Blame Miss. Geraldine ? Jikook ??

Chapter 40: Friends?

"Oh that's also what I wanted to talk to you about, Jimin and I want to bring you to the head master and explain what happened, if Jimin can talk about it, if not then we'll explain and he might believe us..." Jungkook shrugged and I felt guilt rise in me.

"Come on Jungkook who would believe us over their amazing new English teacher, we've fucked with that school enough over the past few years, there's no way they'd listen to us." Yoongi scoffed and laid back on his couch.

"I'm sorry... I can try." I mumbled and he turned to look at me with a worried and confused frown, "No Jimin, I'm not making you do that for me." He shook his head sternly and went back to staring at the ceiling.

"You're right, you're not making me, I'm deciding." I said slightly more confidently before standing up, "come on, school doesn't close until like 7pm so we can go now before I change my mind." I mumbled and Jungkook stood up with me.

Yoongi sat up and sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose, "you really don't have to do this, I deserve it after everything I put you through anyway." He looked up at me and I shook my head.

"No Yoongi, I forgave you, I know you've changed I can see it, I can feel it okay, so I trust you and I made you a promise that I'd tell everyone and keep you out of trouble. Let me keep my promise, please." I started to tear up again and Yoongi even seemed to have shimmery eyes as he gnawed on his lips.

I'd already seen him cry once because of me, I don't think I could handle it again, definitely not on the same day...

"Fine okay... thank you." He mumbled, sniffing and blinking a few times before standing up and following Jungkook and I out the house.

On the way back to school I felt physically sick... I knew it would be almost deserted by this point except for students attending clubs and the few teachers that stayed behind to hold said activities, but the thought of even stepping foot into that building again terrified me.

The only thing willing me to do it was having Jungkook and Yoongi by my side, and knowing that I had made a promise, I never break a promise.

The rest of the journey was a blur, driving there, entering the school, walking through the empty halls to the head masters office...

I couldn't feel my own emotions anymore, I'd tried so hard to block out my fear that I'd blocked out everything, I felt numb.

"Jimin... are you ready?" Jungkook's soft voice spoke from beside me, almost cutting through my unintentional barrier, I nodded slightly, holding my breath as his knuckles hit the door.

I didn't even register a response before Yoongi had turned the handle and Jungkook led us inside.

My breathing felt heavy, like there was a bag in my throat with a tiny hole in it, the bag would fill up, only letting the slightest amount of air through, before emptying again, as though the whole task was just a pointless struggle to begin with.

I held my lower lip between my teeth as my glazed eyes focussed on anything but the people around me. My fingers absentmindedly tapped against the wooden rests of the chair I was sat in, and my head muffled the sounds coming from the world around me.

"Jimin?" I blinked.

My eyes snapped up to the head master and I took a deep breath as my hands finally settled in my lap.