Summary: BigHit thought it would be a good idea to have someone else be your boyfriend’s girlfriend. As in she walks around him and takes pictures with him for social media but he was all yours when he came home. That’s what you thought until he admits you’re actually the other woman and he’s been in a relationship the entire time you were dating. He’s just now telling you he wants to break up after you tell him you love him for the first time.
The restaurant was filled with people sitting around the two of you. Across the table was the man you’d fallen in love with but he had yet to say anything since you arrived. You watched him face to get a read on him but all you ended up focusing on was the details of the face you loved so much. He long eyelashes became apparent as he just stared down at the table. You focuses changes to look outside the window and across the street you see a sign about a movie night. Your lips curve into a smile and you look back at Taehyung.
“There’s going to be a movie night tonight. We should go together-”
“Y/N, Stop it..” He says with his deep voice.
Your smile begins to fade and you grow quiet.
“I don’t want you to make this harder than It already is. We both know why we’re here….” Taehyung adds.
You look down into your lap, trying to push down the overwhelming feeling to cry.
“I know. I just Don’t believe you.”
He finally looks at you.
“You’re lying when you say you don’t love me. You’re lying when you said you never loved me..You-…..We spent all that time together so don’t tell me that none of it meant nothing to you. I don’t even care if you’re still going to see her! I just want to be with you. Please, Tae.”
He sighs, knowing you wouldn’t just give up.
“I don’t love you. What did we do for the most part?”
You looked up at him, meeting eye to eye. He serious expression was a little intimidating but you had to respond.
“…What are you implying?”
Taehyung stood up from the chair, getting his wallet out of his
back pocket. He paid for your meal.
“Let’s not do this here. Come on, let’s go.”
You grabbed onto his arm, turning him around.
“Just answer me!” You finally cracked.
The whole place got quiet and people turned their heads to see
what was going on. When they took notice of the two of you people started to
recognize Taehyung and they took pictures. You knew this would be bad publicity
for him but nothing else matter to you than the fact that you were going to
lose him. He pulled his arm away from you slowly, leaving the restaurant alone.
You stood there in the middle of the place all by yourself. Before you could
stop yourself you chased after him.
“Wait! Just give me one week!”
He stopped walking on the sidewalk to turn around and look at
You ran over to catch up, looking up at him.
“If you stay with me for a week I’ll make this easy for you. No
strings attached and we can have a clean break-up….Please. I don’t know if I
can just get over you this easily otherwise.”
A look of pity swept across his face and he sighed once
“Fine. One week but Y/N. I love her and one more week with you
isn’t going to change that.”
You nodded. “I know…but can you at least act like you
love me for this last week?”
Taehyung looked down as if he was contemplating it but
eventually agreed. You had him for one more week and it didn’t even bother you
that it would be filled with fake love and meaningless sex. If you got to hold
his hand for just a little bit longer or see him smile at you one more time you
were happy. That in itself was sad but you were blinded from the stupidity of
it. The two of you went your separate ways home and you found yourself in
your bed checking twitter. Not to your surprise were pictures of you two at the
restaurant from earlier and people wondering who you were. You sighed knowing
this would cause slight drama for him but also felt he deserved it. You kept
replying the memories of you two that you cherished. You refused to believe
that he was using you for sex when he was always so sweet to you. Afterwards he’d
turn on the TV for the both of you and cuddle you until you fell asleep. The
night he thought you’d fallen asleep he kissed your head and whispered
something you knew was a lie.
“I love you…what bullshit…” You
mumbled to yourself.
Then you started to think
about all the times he invited you over with the boys and how well you all got
along. He’d sneak up behind you and scare you, making you both laugh. The
thought of him laughing back then feels so strange now. Why would he try so
hard to just hide the fact he never loved you? What did that girl have that you
didn’t? She never once interacted with the other boys, unlike you. From the
one time you met her she was high maintained and awfully stuck up. You couldn’t
help but wonder why someone as sweet-well who you thought was sweet, would end
up with someone like her. You reached for your phone off the night stand, dialing
the number and placing the phone up to your ear. You took a deep breath.
