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Yoora didn't let Yoongi say a word as she dashed out of the room, nearly tripping over her own legs, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything at that moment as she breathlessly ran out of the house, not caring nor knowing where her legs were taking her.
                          
It hurt too much. It hurt to see him all over Jisoo, the girl he was so determined to get rid of for her sake. It hurt to see how his lips collided with hers so lustfully. It hurt to see the boy she loved with another girl, it hurt so much.
                          
Yoongi was about to run after her before a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his torso, preventing him from moving. He forcefully pried them off before turning around, glaring at the brown haired girl.
                          
''See what you fucking did? This is all your fault,'' he growled as he took a step towards her.
                          
Jisoo smirked at him, licking her cherry red lips.
                          
''What did I do?'' she asked as she batted her eyeslashes at him innocently.
                          
Yoongi harshly grabbed her by the shoulders, putting so much pressure onto her body she winced under her breath.
                          
''You're the one who threatened me with Yoora's fucking nudes, you bitch,'' He snarled, his eyes piercing right through hers.
                          
The darkness in his eyes made her speechless as she felt her chest tighten, she was scared of him. She was scared of the boy she loved to the point of obsession. She didn't understand why he was so angry, just who is Yoora to him?
                          
''Did you forget who threatened me first?'' she said with clenched teeth as she grabbed his hand, forcefully intertwining her fingers with his.
                          
Yoongi was apoplectic with rage at the sight of their conjoined hands.
                          
''I theathened you to protect her, I did it for her,'' he said as he tried to free his hand from her grasp, but to no avail.
                          
''Was making out with me meant to protect her, too?'' she said with a playful smirk, squeezing his hand tightly.
                          
''You fucking threatened to leak her nudes if I didn't,'' he growled as he felt his blood boil.
                          
''Yoongi, what's so good about that slut? Why can't you love me instead? I can make you feel so much better than she ever could, you know,'' she said, her grip on his hand softening as she stared at Yoongi's swollen lips.
                          
The murderous glint in his eyes caused Jisoo to let go of his hand as she took a step back, actually fearing for her life. He looked absolutely enraged as he took a couple of steps towards her, a barely audible yelp escaping her lips as her back hit the hard wall.
                          
''Don't you dare talk about Yoora like that,'' he started as he leaned in closer to her face, making sure she could see his deadly gaze up close. ''You have no right to call her a slut when you yourself are one,'' he spat.
                          
Jisoo felt her knees turn to jelly as she looked at the boy she loved with a frightened expression. Lips trembling, palms sweating, she simply stared at him, unable to utter a single word.
                          
''Do you love her?'' she whispered softly as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
                          
Yoongi didn't hesitate to answer her.
                          
''Yes, I do.''
                          
Jisoo felt her thoughts spiral out of control as tears streamed down her face, ruining her perfect make up.
                          
He confessed to having feelings for the girl she loathed so much.
                          
No, he must be lying. He has to love me. He was supposed to love me and be happy with me.