23 Chapter 22

I wake up from my nightmare and sigh. I've been having these nightmares about that day almost every night since Min Yoongi broke my heart. That was two years ago. I get out of bed stretching and yawning before making my way downstairs and pouring myself a nice cup of coffee to help me start my day. I sip my coffee and as usual my mind drifts off to that day, the day I learned I was a fool to trust someone who "used" to be my enemy.

**flash back**

I bang on the door full of anger and my face stained with tears.

Y/n: YOONGI OPEN THE DOOR AND FACE ME NOW YOU COWARD! I bang on the door a few more times until I finally decide to take out my key and go inside but I'm met with darkness and silence.

Y/n: YOONGI!!!

I scream his name as I stomp upstairs and down the marble hall until I get to a familiar black door and bust it open only to reveal an empty room with all of his belongings gone. I scream and fall to the floor sobbing. I feel hurt, stupid, cheated, and angry. How could he do this to me? And more importantly how could I let him do this to me?!

**end of flashback**

My life has changed a lot since then. Yoongi and the other's stopped showing up at school and Lisa ignored me and started bullying me for no reason. She told everyone what Yoongi did to me and I was back to being the one everyone bullied. I was so depressed that I was cutting myself and I had to force myself to leave.

It's all good now though. I'm almost done with my second year of college and I have my own apartment not far from the campus and the cafe that I work at. Moving to the United States was the best decision I ever made. I was able to get a fresh clean start where nobody knows me.

I finish my coffee and put my cup in the sink and take a quick shower before dressing in a pair of black skinny jeans, black boots, black cropped tank top with the zipper in the front, and a red flannel jacket. In a lot of ways I am not the same person I used to be but at the same time it's like I haven't changed a bit. I only trust one person at my college and he's my only friend. His name is Jackson and he's the funniest and sweetest person ever. He's from Hong Kong and is studying music in hopes to become an idol. Suddenly my phone buzzes and I pick it up. Speak of the devil, it's a message from Jackson.

J: When are you getting to school?

Y/n: I'll be there in 10 minutes

I text back and grab my backpack before heading out the door and start my walk to campus. When I get there I imediatley start looking for Jackson and find him in the art room. I stand behind him and admire his latest masterpiece.

Y/n: Wow! Everytime I look at your drawings and paintings I feel so amazed and at ease...

J:*turns around and gives you a hug* And a little bit of jelousy *laughs*

Y/n: Yeah that too *giggles*

J:*sits back down* So how's your morning so far?

Y/n: It's alright, I dreamt about asshole again

I told Jackson about Yoongi but he doesn't know the whole story. He just knows that I was in love with someone I refer to as "asshole" and he just suddenly disappeared right after we did "things".

J: Forget him gurl he is not worth it! You'll find someone 10 times better than him and you'll live happily ever after

Doubtful...

Y/n: *giggles* Thank you Jackson, you always know what to say

J: I know, now let's go before we're late!

I nod and we make our way to our dance class. I major and business but also took up minors in dance and literature because why not? I'm surprisingly good at dance even though I've never taken any classes before now. I walk into the studio with Jackson and I see a familiar face...it can't be!

A/n: Hey guys I'm sorry for the wait but I'll try to make up for it :( I'm going to be very busy with band camp in August and then I start school back up on the 30th of August so I'll try to be more attentive.