16| Umbrella
Jungkook's POV
I wake up to the sound of a door unlatching and I stir myself awake quickly, making sure Ellie didn't just leave.
But instead I see Jessie come in, and when she sees me... Well, saying she looks absolutely pissed is an understatement.
"Jeon Jungkook!" She whisper yells at me, "I swear on my life if you-"
I put my finger to my lips to shush her aggressively. "I didn't do anything, okay?" My voice is low and tired, "I'll explain it to you in the morning if you're gonna come back."
"Explain now." She stands with her hands on her hips and I sigh agitatedly.
"We're both dressed, calm down. It's too much to explain right now but I will when it's not 2:30 in the morning." I assure Ellie's best friend to the best of my abilities, "How did you even get in?"
"Spare key." She holds up said key, "Did you just take advantage of a drunk girl?" Her voice is a little louder this time and Ellie stirs, gaining both of our attentions.
Jessie watches as she snuggles herself closer to my side, instantly giving me this new feeling of butterflies when she puts her face in my neck, breathing calmly against my skin.
"I didn't take advantage of her," I reason with Jessie even quieter this time since Ellie is closer to me.
"Fine. But you are going to explain yourself in the morning." She huffs and demands like a mom. "I'm going to my own dorm down the hall. If something happens to her, my room is 161."
I nod and she stares at us before slowly going outside and closing the door quietly behind her.
I sigh and look down at Ellie against my side. Some of her hair falls behind neck and some falls over her tranquil face, her delicate hand rests on my chest and she has pressed herself flush against my body.
I can't express how bad I need you to trust me tomorrow.
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I wake up to a knock at the door and I look at the clock on her wall reading 6:30.
Who in the right mind is at her door at 6:30am... Oh wait, Jessie said she would come back in the morning. I didn't think it'd be this early. I let out a heavy sigh and look down at Ellie who is still right up against me despite the blanket in the way. Carefully, I lift her arm from me and softly turn her on her back before getting up sleepily.
Then there's another knock, but this time it's a bit louder. Can't she just walk in if she really wants to?
When my feet touch the floor, I'm surprised that I must've kicked my shoes off in the middle of the night. But my pondering doesn't last long because I hurry over to the door just as the person knocks again.
I swing the door open with messy hair and my eyes barely open because of how tired I still am- not to mention my headache.
It's not Jessie when I open the door. It's Rebecca.
At first, her expression is blank, but when she recognizes me it's baffled, and then after she peers over my shoulder to see Ellie still sleeping in bed her entire demeanor is furious.
More than Jessie's face when she saw us last night. Rebecca is almost scarily mad.
"Do you need something?" I raise an eyebrow at the short brunette in front of me.
She huffs and her face turns red with anger before she balls her fists and leaves without a word to me.
"Nice to see you, too?" I acquire a puzzled expression and close the door slowly. I go back to Ellie's bed for the third time- hopefully not to be interrupted for a while.
As soon as I lay down, Ellie is cuddled up to my side again and I don't mind. This is the only time we're going to be close, and if she's mad in the morning and doesn't believe me, then this is the only time I'll ever even see her again.
I try to stop worrying about it all and end up going back to sleep to enjoy the time right now.
»»»Ellie's POV«««
I wake up with a pounding headache and no memory of the night before. How much did I drink last night, gosh...
I snuggle my face into whatever soft thing it's already on and try to convince myself that I feel just fine and dandy, but I honestly feel worse than my 21st birthday when I got hammered and woke up with a tattoo on my hip.
The scent of the fabric is familiar, maybe cologne? Did drunk me get out one of Jungkook's hoodies?
I breathe in the calming scent one last time before fluttering my eyes open.
The first thing I see next to me is a sleeping Jungkook and I scream and fall off my bed, hitting the floor with a loud thud.
He's quick to lean over the edge of my bed to look at me on the ground with wide eyes, "Are you okay?"
"No!" I bounce to my feet, my headache getting 20x worse since I've woken up. "Did I- D-Did we?"
"No, no, no!" He denies right away. "I'll explain it all when Jessie gets here."
"What?" I pace back and forth from one side of my small dorm to the other, "Jessie was here? I don't remember that!" I gasp suddenly, "I don't remember anything from last night! Jungkook, are you sure nothing happened because I swear on my whole existence if you did what I think you did then-"
"We didn't do anything!" He stops me abruptly and gestures to himself frantically, "Look! Fully clothed, not even under the blanket."
I try my hardest to scramble through the events but the last thing I can recall is talking to Seokjin.
I rush to my bathroom and look in the mirror, inspecting myself for any marks or things that would indicate, you know, the dance with no pants.
But all I can find is my messy bedhead and smudged makeup from sleeping in it all night.
Jungkook comes up to my open bathroom door looking more tired and disheveled than I do, "There's nothing. I promise you, absolutely nothing happened between us last night."
"Then why were you in my bed? Why can't I remember what happened?" I get out a makeup wipe and take my makeup off as panic sets in, frightening me to the bone.
"Jess will be here any time now, I'll explain it all then." He assures me and I let out a shaky sigh before throwing away the dirty makeup wipe and looking at my bare face.
On cue, the door of my dorm room opens and Jungkook leaves the bathroom to see who it is.
