Conscious

Jimin held onto my hands tightly but didn't say a single word as we headed home. I glanced at him, but he kept his eyes trained on the road ahead of us with a stern expression. I felt like crying, but I swallowed it and held back. Jimin is already upset. I shouldn't do this to him. The car came to a halt, so we quickly got off. We entered the mansion to find Taehyung resting on the couch with his phone in his hand. He glanced at us and froze when he noticed my smudged face. However, even before he got the chance to say anything, Jimin and I disappeared. I quickly showered and got ready for bed. Jimin gently held up my wrist to apply the cream around it. He wouldn't look at me for some reason.

"Are you mad?" I whispered, trying to catch his eyes. Jimin halted.

"Of course not. I'm just upset at myself for not being there sooner," Jimin sighed, squeezing my hands gently.

"It's not your fault," I pouted sadly at him. Why is he blaming himself?

"Araso, don't worry. Let's sleep," Jimin smiled, leaning over to peck me on the lips before putting away the cream. He still had the grim expression on his face though ... is he lying to me- Sora! Trust him, will you? Shaking off the thoughts, I fell asleep the instant I lay on the bed. I must be very exhausted.

To my surprise, Yoongi showed up at the university the next day. He sat in the far corner of the upper row by himself. I kept glancing at him worriedly. Why is he here? I felt as if I was going crazy the longer I stared at him. I felt responsible for everything. I tapped my feet repeatedly, waiting for the lecture to end. As soon as the class ended, I packed my things and left the lecture hall. Yoongi disappeared even before I could get to him. Where did he go?

"Oh! Noona!" Someone called out from behind me. I turned to find the Yangcha rushing up to me. It was the kid Minho bullied.

"Oh, Yangcha. How have you been?" I smiled, patting his shoulder. He looks a lot better now. He must be doing well. I'm happy for him.

"I'm fine, noona. I hope you're doing well too!" Yangcha cutely smiled at me. Just then, I caught a glimpse of Yoongi walking down the far end of the hallway. I have to go.

"Look, noona is in a hurry right now. How about we have ice cream after school?" I smiled, turning to grin at him. I really have to go..!

"Okay! I'll be waiting for you!" He smiled before jogging off in the opposite direction. I quickly dashed down the hallway, through the canteen, and up a few flights of stairs.

"Yoongi!" I called out. I was completely out of breath when I landed on the 6th floor. Why is he in this area of the university? The 6th floor is the auditorium, and it's usually empty unless there's an event. Yoongi turned to look at me with a dull stare.

"Yoongi!" I rushed after him when he quickly turned and walked away in a hurry. Why is he running away from me? I sprinted after him to grab his arm, so he hastily pushed my hands away in irritation. His reaction caused my heart to drop heavily.

"Wae?" I asked, grabbing onto his arm again. He quickly glanced away with a sullen look on his face.

"It's none of your business," He muttered, taking a step away from me. There were dark circles under his eyes. He needs help.

"Do you have it with you?" I asked, frantically searching his pockets. I won't let him do this to himself! I swiftly ran my fingers across his shirt's pocket when I felt it. I quickly slipped my fingers inside before pulling out a pack of the drugs. Yoongi tried to snatch it from me, but I took a step back in disbelief. Why is he still doing this? He collapsed yesterday!

"Give it back," Yoongi grumbled, placing his arms on his hips. I know I'm getting on his nerves, but I won't let him ruin himself!

"You have to stop. Yoongi-"

"I'm not stopping! Give it back!" Yoongi snapped angrily. Even if I die, I'll never let him do this alone.

"Whatever you need, I'll give it to you, but not this. I won't let you!" I stubbornly backed away as I clenched the package in my fist tightly. Even if he hurts me, I'm not gonna give up on him...

"Stop doing this! Don't fucking try to help me- if you're not gonna come back to me!" Yoongi angrily seethed as he tried to grab my arm, but I pushed him away.

"Yoongi, get it together! How can I not care about you-"

"Then why are you in his arms instead of mine?! Why is it that your happiness is Park Jimin?! Why is it that you walk away coldly whenever I try to reach you?! Tell me, Sora! TELL ME! WE ENTERED THIS GAME TOGETHER- I BEGGED YOU TO TRUST ME!" Yoongi bellowed in rage... veins slowly forming on his neck. I stood staring at him with my eyes wide open. Why is he asking me that? He was the one who tore down everything we had between us...

"YOU LEFT ME! WE PROMISED NOT TO LET GO OF EACH OTHER, BUT YOU CALLED IT FAKE LOVE! F-fake love? Really?" I cried, smacking his chest hard with my fist. Why is he guilt-tripping me when it was all his decision?!

