Fire
Next Morning
"Aigo! What a mess!" Someone shrieked, accompanied by loud footsteps. I groggily rolled over on the cold floor in exhaustion and shielded my eyes from the glowing sunlight.
"Get up! Get up! Why are you sleeping here?! You'll catch a cold!" The person gasps in a disappointed tone. Smack. Smack.
"Ah!" Jungkook and I both yelped, grabbing onto our butt in pain. I quickly got up with my eyes half open and squinted sleepily at imo, who was picking up the wine bottles scattered all over the floor. Why did she hit our butts???
"Aigo~ are you trying to shorten your life? Why did you drink so much? You should be accomplishing much greater things, but here you are, completely wasted," Imo grimaced at Jungkook and I in disappointment. Jungkook lazily pushed himself into a sitting position and leaned against the cupboard with his eyes closed.
"How dare you hit the alphas. I'm going to tell appa about this," Jungkook mumbled while rubbing his eyes as I pushed myself onto my feet.
"You've been reporting me to your father for over the past 10 years, yet I'm still here. Guess who's your father's favorite?" Imo ironically smiled at Jungkook while cleaning up our mess.
"I'm sorry," I suddenly burped out a foul alcoholic smell. Urgh... I shouldn't have drunk so much. I stooped down to help imo pick up the bottles just as Jungkook pulled himself onto his feet.
"Leave it here. Aigo~ I can't believe the two of you. How can you drink so much, oh? It looks like 20 people drank here... aigo~" Imo shook her head and took the bottle out of my hand.
"I'm sorry," I slightly bowed at imo, crawled up the stairs, and out of the liquor cellar to be greeted by the breezy morning air. The sun hadn't fully risen yet, so it was very cool. I stretched out my arms and loudly yawned before walking over to the bench by the water fountain, then sat down with my eyes closed.
"Aish... I can't believe she dared to hit me," Jungkook groaned, walking over to me with his eyes half-open. He slumped onto the bench, turned his body, and laid his head on my lap to face the sky.
"Get up," I grumbled, pushing his head off my lap, but he refused to budge. Instead, he closed his eyes and repositioned his head back onto my lap. Aish... we need to prepare for class. I really shouldn't have drunk last night. My head's aching. So I tilted my head backward, causing a surge of pain to spread across the back of my skull. Mohyah...? Did I hit my head last night? Did we fight?
"Yah. Did you hit me last night?" I murmured while rubbing the back of my head in confusion. I thought hard about last night, but I couldn't remember anything. I only recalled Jungkook talking about his mother. I didn't hurt my head when I entered the cellar. Did I accidentally hurt myself when I dozed off?
"Ani. I didn't. Don't you remember?" Jungkook shook his head and opened his eyes with his arms crossed over his chest. I glanced down at him in confusion.
"I can only remember up until you started crying... about your mother. Wae? Did I drunkenly hurt myself?" I asked, looking down at Jungkook as he stared at me with his head on my thighs. He suddenly reached out and cupped my cheeks with his hands, causing my heart to skip a beat.
"You don't remember? Like at all?" Jungkook asked, slightly tugging my face downward, making me lean down towards him.
"No, I don't remember," I shook my head cluelessly as he continued to stare at me with his hands over my cheeks. For a moment, he was lost in his own thoughts. Maybe he can't remember-
"Yah, pabo. You said I looked ugly while crying. You laughed so hard you hit your head against the cabinet," Jungkook suddenly released my cheeks and flicked me hard in the forehead, sending a surge of pain across my head.
"AH! YAH!" I cried, grabbing onto my forehead in pain. Ah... it hurts. Is he out of his mind!?
"That's for calling me ugly," Jungkook chuckled, staring up at me as I glared at him in irritation.
"Do you want to die?" I asked, stomping my legs against the ground- making Jungkook's head bounce uncomfortably on my lap.
"Hajima~!" Jungkook groaned, reaching out to squeeze my cheeks. But I quickly smacked his hands away in annoyance, so he repositioned his head on my lap again and wiggled his eyebrows at me with a teasing smile. Is he having fun?
"Aish. You're so annoying! I'll-" I quickly pulled my middle finger backward and was about to flick his forehead when Jungkook cutely shut his eyes and screwed his face in fear. I was going to take my revenge but abruptly stopped myself for no reason. I just sat there... staring at his innocent-looking face as he flinched at me... expecting me to flick him. My eyes drifted from his lips to his cute baby nose... to his closed eyes... fixing my eyes on a fallen eyelash below his left eye. Softly exhaling... I lowered my head towards his and lightly blew onto his face. Jungkook's eyes flung open at the unexpected breeze on his face. I hovered my face over his, so he stared up at me in silence as I gently brushed the eyelashes off his face with my finger. I gradually averted my eyes to his as the cold morning wind grazed us. A weird spasm of warmth began to spread across my chest the longer I stared at his huge doe eyes. We stayed in the same position without blinking and silently gazed at one another.
"Imo's upset, she ranted at me," Taehyung's deep voice uttered out of nowhere, sending a wave of panic throughout my body.
"Ah!- Kamjagiya!" Jungkook shrieked in shock. He fell off the bench and landed hard on the ground.
