"A BET?"---I was utterly sppechless. WHat does the great Min Yoongi want by making a bet with nobody like me? DOn't tell me his gonna make me do stupidest things or it is another excuse for his relentless bullying?
Suga pulled back giving some distance between us.
" I heard from that brat Jungkook that he made a bet with Hoseok that if we win, he has to treat him to Starbucks. He was so annoyingly motivated that he constantly pestered to give it our all and he can't lose to your group, otherwise he is gonna go broke."
I laughed silently ~" Hehe, He shouldn't have made a bet then. Now there is no going back."
Suddenly Suga grabbed my wrist and made me turn over to his side and said in a husky voice," I also want some motivation to win this competition. I have whatsoever no interest in this stupid contest. SO I want to make a bet with you just like Jungkook did."
My eyes widened and a silent whisper came out of my mouth," Wh-at is th-e be-t?"? I tried my best not to stammer under the glares of Suga. HE smirked and pulled me even closer where our noses could almost touch each other. He whispered into my ear in a husky voice," I want you to be my girlfriend if we win this match."
" GIRLFRIEND!?"-- I couldn't believe my ears~" WHat NOO! I won't ever agree to this stupid bet!" I shouted right at the face of him. There was no way I was gonna be the girlfriend of Suga. It is evident that he doesn't love me. He probably wants to tease me, play with my emotions and bully me even more. I am not gonna fall for that trick EVER again.
Suga laughed it off. I was confused? Is it a joke?!
He harshly grabbed my hair which earned a hiss sound from me out of pain." Its already decided. You have no say in this bet. And don't ever have the idea that I am asking you to be my girlfriend because I love you. I only want you to be my girlfriend only to keep you beside me all the time and bully you even more." ~~ I knew it! He is just playing me. But I am weak under his command. There was no way I am able to fight Augst D version of him.
" What if our group wins?" I retorted back with the tiniest amount of courage that is left.
He let go of my hair and chuckled," Its out of the question cause your group is never gonna win with that clumsy dancing of yours.!"
I was hurt and but I deepened my voice, fighting back the tears threatening to flow out from my eyes. " I want you to stop bullying me , that is I want to retire from being a slave."
His chuckle stopped and looked at my teary eyes.
Suga:" Lol okay! If you want to hallucinate so badly that you are gonna win, that let it be."
Our heated bet was interrupted by someone at the entrance of the classroom. Its Soobin from TXT.
Soobin:" Umm guys. RM sir asked me to relay this message to you that you are free to go home. He has something urgent to take care of, so he won't be able to come here."
I couldn't be more happier only to escape from Suga. He is bringing up the memories of my past life and right now, I hate him the most. I quickly packed my bag and baggage and rushed off the classroom leaving Soobin and Suga in shock.
" She is becoming more and more daring these days."
I chuckled," Fine! She can enjoy this much freedom for 2 more weeks. Cause after two weeks, she will be tied to me forever! "
I am unsure about my feelings. I don't really like her but at the same time I can't tolerate when the other boys are around her and giving her pretty smile every time she greets them and not me. She is my slave! So she should only greet and spend time with me!
I was running through the hallways not giving a shit to the people around me. My tears were brimming out through my eyes. My terrific past memories were surfacing which I wanted to bury for the rest of my life.
Y/N:" Gojou! What are you saying? What do you mean you want to break yo with me?? Didn't you love me?"
Gojou:" Oh come on Y/N! How stupid can you be? WHo would ever fall in love with a nerd like you? It was all because of a bet." My breathe hitched at the word 'BET'.
Y/N:" Wh-a-t B-et?"
Gojou:" Yeah. I made a bet with my friend that if I got to make you fall in love with me within one month, he will give me 100 dollars."
He laughed creepily and with him, his friends, my ex-best friend and her goons also laughed at me, recording my sorry state in their camera.
"SLAP!"
EVeryone got startled when I slapped the face of Gojou!
"A BET?? ALL MY EMOTIONS ARE JOKE TO YOU!?? I LOVED YOU WITH MY EVERYTHING IN THIS PAST ONE MONTH. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EUPHORIC I FELT WHEN YOU ASKED ME TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! I THOUGHT THAT I AM NO LONGER ALONE IN THIS SCHOOL. THE WAY YOU ENCOURAGED ME, PROTECTED MY FROM MY BULLIES, WENT ON DATES WITH ME, ACCOMPANIED ME IN MY STUDIES~~WERE ALL OF THESE A JOKE? A PLAY!? HUH! "
Gojou got enraged and pushed me harshly that I fell on the floor and hurt my back.
Gojou:" How dare you SLAP ME!? HUH!?" Its not my fault that you are shameless enough to think that you can have someone who will like you! It suits you creep!"
With that he left from the spot with his friends, laughter never leaving his side.I was a crying mess but noone bothered to offer me help. They were all enjoying my pathetic state along with my ex-best friend."
"Shameless"~ I whispered to myself and ran from there.
Here I am also running away. I am going through the same state but I am again running away. Why couldn't I face him? Why couldn't I slap him? Why am I being controlled again!?
I had no answer to these questions as I kept on running.
On the turning I collided with someone and fell back on my butt. "Ouch!"
??:" DAMN! Why are running so fast in the corridor? Don't you have common sense!?"
Y/N:( quickly fixing my dress and standing up) " I am sorry( bowing down my head, without looking at the person's face)"
?:" Y/N? It's you?"
I recognised the voice. Its Taehyung~ the last person I wanna meet today.
V:" Hey what happened? Why are you crying!?" He projected his hand out towards me but stopped mid-air when I said harshly," Its none of your business" He looked hurt but retired his hand back. I didn't care.
With that, I started running again ~~Away from school, away from the mess, away from the traumatic past.