I sat there staring at the wall for what seemed like hours. Once the warm water trickled out and slowly grew ice cold, my mind was numb. All of my senses were numb. I didn't know what to do with myself. I felt every scrap of warmth leave my body as my teeth chattered. As I started to physically freeze into an ice cube, I forced myself to slowly pry my limbs from my body and get out of the shower. The metal of the water knob was as cold as ice. It took me at least 12 tries to actually grab it in my hand to twist it and turn the water off. My hand was still so numb that I couldn't grasp anything. As my body still shook like crazy, I stepped out of the tub and grabbed my towel. It was warm to the touch. My mom had just taken it out of the dryer. At least she knew I was home and didn't make me explain why. I was not ready for that...and honestly..I'm not even 100% sure why I came home...but I'm kind of happy that I did. Pulling my towel tighter around my body I scurried off to my room. I opened the door for the first time in weeks. I could tell that no one had been in there since I left. The air was slightly stale and the room was dark. Holding my towel around me with one hand, I quickly opened my window to let in a title wave of fresh, Crisp air. I could breathe again and it was wonderful.

I dressed in a pair of warm sweatpants and a T shirt before bundling up in my big fluffy blanket that had been awaiting my return. My mom eventually called me out of my room for dinner. My family and I sat quietly at the table and ate.

Not one of them brought up why I was home or even asked me any questions in general. I was screaming on the inside. With joy of course. No awkward or annoying questions, I didn't have to try and sensor funny but inappropriate stories of experiences that happened. No one would find out about the publicity mess I was wrapped up in. Nobody would know about the plethora of males that had been making their way into my life. It was as if none of it had happened.

I left out a loud sigh as my body relaxed. I sank deeper into my chair and began to dig into dinner. Everything was perfectly fine.

Until my dad opened his mouth.

"So...why are you home-?"

Screw you family. You ruined your perfect reputation.

Just as I was about to respond in a probably disrespectful and annoyed manner, the doorbell rang.

"Oh honey, that's probably the mail man, I'm expecting a package." My mom stated. "Would you please answer the door?"

With another small sigh I walked out of the kitchen and through the living room to the front door. I grasped the door knob before opening it.

"What the hell...?"

I couldn't believe who was at my front door.

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< Hey guys! As I continue writing this book I am going to continue writing and publishing a few other new works as well.
BUT
If you haven't heard, I am looking for covers before I'm going to be publishing them! I need covers for...

"Young Forever" A BTS Jin fanfiction

"The Magic of Kpop" A Seventeen wonwoo fanfiction

"Lost Boy" A Seventeen Mingyu Fanfiction

"Save Me" A BTS Jungkook fanfiction

Not only this, but I'm also looking for fan art for this book! So readers, SEND ME COVERS AND FANART. Getting messages and fan art from you guys inspires me to write so much more. ♡♡♡

THANKS~ >