"How long were you standing there?" I coughed awkwardly at Taehyung, who was standing right in front of us with his arms crossed in a plain white T-shirt, black shorts, and a hairband holding back his hair.
"For a while now. I was anticipating the flick, but you didn't do it," Taehyung nodded at me blankly as Jungkook pushed himself off the ground with a flustered expression. Oh shit... he must've seen-
"Moh? Oh-oh!" I hastily flicked Jungkook on his forehead while he was squatting on the ground.
"Argh! Yah!" Jungkook cried in pain and fell back onto his butt while grabbing onto his forehead in pain. Fuck. I hope Taehyung didn't misunderstand.
"I'll g-go and get ready," I stuttered stiffly when I felt my cheeks heating up. I abruptly got onto my feet and was about to walk away-
"Are you running away from me?! Yah! Come back!" Jungkook shouted in irritation. Without warning, he leaped onto his feet and ran after me. Oh shit! He's too fast! I knew I couldn't outrun him, so I unconsciously grabbed Taehyung's arm and hid behind his back when Jungkook reached for me.
"Come out! Yah!" Jungkook smirked, trying to grab me.
"Go away!" I laughed, gripping Taehyung's shirt in panic. I swung Taehyung's body around to shield me from Jungkook while giggling at Jungkook's bright red forehead.
"Stop it~" Taehyung chuckled, trying to push Jungkook away from us.
"Ohoh! Are you protecting her? You're my cousin! You should be on my side!" Jungkook snapped at Taehyung in a joking tone.
"Andwae!" I screamed in panic when Jungkook almost caught my arm, but Taehyung quickly turned to block me.
"Hajima! Yah!" Taehyung laughed, playfully pushing Jungkook away. This is the first time I've ever seen Taehyung smile so brightly. He looked happy. I wonder why he chooses to hide his radiating smile... it really fits him.
"Yah~ you're unbelievable! Turn in the criminal!" Jungkook scoffed at Taehyung as he placed his hands on his hips and turned around in disbelief.
"Kaja!" Taehyung bellowed.
"Tae- AHHHHH! PUT ME DOWN!" As soon as Jungkook faced the other direction- Taehyung suddenly bent down to lift me off the ground, threw me over his shoulder, and sprinted away from Jungkook.
"M-Moh? Yah! Come back!" Jungkook turned around in confusion. He snapped his eyes towards us in shock, then chased after us at full speed.
"We'll fall! Hajima!" I screamed in tears of joy as Taehyung ran through the garden with me over his shoulder.
"You won't get far-" Jungkook yelled as he caught up to us, tackling Taehyung onto the ground.
"Arghh!" I yelped when Taehyung tumbled into the grass... sending me off him. Laughing in tears... I rolled on the grass and pushed myself up to find Taehyung and Jungkook panting heavily as they rested flat on the ground. Taehyung turned his head towards Jungkook, and they both burst out laughing.
"Aigo~ How cute," Mr. Jeon chuckled as he stood before us... sipping his cup of coffee.
"Oh! Good morning!" I quickly shot up and bowed at him in embarrassment.
"You're having a fun time," Mr. Jeon smiled at us. I quickly bowed again and left the two of them there as they dusted the dirt on their shirts. I went to my room, washed up, and got ready for class. Taehyung drove to the university on his usual black bike, so I left with Jungkook.
Flashback
Taehyung's POV
I hastily rolled off my bed to turn off the alarm and drowsily leaned against the bedhead. I need to talk to Jimin. What is he up to? We need a plan to counter Seokjin and Namjoon, and I need him to do some digging for me, but I rarely see him these past few days. Sora's trying her best to help us fix the mistake she made, not knowing how badly she messed up. Little does she know she's in more danger right now... more than she ever was. Seokjin has been patient with Sora, but he's losing it now because she kept provoking him. Everyone's afraid of Seokjin for a reason. He can easily wipe out any household with just a snap of his finger, and Sora is underestimating him. I ruffled my hair, pulled on a plain white T-shirt, and then put on my hairband to go for a morning jog. I did one round around the mansion's property and was making my way back when I noticed imo walking out of the cellar with a heavy bag in her hands.
"Boo!" I blurted, making her jump in panic.
"Ah! Aigo! Don't do this kind of thing! You're shortening my life!" Imo gasped in shock before turning to smack my arm. Smiling, I averted my eyes to the empty bottles in the bag.
"Mianhae. Oh? Did the elders have guests over?" I questioned while staring at the filled bag.
"It seems like it, but no. It's just Sora and Jungkook. I swear kids these days-"
"They drank all of this?" My jaw dropped in disbelief.
"Crazy, right? I found them unconscious on the cellar floor. It was a mess. How can a high-rank alpha drink so much? They're the heirs of the family! I doubt they're even healthy at this point... Aigo~ I'll never understand," Imo shook her head in disappointment as I helped her put the bag into a bottle depositing bin.
