9 Chapter nine- Stay strong

One week later

I wake up again to feeling a pain in the side of my neck. My eyes try to adjust to the light in the room as I hear Jins annoying voice.

"Get up! Coach Toechi will kill you if you don't!" Jin shakes me aggressively as I groan.

"Shut up, God you're so annoying." I mumble slowly losing consciousness.

"No respect!" He says loudly in a way to show what I said was disapproving, trying to make me feel guilty. He starts shaking me again and I swat his hands.

"Okay, okay, I'm awake!" I huff in complete irritation.

"You better be cause you have exactly five minutes to get dressed and be in this facility's training room or you'll receive grave punishment." He warns.

"What's more of a harsh treatment than ridding me of my sleep." I retort.

"Adding the number of your daily exercises." He points out and I groan again in disbelief. This is enough torture already.

"Come on yoongi, stop whining and get up already before it's too late."

"Why are you still here? Won't you also get punished if you're late as well." I say while rubbing my eyes as I tiredly remove the blanket that's warm. It reminds me of the one that my sister used to use to cover herself with at the hospital.

"I'm trying to save your ass here, the least you can do is not question my motives and thank me." He crosses his arms over his chest.

"Thanks for waking me up." I reply sarcastically to his request. He shakes his head muttering incoherent things.

 I grab a black shirt that has the word 'Yoongi' in white written on it and ripped jeans. I look over at Jin and see him wearing a pink shirt with the word 'Seokjin' printed on it in black, my eyebrows furrow at the bizarre shirts but I shrug my shoulders then I point to the door.

"We're both guys." He says and glare at him. He rolls his eyes and exits the room. I put them on along with some black converse.

We leave to the training room to see coach Toechi standing in the middle of the room his arms crossed above his chest and his veins bulging out of his muscles and neck.

His name is Edward Toechi....why did his little brother call him by his last name?

"You're late." He spits out furiously. I gulp in nervousness and Jin seems like he's going to piss himself.

"That's pretty obvious." I mumble to myself hoping that he didn't hear me.

"Are you giving me an attitude boy!" He yells walking towards me. Well shit, all hope is gone.

I look up at him. He's tall. Probabably taller than Namjoon but then I notice something important, something I should have noticed when I first came in. None of the bts members are here besides me and Jin.

I blink at him feeling my palms sweaty. "Not at all, sir." I reply hoping, again, that me being polite might calm him down a bit.

He glares at me. "Uh, if I may ask." Jin hesitantly says trying not to make the coach madder. "Where is everyone..?"

"In another training room, they can advance to the next level unlike you two." I give him a look of confusion.

"They are more physically capable, and having a stronger stature we believe that an abnormal, such as yourself- I raise my eyebrow at him. Abnormal? Couldn't they have found a better name for people born with special abilities. "-will have more control over his abilities."

"Now ladies, run." We ran a lap, a second, third, fourth, tenth. My legs are giving out and I'm practically walking while Jin's crawling.

"Soldier is that what you are! A turtle! You make it seem unbelievable that you were in the army! And a sergeant! Ha!" I grit my teeth at his loud screams.

"Pathetic! You're pathetic!" I try to ignore him but his words keep invading my mind. The calm thoughts I had slowly disappear.

It's not that I'm weak. I just don't feel like doing any kind of physical activities. Sports to be specific.

I've been trained, beaten and bruised and if he is skeptical about it then I'll show him what I'm capable of.

I begin running faster. I've had enough of his mockery. I pass Jin a few times. He is trying to speed up, encouraged by my determination to continue running and silence the coach.

After about twenty laps he blows his whistle and throws us each a bottle of cold water. "Well done." He says.

"You still need to do at least fifty two sit-up, fifteen minutes plank, and a hundred thirty three push-ups."

He notices our glares. "You've shown better potency today than these last few days of training. These current hardships are nothing compared to others. Now do you want to advance!"

"Yes sir!" We answer getting ready to do the sit-ups.

"Then show me your true potential!"

After what seems like hours we finally did what was told of us to do.

I took a very long cold shower. The shampoo was peach scented while the body wash smelled of vanilla.

Jin didn't want to wait for me since I already told him in advance that I'm going to take my time and I mean like more than half an hour to be specific.

He asked one of the guys for permission to use their bathroom. I think he asked Namjoon since they seem closer than the rest. I haven't had a private conversation with any of the members yet.

Jungkook and Taehyung are like best friends and little kids. They are the youngest after all. While Hoseok keeps teasing Jimin, they share a sadistic relationship.

I'm the only one who hasn't made much progress. I haven't talked on the group for two days and I've been spending most of my free time writing lyrics and listening to music.

I write lyrics to express myself, keeping everything within only will add to my depression. I've shared enough to strangers, even though I want to verbally explain my misery, I can't. I barely know them and honestly they've been through a lot but yet the government wants us to go through more.

Man, bathrooms make me think about life frequently.

I confess, I shouldn't remain in my own world, where there's only sorrow and memories. It's unhealthy to isolate myself, frankly if it wasn't for Jin, I wouldn't be on time for anything, well barely on time.

Hold yourself together yoongi. Stay strong.

I've been feeling a pain in my neck for the past week and it's killing me.

I rinse my hair and body from the soap and turn the water off. There are no faucets here. There's a purple button. You press once to turn on the water and twice to shut it off. There's also another button that's gray which can turn with a yellow traingle attached to it. It's for the temperature of the water. The numbers in red go from 0 to 80.

I think they chose the color purple for the activation button which is also a button to disable the running of water, because it's the outcome of mixing red and blue.

I chuckle at my self-explanatory  theory and dry my body and wet hair. I wrap the towel around my waist after pulling up some black boxers and leave the bathroom.

I forgot to hang my clothes and left them on my bed since I was in a hurry to enter the lavatory.

As I open the door I jump in surprise at seeing Jungkook sitting on my bed staring at my scarlet hoodie.

Jungkook probably felt my stare and presence since he looked up. Our eyes met and I felt a bit overwhelmed by his intense gaze.

I see him gulp as he licks his lips. His eyes analyze my face then roam my body. I feel droplets of water slide down my face and chest.

I should have dried myself better but i just had to go out and say to myself mentally that I'll dry myself more effectively once I put my clothes on.

I move a bit not knowing what to do or say. I feel extremely awkward.

"Yoongi why?" He meets my eyes again after a while of checking me out. How embarrassing..

"Why what?" I ask him confused. I furrow my eyebrows at his unexpected question.

"Why are you avoiding us?" I sigh and walk forward.

"I'm not avoi- I suddenly slip and hit the back of my head against the floor. Jungkook quickly jumps to his feet and bends down to help me.

"Are you okay? Yoongi!" But his voice is barely audible as the memories of one night that happened a week ago rushes in.

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