His death
It started with my papa, I was 7 when he killed himself, he had came home really late. I was asleep and so was my mama,he had wrote a note saying he loved me and my mama. He told us that it wasn't us that made him do it, it was the worlds fault.
So every since that day I've taken care of my mama, even though she hates me.I was walking to work when, I heard a lot of screaming, today is going to be a hectic day, I walk in and get ready for work. "Y/n", someone says. I look up and see my friend lizza, " Hay", I say. "How is your mom?", she says. " Good and your grandma?", I say. "She's great", she says. "Good, good", I say. " Oh my, I forgot to tell you we are, getting some very special guest", she says. "Okay", I say. Lizza walks off, I stand up, I hate being here, in this world. Why would god or who ever made me want me here, I snap out of my thoughts and go to the counter and start talking orders.
~Suga point of view~
I wake up at 6:30 AM, I get up and get ready, I head down stairs, I see everyone has got ready and eaten. "Listen up guys", Namjoon says." Yeah", we all say. "Today are schedule is packed, we have to go and talk to some people who can do the " MV" for "her", we have practice, and we have to get ready for are comeback", he says. We all talk for a few minutes, then we get up and get ready for the conference, we get in the car and start heading to the cafe we get there, and the lady name lizza got our table. "Y/n", she calls her over. The small woman walks over to the table, "please take care of them", lizza says. "Okay", the other girl says. " Hi, I'm Y/n I'll be taking your orders", she says.
~Y/n point of view~
I came over to lizza, I see seven boys, she tells me to serve the seven boys. I introduce myself, "hi, I'm Y/n I'll be taking your orders, I say trying to sound happy. They all tell me what they want and I go make them, I hate the smell of coffee but I'm the one who decided to work here, I come back with all there drinks. "Thank you" Comes from one man, "you're welcome", I say. A hour later one of the men from the group comes up to me and pays for all there drinks. Thank you, he says. For what sir, I say being a idiot. For not fangirl and asking for our autograph, he says. I look at him, you're welcome but I'm a little confused, why would I fangirl?, I asked. He looks at me confused, you don't know who we are, he says. No sir, I don't, I say kindly. Wow, no wonder you didn't fangirl, he says. I'm sorry, I say. No, don't be, I'm suga or Min yoongi, he says. Nice to met you, I'm Y/n L/n, I say. Nice to meet you too, he say. He starts to walk away when he comes back, here's my number, he says. I look at him and take it, thanks, I say. Then he walked away. Why did he give this to me, I'll never text or call him.
I get ready and pack up, I walk home and go straight up stairs, I lay in my bed for awhile before I get bored, so I decided to text yoongi.
Me: umm...... Hi, hru
Unknown: good 😕and who
are you?
Me: Y/n 😛
Unknown: oh, lol, hi, hru? 😂
Me: good, so wyd?
Yoongi: nothing, just writing and you?
Me: nothing 😒
Yoongi: are you mad?
Me: no, just annoyed my
Mama came home drunk.
Yoongi: oh, 🤔you live with your mom.
Me: yeah, I take care of her, why?
Yoongi: no reason, so how old or you?
Me: 24 and you?
Yoongi: 25,so why do you take care of your mom?
Me: because...... When my papa
died she....... drank a lot.
Yoongi: oh, I'm sorry to hear that, so how did he die, if I may ask.
Me: he killed himself.
Yoongi:☹️ are you okay?
Me: yeah, I just told you.
Yoongi: no, are you really okay.
Me: I...... I'm not okay.
I've never had someone ask me that, even when we were at papas funeral, no, not even his own family asked. That day I cried, my mama never comfort me, so I had to learn, that even if he's gone he loved me.
Yoongi: I'm going to call you.
Incoming call
Yoongi
Accept or denied
~accepted~
"Hay, Y/n, you need to talk", he says. "Yeah", I say with tears coming from my eyes. " Y/n, I know we just met, but listen if you need me I'm always here", he says. "Okay, so are you okay", I say. " Yes, Y/n your voice is really cute, he giggles, I'm good but my focus is not on me, it's on you, so what are you doing", he says. My face turns , as noticing what he said about my voice :>. "Nothing, laying in my bed, watching a weird TV show", l say. " What is the tv show about ", he says. " Ummm........ It's a cooking show, the are dancing and singing", I laugh. "That's weird, so ummm......", he says. " It's weird, do you have anything weird going on", I say. "No, not really, the only thing that's weird is Taehyung sleeping. He's sleeping at the wrong end of the bed and he's hugged up to a pillow", he says. " Oh, that's cute, but I guess that's pretty weird", I say. "Yeah", he giggled. " Well Mr. Yoongi I think I'm going to go, I'll tell you all the weird things that happens tomorrow", I say. "Okay Ms. Y/n", he says. " Bye", I say. "Bye", he says.
Call ended~
I get up and change into my pj's, so after that I fell asleep.
~next day~
I wake up to screaming, I run down stairs to see what it is next thing I know.........