"I'll see you around. Take care," I smiled after patting Imo's tiny shoulder and walked off. I understand Jungkook's hurt because of Minah. But Sora? Wae? Did she fight with Jimin? I should've checked on her- I stopped dead in my tracks and turned stiff. Jungkook was resting his head on Sora's lap... on the bench with his hands cupped around her cheeks. They were whispering something to each other... a sharp puncture shot throughout my entire body. Jungkook suddenly flicked her forehead, so she leaned back in pain. I hastily took a step forward but instantly halted and clenched my jaws instead. She looked upset and started tapping her feet furiously to send Jungkook off her, so he quickly reached out to squeeze her cheeks like a dumpling, making me ball my hands into a tight fist. I felt unsettled. I didn't like it. I hate the way she's so comfortable with everyone... except me. Every time she looks at me... it was fear. It was always fear. Wae? Why is she so scared of me?
WHY IS SHE ALWAYS TENSED WHENEVER SHE'S WITH ME AND SO RELAXED WITH HIM? ALL I DID WAS PROTECT HER, YET SHE TREATS ME LIKE A BOMB! WAE!??
I shakily exhaled and was about to stomp off when she suddenly raised her fingers at Jungkook. He flinched, so I unconsciously paused again. I couldn't help but watch them. Her annoyed expression suddenly softened. She lowered her hand with a faint smile on her face. The stuffiness rapidly swelled inside my chest when she suddenly leaned toward Jungkook. Without realizing it, I began marching toward them. I almost got to them when Jungkook suddenly opened his eyes as she brushed her fingers over his cheek. At this point, I was shaking in jealousy. Why is she so tender with Jungkook and Jimin but not me? I was there for her from the beginning, but... instead of relying on me... she chose to distance herself. Just like everyone else. What am I? A monster? They keep treating me like one. I keep on losing the people I care for. I let Haerim go once... but I won't let it happen again. Not Sora, not her. Even if I have to wait for an eternity... I will make her realize that I am not the beast she thinks I am.
"Imo's upset, she ranted at me," I said dully. I will not lose her. Not again. I'll ruthlessly wreck whatever comes in between us. Jungkook and Jimin are no exception.
Sora's POV
It was a brief moment, but we were all happy. I haven't had a good laugh in a while. However, as soon as I stepped into the university, the happiness instantly vanished, replaced by a gloomy atmosphere instead. Everywhere I went, people stared. I didn't like the stares, so I stayed in the alpha building the entire day, and to my surprise, Seokjin and Namjoon showed up to class. They kept their spiteful eyes on me but didn't say anything and went to their seats. It was the second period of class when I noticed people gasping at their phones, then turned to stare at Jimin in shock. He was sitting at the back of the room by himself with a dim expression. What's going on? The bell rang, and the room burst noisily as people hurriedly poured out of the classroom. I turned to look for Taehyung and Jungkook, but they weren't in their seats. Where did they go?
"Curious about the gossip?" Minah asked, sitting down in front of me. I shot her an unwelcoming glare, then leaned back against my seat in annoyance.
"It's alright. I know you're still upset. But you really shouldn't miss out on the gossip," Minah pouted while crossing her arms as I dully averted my eyes to her.
"I'm not going to forgive you, but entertain me," I nodded at her with my unbothered expression.
"The Parks formed an official alliance with the Ryu," Minah shook her head in disbelief. At first, I couldn't comprehend what she was saying, so I sat staring at her in silence. The... Park...?
"Moh?" I finally blurted in confusion as soon as it hit me hard in the head. How is that possible?! Jimin-
"I know right? Everyone's shocked. The main problem is, it was Jimin's signature and not his parent's," Minah leaned forward with her eyes wide open. What the fuck?!
"Is it a part of your plan?" Minah asked as she gawked at me with curiosity.
"You must be kidding me," I lowly gritted in anger. I hastily got onto my feet and stomped out of the class as I felt my ears fuming in rage. How can he turn his back on Taehyung and I?! He asked me to trust him, and I did. I trusted him with my life- but to sign a contract without his parent's permission is too much-
"PARK JIMIN!" I bellowed at the top of my lungs when I found him flirting with So-young by the lockers. He was laughing so brightly... as if nothing had happened. His smile suddenly faded as soon as he saw me marching up to him.
"Someone seems upset," So-young smirked, sideways eyeing me. Oh, I want to punch her in the face.
"What do you think you're doing?! How can you form an alliance with her without your parent's acknowledgment?!" I snapped angrily at Jimin, who was blankly staring at me. Is it even him in there?! He seems like a completely different person. What the hell is wrong with him?!
"I'll talk to them at home," Jimin dully glanced at me. A piercing pain stung my chest as I stood searching his eyes for hints of answers, but it was empty.
"Do you even realize-"
"I know what I'm doing, Sora. I'm doing what's best for my household. Unlike you, So-young can help me stabilize my position," Jimin sighed, placing his hands in his pocket. I couldn't believe my ears. W-what did he say? My heart began pounding in pain as I bitterly stared at him.
"You-"
"You can't protect him. We all know you're the supreme alpha today, but how long can you hold the title? Your household is too unstable to side with. Did you expect Jimin to sink with you? Of course, he won't let it happen. And it's me that he needs. Not you," So-young spat, smugly walking up to me. She thinks she's the winner...? That's hilarious.
"You know what. Have it your way. I'm done," I darted Jimin a piercing glare before stomping down the stairs and out of the building. He can do whatever the fuck he wants! I'm done playing his fucking game! I let him deceive me into believing he's doing it for us, but no, So-young's right. He's killing two birds with one stone. Even if I fall in two weeks, he'll still survive under her protection.
