Chapter 26

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Jimin's POV:

I could tell I had hit a sore spot when I said that, and almost regretted saying it. Almost. Instead, I continued to stare at her, trying to crack her open. There was no way it could have been Mei Zhen, right? She was so sweet-she even cleaned Y/N up earlier! Everyone was just jealous that I had a girlfriend and they didn't, right? Right. Anyways, I knew Y/N wasn't jealous, so I couldn't understand why she wouldn't tell me. My room is right next to Y/N's, and all afternoon, I heard the boys entering it, asking if she was ok, talking with her about the cause of it, asking if she was OK once more, and then leaving. They all did it at least twice, except Jin, Jungkook, Tae, and Hobi, who had all entered over 5 times. At one point, Tae had brought some kind of game into her room, probably overwatch, and I could hear them both yelling at the screen. Of course, I wanted to visit Y/N, and make sure she was OK, but when I left my room earlier at one point, Yoongi and Jungkook, who were passing through the hall at that point, glared at me. I knew they were mad at me, and I figured Y/N was to, so I didn't want to make her more mad at me. I had no idea why they were mad, though. I didn't do anything wrong, and neither did Mei Zhen.

Instead of answering me, Y/N sighed. "I can't tell you, and not because I don't trust you. I can't tell you, because if I do, you will hate me." She said, and with that, she left. What is she talking about? Why would I hate her? Of course I wouldn't! It's not her fault that someone hurt her. She was a smart girl, though. So why would she think I would be mad if someone hurt her? And then, I realized, it might not be the fact that someone hurt her, but the person she accused of hurting her. Who did it, anyways? It couldn't have been Me-no. I refuse to believe that. But still, a shiver went down my spine as I thought of that possibility, and I decided to text Mei Zhen and talk to her. But instead, I heard Jin yelling at someone. "Yah! What are you doing here?" I left my room, wanting to see who he was talking to. And that's when I saw Mei Zhen, standing right outside the elevator, wearing a different outfit then before. An extremely different outfit. What I mean, was a couple hours ago, she was wearing a big sweater and leggings. Now, she was wearing fishnets, short shorts, and an exposing crop top. What was she doing here? I tried to avert my gaze from her, miserably failing. She saw me staring, and smirked at me, and I could feel my face turn hot.

The others, including Y/N, had come into the room to see who Jin was yelling at. When the boys saw what she was wearing, they groaned, and while some of them covered there eyes and cursed rudely at her, Hobi and Taehyung muttered under their breath, and when they realized Y/N was there, they covered her eyes, glared at Mei, and put Y/N back in her room. I admitted, it was shameless of Mei Zhen to wear something like that, especially when she knew a young girl lived here, but I wasn't about to complain. Of course, her being a sweet angel, instead of being rude or cursing back at the boys, she smiled politely at Jin, who was still glaring at her, and she asked, "excuse me, Oppa. Where is the washroom?" She asked. I felt a tinge of jealousy in my chest when she called him Oppa, but I didn't say anything. Although Jin was still shooting bombs at her with his eyes, he told her the directions to the washroom.

As soon as she had left the room, the boys harshly pulled me into the kitchen. "What is she doing here?" Jungkook asked, more hurt then anything. I didn't have an answer, so I shrugged my shoulders. "Did you invite her here? Tell her to wear those clothes?" Yoongi asked, obviously pissed. I shook my head no. Obviously not. I knew they hated her, why would I bring her to them? I knew they wouldn't hurt her, of course, they were to good for that. But that doesn't mean they wouldn't hurt her emotionally. I had no doubt about it. Jin sighed, frustrated. "Well, what do we do?" Jungkook asked. "Y/N can't come out of her room with Mei Zhen in clothes like that," Jin said, his motherly side showing. I couldn't say I disagreed, and neither could the boys. "So..Jimin, she cant stay here." I glowered. "Yah! Why not? She hasn't done anything wrong! She's been nothing but polite to all of you!" Jin grumbled, and the boys muttered there arguments. "She can stay in your room. Only for a little bit! If I see her again, she is out!" The boys agreed on these conditions, and I knew that was as good as it would get.

Mei Zhen's POV:

I followed Jin's directions. Technically. I was actually heading for Y/N's bedroom, which I had located when two of the dudes-I didn't bother remembering their names-shoved her in there, and unfortunately, the way Jin had said the washroom was, was in the opposite direction of her room. Luckily, as soon as I had made my way into the hall to the washroom, I saw the boys pushing Jimin into the kitchen. I almost felt bad for using Jimin. Almost. On the other hand, he was a great money source, and since he would never find out, it didn't matter much, anyways. Even though I was cheating on him, it was not ok for him to be living with another girl, especially a slut like her. So when the boys were all in the kitchen, I ran across the dorm, and headed into the hall where the bedrooms were. And I opened the one I had seen the boys push Y/N into.

When I opened the door, I saw her typing on a laptop. Ugh, what a spoiled brat. What 5 year old had a laptop? I mean, I know I have one, but that's beside the point..anyways, when I opened the door, she looked up from her laptop, and gasped a little when she saw me, covering her arm. I could tell she was about to yell, and I quickly covered her mouth. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from my Jimin? Why are you still living here?" I asked. Who did she think she was? She was living with 7 grown men. That obviously said a lot about her. When I saw the first tears come out of her eyes, I felt a spark of joy light up in my chest, but when she wiped it away and put on a tough face, it disappeared. And I didn't like it. I grabbed her arm, which I had noticed had an ugly bruise, and twisted it. I twisted it until she screamed in pain, making sure to cover her face with a pillow so nobody would hear her, but I was to enhanced in my success to truly hear anything, other then the blood pounding in my ears.

I noticed the blood pooling around her, and I elbowed her in the stomach, causing her to scream into the pillow again, which I could faintly hear. Obviously, I wasn't the only one. "What are you doing??"



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