chapter 45

Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi.Get out of my mind, Min Yoongi.The test started an hour ago but nothing from what I've studied last night was getting into my mind.I wasn't sure if I studied last night either.Everything that I'm thinking of is him. I want nothing more than to see him, nothing more than to hug him and feel that he's okay. That he's alright.But I can't.Because he don't want to see me at all. He hates me.He isn't in the school.Because he is in the hospital with his injured shoulder. He's in the hospital instead of taking the tests.And it's all because of me.What was I thinking? I made an unnecessary fight with him just because he wasn't opening up to me. I'm so stupid. It's all my fault. If I didn't have stuck my nose in his business, he wouldn't have been upset. He wouldn't have been in a motorcycle accident. He wouldn't have been in that hospital.Instead, he would have been here.I tried my hardest to answer the questions from the test paper, mostly just from the stock of of knowledge and stuff I remembered from writing it down in my notes for the whole semester. I'm not that confident with my answers but still, I am able to atleast write something down. I would still get a score. I will still get a grade.But, this doesn't feel right. I'm the reason why Yoongi couldn't take this test but here, I'm answering my own test. I'll be the reason why he'd get a zero.I have put him in this position.How stupid of me. I don't deserve this. I don't deserve to be fine and have nothing to worry about. It doesn't feel right." Pass the papers." The substitute teacher who is here to just look after us says from her seat, adjusting her circular glasses.I look down at my paper as I tap my pencil on the cold hard desk.I'm going to do what's right.It's not later yet.I'm going to do what's fair.And then, I scrubbed it my name with an eraser and write two words on the top of my test paper, before handing it into the box. Min Yoongi.                                  ☕︎☕︎☕︎" How are your tests, sweetie?"Not now mom, not now when I don't have anymore energy to lie, or to pretend that everything's alright. I had been almost a week since Yoongi's accident.And it's been almost a week since I managed to function properly.Oh, my tests are superb. Your soon - to - be  - doctor daughter didn't take her tests. It's amazing, very very amazing. I guess your doughter is not going to be a doctor now.Will they even let me be their daughter if I don't end up being a doctor?Oh crap, I can't tell her that." Fine." I lied, sneaking into my room. " I'm going to take a nap."Just right before I was about to close the door, my mom enters my room. She's going to give one of those talks again. She's going to let me know how much expectations they had from me. She's going to let me know that I shouldn't get distracted.I'm tired of hearing these things.I sighed and frowned at the same time, as I jump into my bed, landing onto my stomach. Soon I hear my door clicking shut, and I felt her sit just beside my feet." Are you okay?" She asks with a worries voice. " You've been very quiet lately."" Yeah!" I bobbed my head down into the soft mattress. " Just tired."" You sure? You know, you can always talk-"" Mom!" I stopped her midway. "I'm fine. I just need to be alone."" Is it about the tests? Was it hard? Was there anything that you forgot or you didn't stu-"" Why does everything has to do with school?" I lift my head, tilting it around to her as I muttered heavily. " If everything is about school, about grades, about college, about the future, I'm... I don't want to talk about it."Her face got very still. Her wrinkles forming just under the sides of her eyes are now prominent, eyes widening despite how big they already were just underneath her glasses. Her lips forming an 'o' shape. She closed her mouth, and soon enough, it was forming a straight line. " Because everything is about your future." She exclaims calmly, making me look away from her. " Your dad and I want nothing but success from you."" Just.... I want to be alone,mom... Please?" I begged, as I feel a droplet of tear faking down my cheek. I tilted my head up, hoping that tears will go back. " Okay." She says in a flat tone.I felt the pressure on my bed lighten up as she stands up. " But promise me one thing."I rolled into my side and looked at her. She's standing just right beside the door, her hands rubbing both her arms at the same time. A glint of loneliness painted on her face. " Do not get distracted." She says slowly, emphasizing on each word. " I promise." I say immediately and roll my back against the bed again. She sighed before leaving me alone in the room, closing the door shut.I'm sorry mom.                                 ☕︎☕︎☕︎A/n:- Wasn't it stupid of Dara to write Yoongi's name on the test? HAPPY 1.5k READS!!!Anyways, thankyou everyone for loving and supporting this story so much. Do drop your reviews and let me know your favourite parts and moreover what your views currently are for the story.Ghamsabnida,Nini🦋💜.