"Where's Jimin?!" Jungkook roared. He was boiling in anger as I got to the exit of the university.
"I've already talked to him. It was his choice. We have to head home," I shook my head, grabbing onto Jungkook's arm, then steered him back towards the parking lot.
"No-"
"We can't get anything out of him here. The bitch is always around him. He's faking it," I shook my head in distress when Jungkook refused to leave.
"You still trust him? Even after he signed the contract?! Sora, signing a contract without his parent's consent isn't a joke-"
"I know! That's why we have to head home! We can't fix this on our own! We need the elders! And-... I believe Jimin has his reasons. He can only talk freely at home," I muttered as tears built up inside my eyes... pain endlessly hammering onto my chest. Argh! Why do I still trust him?! The answer is right in front of me, yet I keep on denying it and choose to believe he's still with me! Wae!? Why am I like this?!
"Aish!" Jungkook angrily ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and dragged me out of the university. He slammed his car door shut, and we hurriedly raced home.
"Imo, where are the elders?" I quickly asked Imo, who was assigning roles to a few maids by the dining room.
"I heard the news. I'm sure they'll be home soon, don't worry," Imo anxiously patted my upper arm.
"FUCK!" Jungkook suddenly kicked the wall in anger, startling imo and I.
"Young master, please refrain from damaging the wall," Imo shot Jungkook a disappointed look, so Jungkook rolled his eyes in irritation.
"Where's Taehyung?" I asked, walking back into the living room, just as Jimin came striding in. He stopped dead when his eyes met mine. I stood quietly staring at him. I'm lost... I don't know what to do. Whatever he did... I can't tell if he actually meant it or not. All I know is that his presence pains me.
"Sora-"
"THERE YOU ARE- YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Jungkook roared, dashing towards Jimin and slammed his fist hard into Jimin's left cheek- sending him onto the floor.
"FUCK OFF!" Jimin howled, pushing Jungkook off him, and began striking Jungkook with all his might.
"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE?! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO SORA-"
"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" Jimin bellowed just as Jungkook slammed his fist hard into Jimin's nose, and the next moment they were in a bloody mess with blood dripping all over the marble floor.
"Stop fighting!" Imo shrieked in panic as she tried to stop them from ripping each other into pieces. But of course, they were too strong for her because Jimin suddenly hauled Jungkook into the flower vases... sending it shattering onto the floor with a loud crash. Jungkook tumbled to the floor, grabbing onto his left arm in pain as blood trickled down his sleeves. Jimin hastily kneed Jungkook square in the face, so Jungkook collapsed onto the floor... grunting in pain.
"YOU'RE BOTH BLEEDING! STOP IT!" Imo cried in fear as the maids rushed up to us. Jimin was panting heavily with a bloody nose and bruised lips. He darkly looked up at me as Jungkook rolled on the floor.
"Sora- AH!" Jimin limped towards me, but Jungkook suddenly spun his legs, slamming it hard against Jimin's shin, hurling Jimin flat onto the shattered glasses. Jimin groaned, flipping onto his back just as Jungkook launched onto Jimin with a piece of sharp glass and was about to stab him, but Jimin caught Jungkook's arms in time.
"I'm going to kill you!" Jungkook roared, fiercely thrusting the glass toward Jimin's neck. Jimin's face turned red as he pushed back with all his might, but he was struggling because Jungkook was roughly pinning him down with his legs.
"GET THE GUARDS!" Imo screamed in horror as the two alphas wrestled each other on the bloody ground. Jimin was losing his energy as the sharp edge of the glass came closer and closer to his bare neck. Jungkook, on the other hand, viciously shoved the glass harder toward Jimin's bare flesh. The glass must be cutting through Jungkook's palm because he's bleeding nonstop. I stood... motionlessly staring at Jimin... struggling to save himself. I knew I shouldn't intervene, but the pain kept thundering inside my chest. Jimin's suffering... and my heart's aching to see him in pain.
"Hajima!" I snapped, rushing towards them, and harshly shoved Jungkook off Jimin, sending him tumbling onto the floor. Tears began rolling down my cheeks as I quickly turned towards Jimin, who was severely bleeding.
"S-Sora...," Jimin whispered, grabbing onto my hand with his bloody hands. I shakily placed my palm against Jimin's bloody cheeks. My heart's breaking into pieces... as much as I am upset at him for what he did- I couldn't- I couldn't stand watching him suffer. Argh! I'm going crazy!
"He has to die!-" Jungkook angrily launched with the sharp glass aimed right at Jimin. And without hesitation, I shielded Jimin with my arms spread open. Jungkook's eyes flew open in horror as he violently halted before me. The sharp edge of the glass barely pressing against my bruised neck. Jungkook's eyes glowed in tears as he stared at me in disbelief.
"P-Please don't hurt him. Jebal...," I sobbed in pain as Jungkook stared at me with a betrayed glare.
"S-Sora, he backstabbed you," Jungkook stuttered in tears. I know Jungkook-ah... I know he did... and I'm a fool for protecting him. I'm sorry... I'm really sorry.
