6 Double Misunderstanding

"I'm unwell right now? Can I help you," I sighed trying to hide my annoyance. Yun Hee just giggled. " Yoongi sent me silly. No matter what's between he and I, he does care about you. I just happened to be in the area anyway." I literally just stared at her. Was this bitch implying what I think she was? " Oh poor thing. Don't look so shocked. He's too nice to hurt you so he's been having me trying to subtly hint to you that it's over," she had a smirk on her face. That was it. I couldn't take anymore of her. "Get off my property. Now. This is your only warning," I was seething with hatred and hurt. She just smirked. "Suit yourself. If you're not nice to me I'll make sure you're out of Yoongi's life for sure."

I didn't even have time to respond I ran away from her to the side of my house as all the nausea caught up to me. I emptied my gut as tears streamed down my face. At least I would hopefully feel better after this. I could feel her eyes on me but I ignored her and went into the house and locked the door. I got some Sprite and went to curl up in my bed and catch up on my favorite K Dramas. I fell asleep and woke up feeling sick again. I checked my phone and had a message from Yoongi. "I'm sorry babe. I can't make it tonight. We have a late practice, then a photoshoot in the morning, and I have a solo meeting with management for some reason. Take care of yourself. Love you." I dropped my phone as I ran to get sick again. I decided if I wasn't better in the morning I would go to the Dr.

After getting sick again I took a quick shower and changed into my peachy silk nightgown. I texted Yoongi back. "Alright. Get rest and don't push yourself too much. I love you. Going to the Dr in the morning because I've been sick for over a week now." I turned my phone on Do Not Disturb and snuggled with Yoongi's pillow as I slide under the covers. The pillow still smelled like him and it comforted me. I went back to sleep and had a horrible nightmare. I dreamed of a baby that got eaten alive by vultures. I was in tears and sobbing when I woke up. I checked my phone and there was nothing from Yoongi. Figuring he was really busy, I brushed it off and got dressed.

I had a strawberry banana smoothie and stuck a stick of gum in my mouth to try to keep the nausea at bay. I got to the clinic at around 8:30 and checked in. They were very familiar with me and my case so they made room to fit me in almost immediately. They knew Yoongi paid my bills and they would be in trouble if they made me wait too long. It was only a half hour before they called me back. I told the Dr my symptoms and about the stress I was under. He rush ordered some blood work. I didn't really hear his words as he told me the truth of my condition. I was dizzy and almost fainted. The Dr assured me I would get the best care and to take these supplements and anti nausea medicine while he found me a specialist.

I walked out in a daze and the driver ran over to me in concern and helped me into the car. "Please take me to Big Hit's main office right away," I whispered weakly. I had to tell him in person. This wasn't a conversation to have over the phone. My time was limited and this would change everything. How would Yoongi take it? What would he do after? So many questions ran through my mind as I tried to figure out the best way this could turn out. I had options. That was good. Time passed by too quickly as we pulled up to the headquarters.

The driver, Mr. Choi, insisted on walking me inside. I thanked him and politely. "Thank you Mr. Choi, but I'll be ok. Really." He gave me a worried look but nodded. "I'll be close by, text me if you need a ride home," he responded kindly. I assured him I would before heading into the building. Front desk knew me so they didn't stop me and ask for my badge. I took the elevator to the top floor.

At the same time Yoongi was with management. I didn't want to interrupt so I decided to wait by the door. I heard muffled voices but couldn't make anything out. Out of nowhere I heard a crash. "No. I don't want to be with her and that's final. She's a big girl. She'll get over it." I covered my mouth as an ugly sob came out. Yun Hee had been right after all. Yoongi didn't want me anymore. I felt sick as I ran back to the elevator and went to the practice room to find Jimin.

I barely made it to the practice room before the tears really hit me. Jimin smiled and waved but was going to keep dancing until he noticed me collapse on the floor. "Take 10!" He yelled as my best friend rushed to my side. "Bethy! What's wrong?! I'll go get Yoongi!" I grabbed his arms to stop him from leaving. "No! You can't!" I sobbed. He pulled me up and pulled me over to the resting couch as he sat barely on the edge. I told him everything Yun Hee had done until now and then what I had just heard. Meanwhile the rest of the guys were watching Hoseok and Seokjin goofing off. They were getting closer to us as they chased and pushed each other but we didn't notice.

Jimin hugged me tight and then pulled away from me as he looked into my eyes. "I promise he wasn't talking about you. He loves you. Yun Hee's manager is here trying to say they should date as a publicity stunt. He would be er go for that though." Jimin patiently explained to me as I began to laugh but then stopped. "But Jiminie...I just got my results from the Dr... I'm…" before I could finish, Seokjin was pushed a little too hard by Hoseok. He fell backwards and hit Jimin's back. Seokjin quickly got up and apologized. It was too late. Both of our eyes widened as he fell into my face and out lips were pressed together. The whole room was silent and then i heard a familiar voice. "What the fuck is going on here?!"

Everyone tried to explain at once but Yoongi wasn't having it. I could tell he was seething with rage as he looked dead at me. "I'm asking her, not anyone else." He said in a stern tone. I gulped with tears in my eyes and shook my head.  "Yoongi! It's not what you think. Jimin was comforting me and explaining to me what was going on while the boys were goofing off. I--" "I've heard enough. Is that the best you got? Maybe I should have taken the deal from Yun Hee's manager after all," he cut me off and his words stung. " No! It's what really happened. I'm going home…" he turned around and waved without another word. Everyone was shocked into silence.

Namjoon broke the silence. "I'll go talk to him Bethy. Don't worry. Jhope will come with me and Seokjin and Jimin will take you home while Jungkook and Tae come up with an excuse for our absence," he walked over and packed my back. I nodded as I silently wailed. My heart was shattered into a million pieces. Everyone went their separate ways. As we got in the car and waited for Seokjin, Jimin turned to me with a serious look on his face. "But what about your test results? You're not gonna die on me are you?" He said half worried. " Jimin...the Dr said…"

To Be Continued...