"She's here," he looks over at me and then Jess comes into view as I'm brushing my teeth to get the awful taste of last night's alcohol out of my mouth.
"Hey, hon," She comes up to me and rubs my back, "How you feeling?"
"Like I was hit with a truck," I tell her. "I'm nauseous, my whole body hurts, and the worst headache known to man has chosen to sojourn in my head, uninvited."
I wash my mouth out with water and spit it into the sink before going to my bed again and sitting down on the edge of it.
"So Jungkook, what happened last night?"
"I'm 100% sure Ellie was roofied last night," he informs and my previously blank expression turns to a scared one.
"I didn't do anything to her," he directs his statement at Jess, "But I did put her to bed. And then she kept getting up so under my own condition that I would be fully clothed- jacket and all- and that I would be over the blanket, I stayed next to her to make sure she wouldn't leave the dorm room or something."
"Why didn't you just sleep on the couch?" I look at him untrustingly. His story adds up so far but I can't be sure.
"I know this sounds crazy, but you wouldn't let me." He stares me straight in the eyes.
"Are you sure nothing else happened?" Jessie pushes and narrows her eyes at Jungkook, being the extremely protective friend she is. "You didn't touch her or anything like that?"
"The only time I touched her was to carry her to bed because she refused to do it herself." He tells her, "If you count that as 'something that happened'."
"That does sound like something drunk-you would do," she agrees and peers over at me.
"But Jessie, how are you involved in all this?" I fiddle with my thumbs nervously, still not completely sold on the idea that he's innocent.
"Gabrielle told me that she saw you acting weird and then you left with Jungkook. I came over here as soon as I heard it because I just wanted to make sure nothing was going down between you two." She explains, "And when I got here, you were both asleep but Jungkook woke up and... His story lines up correctly. He was still dressed and over the covers."
I let out a huge sigh of relief and slowly fall back against my bed so my headache can subside a little, "Why did you bring me here anyway? You could've just left me at the party."
"With you being drunk and roofied? No fucking way would I let you stay there." His eyes broaden, staring at me like that was the craziest thing he's ever heard. But something about his response makes me feel quite a bit safer. It's comforting to think that he wouldn't leave me at the party knowing I was drugged.
"Well, then who did it? Who roofied me?" I sit up and search his deep brown eyes for answers.
"I'm not sure yet." He gazes right back at me, "But I'll find out as soon as I can."
It's weird to see this side of Jungkook. He's more protective rather than being the insouciant, immature boy he normally portrays.
"Okay," I say quietly down at my hands.
"I have a Saturday class, guys, I gotta go." Jessie looks at her watch and gets up.
"Bye, Jess." I say and Jungkook waves goodbye before she leaves.
"Thank you." I speak softly, "For getting me out of that situation."
"No problem. But, uh, there is one more thing."
"What is it?" I lift my head quickly and stare at him, concern plastered on my face from the news I'm about to get.
"Rebecca also paid you a visit, but when she saw me, she didn't say anything, she just looked really pissed and left." He explains.
"She's going to start a rumor." I let my head fall into my hands. "She doesn't trust me anymore. Not that she ever really did after I quit cheer."
"Why not?"
"She thinks I've been under the sheets with you and that I lie to her about it when I say I haven't." I mutter to the floor, frustration and sadness beginning to build up inside.
What sucks is that Rebecca used to be one of my best friends, and what sucks even more is that she doesn't believe me when I'm telling her the truth.
Maybe it's because of my hangover and the fact that I was drugged last night, but I become emotional to the point of crying.
I have so much going on and so much drama surrounding my name that I just can't keep it in anymore.
"Ellie?" Jungkook's soothing voice calls my attention but I don't answer or look up, knowing it'll be obvious to him that I'm crying.
I stand up and go to my bathroom. I don't shut the door, but I pretend that I'm the only one in my dorm because that's how I feel right now. Alone.
I keep my face in my hands and wipe my tears with the sleeves of my shirt, trying my best to keep myself silent so he doesn't get too worried.
My mind spins and drowns in everything I can remember from the last week and then some. Seokjin knows what the cheerleaders did, he saw the evidence, Rebecca doesn't believe me about Jungkook, and what she saw when she came earlier must've looked a lot worse than her other assumptions, I was roofied last night and I don't know who it was, I could have been taken advantage of, I don't know for sure if I can truly trust Jungkook even after he's explained himself, and I was banned from a museum and who knows if the college knows about that yet?
Everything is spiraling in my head and I feel like there's no room for relief. So instead of laying down to cry, I'm standing silently in my bathroom with tears rolling down my cheeks but my sleeves are there to catch them.
"Ellie, c'mere." I hear Jungkook's calming tone and I peer over at him outside of the bathroom with his arms out for a hug.
I don't want to go to him for comfort, but I desperately need it in a time like this.
With small, insecure steps, I go to his open arms and he pulls me into a soft hug, his arms encircling my waist in a secure hold. He rests his chin on my head while I burry my face into his hard chest and let him hold me.
I cry harder now, feeling like my world is tipping and the only spark of light I see is Jungkook hugging me right now. He strokes my back comfortingly and I rest my cheek against his chest, knowing that I'm getting his shirt wet with tears but that seems to be the least of his worries.
As of right now, Jungkook is the umbrella in my rainstorm. I just hope this umbrella doesn't have a hole in it.
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