"I still love him. I'm in pain. Jebal...," I choked, protectively backing against Jimin to wrap my arms around him. Jungkook stood watching me with his mouth hanging open in disappointment. A single teardrop slipped down his cheek as he fired me a disapproving glare. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, but I can't let you hurt him. My heart won't let me... I'm in pain.
"ARGH!" Jungkook bellowed, violently hurling the piece of glass hard onto the floor, shattering it into pieces. I exhaled in relief and turned to stare at Jimin as heavy tears slid down my cheeks. Jimin clenched his fists and closed his eyes in relief. He slowly opened his eyes and tried to say something to me, but he couldn't... instead- he stared at me with tears in his eyes. He's in pain... a lot of pain... but why can't he stop it? Why is he doing this when it's killing him?
"What in the bloody hell just happened?" Mr. Jeons came striding in with Mrs. Jeon, the Kims, and The Parks.
"Oh, my kookie~!" Mrs. Jeon quickly rushed up to Jungkook in horror. She looks really concerned, but is she really genuine...?
"Don't touch me!" Jungkook spat, tugging his wounded arms away from his stepmother as he glared at Jimin, who was now on his feet with a bloody nose, split lips, and little cuts all over his arms.
"Gwaenchana?" I gulped, turning to Jimin as a hot lump formed in my throat. My heart's aching. What have I gotten myself into? This love... It's so poisonous. Why am I protecting someone who turned his back on me? Why do I still care for him when my heart's completely wrecked...? Wae...?
"I'm sorry," Jimin shook his head, guiltily leaning against the couch for support.
"Where's the contract? Give it to me. I can't believe you're so irresponsible!" Mr. Park snapped at Jimin in anger.
"I- I can't give it to you," Jimin swallowed apologetically at his father.
"What do you mean?! What are the terms?! I'm sure we can handle it-"
"There's nothing you can do! We're their official ally now!" Jimin snapped in frustration, causing his father to fall silent, bewildered by his son's words.
"Do you hear that, Sora? Why... Why are you still protecting him?" Jungkook asked in a broken voice. Nan molla. I don't know why I'm protecting him despite the damage he caused! It kills me to see him in pain.
"J-Jimin... hand it over... jebal," I shakily begged as a stream of tears flowed down my cheeks. I desperately reached out to squeeze his cold hand. Jimin fell silent and stared at our hands. His eyes... it's in pain... it's as if he's crying for help, but he can't voice it out loud. Sora! He doesn't care! Why do you keep on making up excuses to embrace his faults?!- I know him! He's in- No, you don't know him! He left you!
"I- can't. It's too late," Jimin shook his head as a single tear slid down his cheek. Before anyone could say anything else- Jimin quickly let go of my hand and dashed out of the mansion.
"PARK JIMIN!" His father roared after him. But Jimin took one of the cars and sped out of the mansion. In my entire life... I've never felt so betrayed. I sobbed in distress when I felt the violent pain stabbing against my chest... It was so painful I could hardly breathe. He really left... he left me... he asked me to trust him... yet he left.
"We'll fix this-" My mind completely shuts off when the elders start discussing with each other. I feel dizzy...
"What's going on?" Taehyung suddenly bursts into the mansion, baffled by the commotion. His face turned pale when his eyes landed on me.
"He refused to hand in the contract," Jungkook spat while glaring at me.
"He left? You let him leave?" Taehyung questioned, turning to stare at Jungkook in disbelief.
"I tried to kill him but-"
"I begged Jungkook not to hurt him," I chuckled emptily as Taehyung dimly turned to stare at me. I didn't need to say anything else, so I left the living room and went to my bedroom. I thought I could trust Jimin because we were in love... but love kills... love is the most dangerous form of trust because the person has the ability to destroy you mentally and physically whenever they want to. And you won't be prepared for it. The worst thing is... you let them break you... no matter how badly they mistreat you... you end up forgiving them.
I filled the bathtub, undressed my feverish body, and slid under the cold water. I didn't turn on the heater because I didn't want to comfort my pain. I closed my tearful eyes... and submerged under the water. Should I kill myself? People will keep on suffering if I keep on living. Jungkook... Taehyung... Yoongi... Minah... Hoseok... Minho... Mira... they're all suffering because they choose to be on my side... and Jimin- He finally left for his own good. It's my fault- No, it's not your fault!- Yes it is! My chest began to burn for oxygen the longer I stayed under the freezing water... Sora! Don't do this- I don't want to live anymore- I tightly clenched my fist to resist the urge to breathe- YOU ARE NOT DYING TODAY!
I abruptly forced myself out of the water and frantically coughed for air while gripping the edge of the tub in pain. F-fuck... it's cold. I weakly thrust myself out of the tub, stumbling towards the robe, and quickly wrapped it around me. I pulled on my clothes and slid down against the wall. My body shivered hopelessly, so I gripped my robe and sobbed in silence. I'm numb... the pain's gone, and I can't feel anything but the emptiness within my chest. Why don't I have the courage to end it with Jimin? It wasn't as bad with Yoongi, so why can't I end it with him?- You should feel sorry for Jungkook and Taehyung. Not Jimin. This is all because of my thoughtless acts... in the end, they're all suffering because of me. I finally got up after rubbing my tears and walked out of my room to find Imo sighing gloomily.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I walked up to her.
