It's Complicated

You sit alone in business class with your dad's ashes in an urn rested on your lap. Dr. Yeltsin kindly upgraded your seat out of pity for your situation. Your eyes are red and puffy from crying all night, you barely got any rest.

"I'm sorry dad..." You let out a shaky breath, "I shouldn't have yelled like I did... I'm horrible daughter" A tear slips down your cheek.

You spend the rest of the plane trip in silence, recalling memories of your dad and mum when you used to be as a family together.

~TIME SKIP~

You're standing at the front door of your home, trying to find the courage to enter. You shakily unlock the door, opening it slowly as you take a step inside. You let out a deep breath as you look around the house, an empty feeling emerging deep inside you. You're brought out of your thoughts by the sound of your phone ringing. You check the caller ID: KOOKIE🐰

You answer, listening to his annoyingly cute voice on the other end.

"Hiiiiii!"

"Hi" you sigh.

"Is something wrong?" he asks concerningly.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner... it all... just happened so fast."

"What happened!... you ok?" his voice getting more concerned and worried.

You take a deep breath, "Dad...is gone."

"Again?? Where the hell did he go this time! He's such an irresponsible father! How does he keep leaving you like this!" He rages for you.

"No... no it's not like that Kookie... he had an accident."

He remains silent for a while, "Y/N... you serious?"

"Yes..."

"Shit. I'll come back as soon as possible!"

"No, Jungkook don't... You've worked so hard to get where you are, don't give it up because of me, please." You hold back tears.

"That doesn't matter if you need someone."

"No I'll be ok... it's not like he was around a lot anyways, it won't be so different."

"If you're sure... but call me often and I'll come back as soon as I'm free."

"I will... Thank you."

"Don't forget to take care of yourself."

"I won't... talk to you later."

"Ok, be safe."

You hang up.

You fall back into the couch contemplating your situation.

Ok so dad's gone.... What now? I can't stay here right now... too many memories... I don't feel ready to talk to Yoongi yet. We left so much unsaid... and I can't keep bothering Jimin with my life problems. I need to figure this out on my own like a big girl. I'll stay a few nights at a cheap motel... blackwood would do... and while there figure out a plan to survive life. And fuck school right now... I have enough stress as it is.

You carefully place your dad's urn above the fireplace and leave for the motel. You check in with no problems entering room 023. The room is small and dimly lit by a single flickering bulb hanging from the stained ceiling. The wallpaper is peeling revealing molding plaster underneath and the carpet, once beige, is now a patch work of stains and cigarette burns. A single bed sits lonely in the corner.

You sink onto the bed letting out another sigh as you stare up at the stained ceiling. Suddenly your phone rings but this time the ID shows: Yoongi. You stare at your phone, hesitant to answer... a lot has happened, you don't know if you're ready... but at the same time you don't want to worry him so you answer the phone.

"Hello," you try not to sound too depressed.

"Is everything ok?" he asks bluntly.

"Ummm... not really... Dad... passed away." you say quietly.

"You ok?" He asks worry in his voice.

"Yes and no... just a lot all at once you know."

"Are you still in Russia?"

"No, I'm back in Korea."

"Are you at home?"

"um...no...I didn't want to be there right now... too much."

"Well where are you then!?" He asks, sounding slightly aggressive.

"Look Yoongi, I just want to be alone right now so don't worry about it."

"DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT! TO LATE I ALREADY FUCKING AM WORRIED!"

"Yoongi I'm fine so please just leave me be right now." You hang up.

~YOONGI POV~

"Y/N!!!!!!!! DAMN IT!" I yell into the phone after she hangs up. I slam the phone down on the counter and run my fingers through my hair, stressed with this damn girl. I pick up my glass and chug down the rest of my whiskey, then slam it back onto the counter and refill it. I pick up my phone dialing Jimin.

"Hey this is rare Yoongi... did ya miss me?" Jimin answers.

"Where the hell is Y/N?"

"Of course this is about her, not me." Jimin acts upset.

"Just tell me where the hell she is!" I demand.

"Yoongi I have no clue... last I heard she was in Russia but you knew that."

"Well she's not anymore, she's back in Korea.... Her dad died.... And I don't know where she is!"

"Yoongi calm down... her dad died?"

"Yes... I just called her to check on her and she said she was back and her dad passed but she won't tell me where she is."

"She's not at home?"

"No damn it otherwise I wouldn't be calling you! She said she couldn't bear to be there right now."

"Well I don't know where else she would go... she doesn't have any other friends other than Jungkook.... Maybe she went to America to be with him." Jimin teases.

"LIKE FUCK SHE DID! I'M HERE WHY WOULD SHE GO TO HIM!"

"Calm down, I was just joking, sorry.... Are there any places she has mentioned in the past?"

"Ummmm." I try thinking of any places Y/N has mentioned that she might possibly go to...then I remember one place.

"SHIT." I say and hang up, running out the door through the lobby to my bike, and head to Blackwood motel.

[A/N] Hiiiiii👉👈... -insert awkward silence- It's been... two months🫣We've been quite full on lately with multiple things happening in both our lives that has made it hard to focus on writing but we hope this is enough... so sorry forgive us🙇‍♂️ Anyways I hope you enjoyed💜💜