“Hey Jimin…are you busy?”
“Y/N I don’t think I should
be talking to you right now.” He stated, sounding sorry for you.
“P-please, just wait. I wanna
know what I did wrong and I know for a fact he won’t talk to me about this. If
you don’t know anything it’s okay…”
Jimin sighed. “It’s really
not what you think and it’s not my call to talk about this.”
“Did he really never love me?”
Jimin grew silent on the
“I think it’s best if you
just let him go. He can make his own decisions and he made it clear to us what
he chose. I’m really sorry. Things will get better, okay?”
“No, I get it. Thanks
anyways.” Your voice was starting to shake.
As you hung up the phone you
realized you couldn’t hold it back any longer, sobbing into your pillow. It
felt like a huge weight had been lifted when you finally ended up crying but
you also felt weak. Normally you wouldn’t be so hung up on a guy who cheated on
you but technically he was cheating on someone else with you. A text notification
went off, penetrating your train of thought. You wiped your eyes, checking to
see who it was.
“I’m coming over soon so be ready.”
You sat there trying to
figure out what he was talking about until you remembered what you had said
earlier about the movie night. You jumped up and rushed to get ready before he
showed up. If you had one week left you were going to make the most of it.
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[…] “Miss Mansfield does not even obey cliché No. 1 of the movie queen, which is to act bored with success. No teen-ager ever exhibited so much tenacity at seeking autographs as she does at signing them; she will stand in wind, rain or snow until her last admirer is satisfied.” LIFE Magazine - April 23, 1956
For Day 14 of 31 DIY’s Til Halloween, I dressed up as Tura Satana as Varla in the 1965 cult classic film “Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!” Varla is definitely one of my favorite badass female characters. This costume was so fun and easy to do, mostly because it’s pretty close to how I dress in real life! The movie ruuuules and I have an extra connection to it because my husband has called me Pussycat ever since we first started dating :)
I had to wear my corset with this look to recreate Varla’s killer curves. I’m wearing my Orchard Corset CS-426 authentic longline underbust corset in size 22" black satin, underneath all my clothes. That’s what that awkward string by my legs is - my corset laces! Don’t tie your laces around your waist because it will wear down the fabric of your corset, tie them in the back and tuck them in! Obviously I forgot. Ooops. All you need for this costume is black pants, the tighter the better (pretty sure she had some kind of slacks on in the movie but do I look like someone who owns slacks? So instead I wore black skinny jeans that are my basic work pants. I found mine at Sirens ages ago but you can find black skinny jeans anywhere these days. I’m also wearing a black button down shirt with ¾ sleeves (the same one I styled with my long black dress for my Lydia Deetz costume from Day 13!). A pushup bra helps if you’re not wearing a corset with this outfit. Google Tura Satana / Varla if you need a reminder of how in-your-face her cleavage was! I added her signature belt, a black belt with a square silver buckle. This is just my husband’s work belt that I borrowed from his closet. Your dads, brothers, boyfriends, husbands, etc. probably have one if you don’t! Varla wears tall black boots so I wore my vintage 90s chunky heel pleather boots. I thrifted them for $8 recently. Add some black gloves (mine are fake leather winter gloves) and you’re done!
Varla’s makeup involves major cateye eyeliner and vampy lips. I drew my eyebrows on a little more straight to look more like hers, and skipped the eyeshadow and instead focused on a super-dramatic winged eyeliner. If you don’t have black hair and short bangs, wear a wig, or faux bangs! Lipstick I’m wearing is MAC Russian Red.
Scarlett is built like a classic Hollywood movie star - never ending curves, the pouty lips, the golden locks and the smile that will drop you to your knees. However, it is only betrayed by her no nonsense attitude, her sharp wit, and self-deprecating sense of humor that truly defines her alluring charm. - Jeremy Renner