"Jungkook refused to eat, and Taehyung left the mansion again. The elders are also having a hard time dealing with the situation right now. Mrs. Park fainted after you left," Imo shook her head sadly.
"You should get some rest. I'll talk to Jungkook," I weakly smiled at her and carefully lifted the food tray from the cart. Imo nodded sadly and left. Sighing, I walked towards Jungkook's room and knocked, but there was no answer.
"It's me. I want to talk. Please?" I spoke in an apologetic tone, weakly resting my head against the door in desperation, but there was still no answer.
"If you don't open the door- I will tell Minah you want to get back with her-" The door suddenly swung open, sending me stumbling into the room. The tray slid from my hand, but Jungkook firmly grabbed onto my arms to balance it.
"If you're here to make me eat-"
"Who says I'm here to make you eat? I'm hungry. I'm here to eat," I pushed past him and settled the tray down on his coffee table. I plopped down on the floor and began unpacking the food as he stared at me with a dumbfounded face.
"Go and eat in your room-"
"I'm a bit sad, you see. I don't want to eat alone," I cheekily smiled at Jungkook before pushing a spoonful of food into my mouth. Being broken doesn't really help, so I'll pretend to be okay until I feel better. I'll fake it until I make it.
"Aish. You're so-"
"Sit down. Hurry!" I quickly tugged his arm to shut him up from complaining too much.
"Ah! Yah!" Jungkook grimaced, clenching his bandaged hand in pain.
"Does it h-hurt?" I mumbled with a mouthful of food, so Jungkook shot me a disgusted look.
"Of course, it hurts! Are you crazy!?" Jungkook scoffed in disbelief as he settled down next to me.
"You gripped on the glass so hard back then-"
"It didn't hurt when it cut me, but it's aching now," Jungkook muttered while staring at his left hand in discomfort. I guess he was too mad to even feel the pain when he fought with Jimin.
"Eat up," I insisted, grabbing onto his wounded hand, causing his jaw to drop in agony.
"AH- ARK-djfakhkasdjam!" Jungkook was about to scream, but I pushed a spoonful of food into his mouth and placed my hand over his lips to stop him from spitting it out.
"Eat. You need to live," I smiled as Jungkook glared at me with his angered doe eyes. Jungkook quietly chewed, so I gently patted his hand to soothe the pain I caused.
"Yah. Do you have a death- arkkandvdsbdjhsefw!" Jungkook quickly swallowed his food and was about to threaten me, but I pushed another spoonful of food into his mouth to stop him from talking. Why won't he shut up...?
"Eat up. We can talk afterward," I muttered as he shot me a frustrated look. Jungkook's mouth was full of food, so his cheeks inflated like a hamster. He grumpily chewed and glanced away.
"I will- tsk. Did you think you could get me again?" Jungkook smirked, grabbing my wrist when I tried to feed him again.
"Eat it, or I'll- arkdjhdefbbdakjd!" Jungkook suddenly pushed the food into my mouth without warning, making me choke. He quickly covered my lips, so I couldn't spit it out either. I let out an unsteady huff and chewed the food. Jungkook smiled and let go of me after I swallowed the food. Aish... he didn't have to forcefully feed me. I was already eating...
"Now that we're full. You can-"
"I'm sorry," I pursed my lips with my eyes trained on him. Jungkook shot me an uneasy look.
"You should be!" Jungkook snapped as he gulped the water to push the food down his throat.
"I couldn't stand it," I whispered while staring at my hand as the room grew quiet.
"I couldn't stand watching him suffer. I know I shouldn't have shielded him. But I couldn't help it. It's the things you do for love, isn't it?" I chuckled in guilt.
"I get it," Jungkook sighed. He was staring blankly at the wall.
"You do?" I asked, turning to look at him.
"Yeah. Love's the most dangerous emotion... some love is easy... you hurt a little at the end, and then you move on. But there's the poisonous love... it's as if you're trapped in it... it kills you... it breaks you... it destroys you... yet... you can't escape... and despite all the aching discomfort... you still choose to believe in the good of a bad person. You choose to helplessly hope that they'll return... but no. They're long gone. And we're here... alone... broken... yearning for their nonexisting love. It's pathetic," Jungkook muttered, sadly staring at me.
"Is that what you felt with Minah?" I questioned quietly.
"No. Minah and I, we were always off and on. We're perfect for each other, but we aren't good for each other. I care for her, but... I don't think it was ever love. For some reason, I just felt comfortable having her around me, that's it," Jungkook shrugged. How is he so dumb?
"You are stupid," I sniggered, glancing away in disbelief.
"Wae?! Why would you say that!" Jungkook scoffed at me with his eyes wide open.
"Yah. You don't even know her favorite scent. You assumed she liked lily, but it was roses," I shook my head at him. Jungkook froze in confusion as he thought hard about it. Is he really that oblivious?
"Aish! Nan molla! Go to bed! I'm tired!" Jungkook finally snapped in annoyance and tugged me onto my feet.
"Araso," I nodded and slumped down on his couch.
"What are you doing?" He asked while staring at me in confusion.