"I WAS TRYING TO PROTECT YOU! BUT YOU LEFT-"

"IT CAN'T BE UNDONE! YOU CAN'T BE DOING THIS! THIS IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO DESTROY YOURSELF!" I screamed at him. Pain and anger erupted inside my chest. How could he be so foolish!? The drugs will kill him. He knows that!

"WHAT CAN I DO?! DID I ASK TO BE AN ALPHA?! WHEN MY PARENTS TRIED TO MURDER YOU- MY OWN PARENTS- I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING! NOTHING! NOTHING SORA! I WANTED TO PROTECT YOU, BUT I COULDN'T! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF THE PAIN I HAD TO BEAR!? IT KILLS ME, ALRIGHT?! ARGH! IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GET RID OF THE PAIN! SO DON'T COME RUNNING TO ME IF YOU DON'T PLAN ON RETURNING!" Yoongi gritted fiercely before stomping off in anger. I felt my chest churning in pain. So it is my fault? I'm responsible for all of this?

"Yoongi... YOONGI!" I quickly turned to chase after him, but Yoongi didn't stop. He quickly made his way down the stairs. My vision grew blurry as the tears swelled inside my eyes. I ran towards the intersection Yoongi disappeared into, but I was suddenly yanked backward.

"What are you doing?!" Taehyung snapped while glaring at me. I quickly turned to look for Yoongi. I have to get to him-

"What's this?" Taehyung asked, snatching the package of drugs from my palm. Darkness took over his expression as he stared at it.

"I- I have to-"

"I told you not to stay near him...," Taehyung gritted lowly... firing me a disappointed look.

"You knew he did drugs. And you want me to stay away from him? I can't do that. I'm sorry," I shook my head at him. I'm not like him. I'm not one of the ruthless alphas.

"You have nothing to do with him anymore! He tried to kill you-"

"It was his parents! He was protecting me! Even if I have nothing to do with him- I won't let him-"

"So what if he's protecting you?! You're with Jimin. How do you think he'll react?! You can't run after your ex-lover," Taehyung growled with his eyes bulging out in anger.

"I'm sure Jimin will understand! It's not like I'm gonna hide it from him! I'm just helping-"

"YOU DON'T KNOW PARK JIMIN! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW FAR HE'LL GO TO DESTROY HIS RIVALS! YOU. YOU'LL BE THE ONE CAUGHT IN BETWEEN THE FIGHT! YOU'LL BE THE ONE SUFFERING-"

"WHY WOULD JIMIN HURT YOONGI? I'M ONLY TRYING TO HELP! YOONGI IS LIKE FAMILY TO ME!" I roared, cutting Taehyung off. Taehyung stood staring at me speechlessly. He suddenly let out a mocking scoff. Why is he laughing? Is this a joke to him?? My blood started to boil in rage.

"Of course, you think you're always right. You never listen to me because you know. You know. You know someone will risk their life to save you. Sora, you can't keep doing this. We all have our limits. If you don't want to lose Jimin, then do as I say," Taehyung shook his head with a sarcastic smile. I clenched my fist as I felt the anger surging through me. Is he threatening me? Kim Taehyung, this isn't how you tame me. Without another word, I stomped off. I'm gonna prove him wrong.

"Do you know why the board meeting was canceled yesterday? The Min claimed one of the Park's most essential properties, including their home. They're trying to get rid of the Park. Why? Because they want to get rid of our alliances. They want to bring us down. And that includes you, Sora. If you let this go... Yoongi won't last long in the game, and no one will be hurt. But if you still insist, you'll lose Jimin for good. Even you and I can't protect him," Taehyung's voice rang down the hallway. I stopped dead in my tracks. My head started spinning at his words. So that's why Jimin was so reserved yesterday? Slowly... I unclenched my fist and turned to look at Taehyung.

"I might not know how this society works, but I won't let it happen, watch me," I smirked before walking off. To be honest, I know I'm screwed, and I have no plan in mind. This dilemma will end up killing me. I guess it's time to talk to someone who can help me. I held my chin high and made my way out of the university. I sternly instructed the driver to take me to my destination. They think I'm weak. I was, and I still am, but I will not let them break me. I've had enough of this. I won't become one of the murderous cold-hearted alpha they expect me to be. The car came to a halt, so I quickly got off and made my way into the gigantic luxurious building. As soon as I set foot into the building, people gasped and rushed all over the place. They bowed and led me up the building in fear.

"Ms. Jang! Mr. Jang is in a meeting-" I walked past the elderly woman with an unbothered look... straight towards the enormous black door. One of the secretaries rushed over to push the door open. Thud... Thud... Thud... My footsteps echoed throughout the bright room with a view of the entire city.

"Let's talk, appa," I smiled while staring at my father, who froze in his seat at my unexpected presence. He was talking to a man dressed in an expensive suit, but I don't fucking care.

I, Jang Sora, will play with the fire I've always been so afraid of.