《The Love Deal {Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction}》Slap (4)
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Recap :
"Just wait, I'm after you, little girl."
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A very piercing ray of light enters my room, making me groan loudly. "Wake up now," I hear Hyuna calling me out while shoving all the curtains to the side. I open my eyes with a rush of pain in my head.
"My head," I whine before sitting up with half-opened eyes. Drinking is dangerous! Got it!
"Get ready. I'll make breakfast," Hyuna says before leaving me with an unbearable headache. I ruffle my hair and get on the ground while stumbling, almost falling flat face, and slowly walk into the washroom.
After a nice shower and brushing session, I change into my clothes for the day. It's a simple and plain black quarter sleeves tee and acid-wash blue jeans. I walk into the kitchen while smelling the smell of cheese toast. "What are you making?"
"Cheese sandwiches for you with your milk. And I'm gonna have jelly sandwich since I'm lactose intolerant." She quickly dictates the breakfast menu while I am watching her from behind. I help her with my milk while she makes the sandwiches. After making breakfast, we settle down at the dining table to eat.
"I always wonder how milk tastes," Hyuna says, breaking the silence.
"Well, it tastes like...milk?" I answer her.
"Wow, Einstein," Hyuna makes a sarcastic comment. I roll my eyes at her vague response.
"Well, I can't describe the taste," I reply in a matter-of-fact tone. "I am telling you, just fuck up once and taste it," Hyuna shakes her head and continues to eat.
She finishes her breakfast as I also eat the last bite of my sandwich. We put the plates into the dishwasher and head out. I lock my house while Hyuna walks down to start the car.
So a little back story. I am Min Hana, and I'm 19 years old. In my family, I have a mom and dad only. I'm a single child. I am not at all rich, I honestly got admission to this high-class college just by scholarship, and my IQ is surprisingly really high.
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I have two best friends Jung Hyuna and Kim Namjoon. Hyuna and Namjoon are really rich but not at all bitchy.
Hyuna and I met last year at a fresher's party and immediately got close. On the other hand, Namjoon and I met at a competition. We were a team, so I also got close to him. Unfortunately, we all three aren't in the same faculty. Hyuna is in the fashion faculty, and she is gorgeous, whereas, Namjoon is in the literature department, and his English is as outstanding as he is. And then, I'm in the business department. I don't why I'm studying business and all? Because my dad is an ordinary man. He is a maths teacher, and that's why my maths is good, and my mom is a house-worker. So I don't have anyone else who has a business. But maybe I can do a start-up or something or can do management or be a secretary etc. It's my second year of college so do Hyuna's and Namjoon's. That's all I background I have until now.
We reach the college, and I hop out of her car. I wait for her beside the parking lot while Hyuna parked her car. "Let's go," She says as soon as she comes out.
"Hyuna! Hana!" We both turn around and see Namjoon coming towards us. Both of us stop as he jogs towards us. "Good Morning!" He greets us.
"Good morning!" Hyuna says, and side hugs him.
"Morning!" I say and hug him like a bear. They both chuckle at my childish behavior. All three of us start to walk inside.
"Where is your boyfie?" Namjoon teases me and ruffles my hair. If it was before, then I would have chuckled and hit him playfully but now... The situation isn't like what it was.
"Don't talk about him. I don't want my morning to be hectic." I say, controlling my tears as I remember how my life almost ended yesterday. My boyfriend cheated on me, and some gangster dude almost raped me. Okay, that was my mistake. I provoked him by being a complete mindless drunk idiot, but still.
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"Hey, what happened," Namjoon says while being concern. I didn't lift my head, still controlling my tears. He tenderly holds my cheeks and makes me look at him with almost blurry eyes. "What is wrong, Hana? What did Jiwon do?" He asks again, but with rage.
I couldn't say more. "Actually..." Hyuna starts, and Namjoon diverts his stares to Hyuna. "Yesterday, when Hana went to his home. She saw him and someone else together um...having sex." She says, and I could see Namjoon being pissed out.
"He cheated on you?" He asks me angrily, earning a short nod from me. "And you didn't tell me anything."
"I didn't want you to get disturbed because you had a meeting with the publisher," I hold his hand and try to calm him down. Namjoon looks away in disbelief.
"So what? I could have postponed it. I just wanted to talk to him," He says. "You know that I haven't written anything."
"I... I am sorry." I apologize. That's when I saw Namjoon looking straight with flames in his eyes. I turn to see him the CHEATER with a girl.
Namjoon walks away from us to him. "Hana, catch Namjoon before he beats the shit out of Jiwon," I nod at Hyuna and hurriedly follow Namjoon, who isn't listening to my calls.
I catch him before he breaks Jiwon's bones into pieces. But soon, Jiwon notices me. "Hana bae," I look at his shameless face. "I didn't see you yesterday." He just disgusts me. I roll my eyes and push Namjoon to walk away. "Babe," He calls me out.
Namjoon was about to burst when I cut him off. "Jiwon, I'm breaking up with you," I say very much audibly to let everyone know it. The whole college turns silent and starts to look at us.
"No, you aren't," He says while walking towards me.
"Yes, I am. You are no one to me now," I fire back. "You can finally be free and hook up with anyone you want to, okay?" I exclaim for everyone to hear me, calling out a cheater.
"Really?" He whispers to me. " Okay, but just tell me you don't love me anymore." I look at him. I do indeed love him after everything I love him. We were dating for a year now.
I breathe in and then out. "I don't love you anymore," I say without stumbling at any word, looking straight into his eyes. His smirk fades away. "There you go."
"Okay then, let's break up," I turn around and start to walk away. Wait, I am still hurt. I stop on my way and wipe that one tear that fell after controlling so much. I turn around on heel to walk towards him. "Changed your mind." He smirks while looking like a jerk to me.
"I wanted to do something. Um...can you look in that direction." I point towards the right. He turns his face to the right. "Close your eyes."
"What do you want?" He asks and looks at me.
"Just do it." He sighs and follows my word. His face was on the right side now. I hate you, Jerk! And with that, my palm landed on his cheek really hard, making him trip towards the lockers. Yup, I was planning to slap him to make my heart painless.
He opens his eyes and turns sharply to me with his hand holding his cheek. "What the FUCK?!!" He screams at me as everyone is laughing at him and hooting for me.
"That was for cheating on me," I simply shrug and turn my back towards Jiwon and walk away with a proud Namjoon and laughing Hyuna.
You shouldn't have messed up with me, Oh Jiwon!
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Me:
~ ˣₒˣₒ Pals~ ♡
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