"Can't you see? I'm sleeping here," I grinned at him.
"Yah-"
"Take out the trash. I'm tired," I yawned, snuggling into the couch before Jungkook could finish his sentence. The room fell silent for a moment, and then I heard the plates clattering as Jungkook struggled to carry it out of the room. The door opened and shut.
"You are a psychopath," Jungkook's voice muttered from somewhere just as something soft landed on me.
"Gomawo," I smiled with my eyes closed while pulling the blanket over me. It's not very comfortable, but at least Jungkook is nice enough to offer me a blanket. And I must be really exhausted from the intense day because I immediately fell asleep on the couch as soon as Jungkook turned off the lights.
Next Morning
Did I dream...? No. I don't remember anything but blackness. I guess I was too tired to even dream. I stirred and pulled the blanket over my head to shut out the beaming sunlight. I dozed off for another minute, then grumbled under my breath before rolling over to press my face into the soft mattress... mattress? Wait. I sleepily pushed myself up to find myself sitting on a bed. Didn't I sleep on Jungkook's couch last night...? Or was it a dream?
"Oh...," I quietly trailed off when I found Jungkook sleeping on the couch instead. Awe. Did he switch when I was asleep? He always acts like an asshole, but he's really sweet sometimes. Smiling, I got off the bed and went up to him.
"Wake up, we'll be late," I tapped his shoulder, making him groan.
"What time is it?" Jungkook muttered with his eyes closed.
"We have about an hour," I replied, turning to check the clock.
"Aish," Jungkook mumbled, pushing himself off the couch with his eyes barely open.
"By the way, thanks for switching with me," I smiled at him.
"Moh?" Jungkook turned to look at me in confusion.
"Thanks, for-"
"Ahhh. Did you think I wanted to switch? Are you crazy? You forced me to. You woke up in the middle of the night, rolled onto my bed while I was sleeping, and kicked me off my own bed, claiming the couch was too uncomfortable. This girl- yah... are you serious? You're such a pervert too," Jungkook's eyes flew open in annoyance. He began ranting at me, waving his hands all over the place to express his frustration.
"Oh," I said shortly. Did I really kick Jungkook out of his own bed? I don't remember doing that- aish whatever. He's still an asshole then. Before he could say anything else- I quickly rushed out of his room and got ready for class. Jungkook and I drove to the university as usual and went to class. Jimin and Taehyung didn't show up to class, but So-young did. She kept glaring at me for no reason, so I figured she was mad at me for what happened to Jimin. The day went by pretty quickly, and I managed to pull through it without arguing with anyone. I spent my free afternoon period in the alpha's lounge... waiting for Jungkook to finish his class when the alphas suddenly burst into the room. Class must've ended. Minah darted me a weak smile as she sat beside Hoseok at the far end of the room while Minho and Mira made out in the corner.
"Aish," Jungkook groaned, collapsing beside me, and leaned back against the couch with his eyes closed.
"Wae? Did something happen?" I asked while staring at the scratch on his upper cheekbone, which he got from the fight with Jimin.
"This is annoying," Jungkook muttered, lifting up his bandaged left hand.
"Does it still hurt? You should get it checked again. At least it's your left-" I slowly trailed off when So-young stomped up to me in her mini short skirt and shiny black heels. Here comes trouble.
"You are a bitch," She spat at me. The fuck...? The whole lounge fell silent as they all turned to stare at us.
"Excuse me?" I huffed while staring at her as she stood hovering above me.
"Just because you're the supreme alpha- doesn't mean you can go around beating people, forcing them to submit to you," So-young glared at me.
"Did I hurt someone?" I scoffed cluelessly. Jungkook sat up straight and raised his eyebrows at So-young.
"Yah. Don't play dumb with me! Jimin's a mess because of-"
"He deserved it. And it wasn't Sora. It was me," Jungkook dawdled, waving his wounded hand at So-young. She shot him a furious glare. She's only a rookie alpha here... yet she's acting like she's the top player...? Is she trying to be fearless by confronting me..? What a mistake.
"Of course it was you. Of course, you did it for her. She's a slut-"
"SAY THAT AGAIN," Taehyung suddenly burst into the room. Everyone gasped at him in shock when he stormed towards us with a few fresh scratches on his face and the corner of his lips were bleeding. Did he get into a fight? Who did he fight with...? His hair and clothes are a mess.
"Wae? What are you going to do? Did she successfully seduce you too?" So-young smugly crossed her arms, turning to face Taehyung. What's the matter with her? Why is she picking on me?
"IF YOU'RE SO BRAVE, THEN SAY IT AGAIN," Taehyung sneered at her with his deadly eyes. I shot up in anger and was about to confront her when Jungkook roughly tugged me back down. I landed on his lap, so he quickly secured his arm around my waist to stop me from moving. What the hell?!
"What are you-"
"You stained your skirt! If you get up again, you'll embarrass yourself!" Jungkook whispered fiercely at me, firmly gripping onto my wrist. I'm on my period? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment.
"Shit, it's early..." I whispered in shock. Why didn't I know? And why is it so early?! My menstrual cycle is a mess thanks to my fucked up mentality. Everyone's staring at us. Aish. This doesn't look good at all.
"Oh. Now you're sitting on him? Taehyung-shi, I told you she's a slut- ah!" So-young briefly glanced at me as I sat on Jungkook when Taehyung suddenly snatched her throat with his right hand... making her choke in terror.
"Who do you think you are...? Who are you trying to impress with the boldface? A lower rank, having the guts to disrespect the supreme alphas. Did you think you could get away with it just because you successfully lured Jimin into signing the contract with you?" Taehyung darkly tilted his head as So-young struggled to gasp for air. She smacked Taehyung's arm repeatedly to free her, but he refused to loosen his grip. Taehyung stood glaring at her with his burning eyes... fear filled the room as everyone stared at Taehyung's murderous energy with their mouth hanging open.
"Y-You... will- die," So-young stuttered at Taehyung. Infuriated, he suddenly tightened his grip around her neck in anger. Her face turned purple as she painfully whimpered between his grip... desperately gasping for air... weakly clawing onto Taehyung's veiny arm. No one said a word as they watched her thrash around for her life.
"No. Your arrogance will get you killed," Taehyung suddenly thrust her hard, making her fall onto the floor with a loud thud. So-young painfully coughed and gripped her neck in fright. Everyone unconsciously touched their neck in fear as they stared at the bruises around So-young's neck.
"Come on," Taehyung suddenly grabbed my arm, but Jungkook refused to let me go, so Taehyung fired him a warning glare.
"She's on her period. Give her your jacket," Jungkook quietly glared at Taehyung. He anxiously averted his eyes to me, then softened his grip. Taehyung quickly took off his leather jacket and tossed it at me before striding out of the lounge. So I pulled Taehyung's oversized leather jacket over my body and got to my feet.
"Okay, it's covered," Jungkook nodded, cautiously eyeing my lower body as he got onto his feet. So-young was still on the floor, gagging in pain as she rubbed her aching neck in discomfort. The alphas slowly got up and left the room without helping her. No one dared, of course. They're all scared of Taehyung. No one's stupid enough to provoke Taehyung unless it's Seokjin or Namjoon.
"Are you indirectly threatening me?" Seokjin asked, shooting me a baffled look.
"Tsk. Are you actually afraid?" I rolled my eyes at Seokjin, who quickly glared at me and left with the others. So-young looked up at me in tears as I stood looming over her... despite the public humiliation- she still glared at me. The courage it takes...
"I told you it wasn't me. You see... when a little weed sprouts in the garden, no one notices it until it starts infesting the other flowers and plants. When the grass grows too tall, it gets chopped off, and the weed gets plucked out of the beautiful garden. Why? Because the garden is home to delicate flowers and other worthy plants, not some worthless weeds. Oh. I don't think you should talk after getting your windpipe strangled- you might get a brain tumor and die a horrible death," I smirked at her and was about to leave the room when Jimin came bursting in with a petrified expression. My chest swelled in pain when I turned to find him staring at me. He averted his eyes to So-young with an upset frown.
"What did you-"
"She deserved it," Jungkook dully turned to stare at So-young and tugged me out of the room.
"Where are you going- oh. Minah?" I asked Jungkook in confusion when he dragged me down the hallway. We turned the corner to find Minah waiting by the restroom. Jungkook gulped at Minah and turned the other way, leaving me with her.
"Come on," Minah muttered as she eyed Jungkook, who was awkwardly staring at the post-board to avoid her.
"What. What's going on?" I asked in confusion when she pulled me into the girl's restroom and settled a bag on the sink.
"I have an extra skirt you can borrow. And pads," Minah nodded at the bag while leaning against the sink. I quickly took it, went into a stall, and got changed. Aish... this is so embarrassing!
"Early or late?" Minah asked when I stepped out with my stained skirt carefully placed in the bag.
"Early. Jungkook saw it, so he made me sit on him because he was afraid I'd stain the couch," I answered while I washed my hands.
"He didn't talk to me ever since the incident. Ignored all my texts and calls. But then he suddenly texted me saying he needed me to help you with some women's problem," Minah scoffed, turning to smile at me.
"I think he needs a little more time. But he's doing alright if you're wondering," I glanced at Minah through the mirror.
"I know. I've settled things with Hoseok. I just need to resolve it with Jungkook when he's ready," Minah nodded, glancing down at her feet.
"YAH. WHAT'S TAKING YOU SO LONG?!" Jungkook suddenly called from the entrance of the restroom, startling Minah and I.
"DON'T WORRY, I DIDN'T MURDER HER," Minah loudly yelled back at him.
"I should go. Thanks, by the way," I smiled at Minah. I can't really blame her, can I? She was clueless about our plan. Love works in mysterious ways. She was in love with someone else and she couldn't help it. It's Hoseok that I should be upset with.
"IF YOU DON'T COME OUT NOW, I'LL BREAK INSIDE," Jungkook roared again.
"No problem, I owe him. You should leave before he breaks in here," Minah nodded. So I quickly walked out just as Jungkook took a step forward... making me bump hard into his chest.
"Yah! It's a lady's room! Are you crazy?!" I snapped, smacking Jungkook in annoyance.
"I-I can't trust-"
"I seriously didn't harm an inch of her hair," Minah dawdled, walking out of the bathroom and left us before Jungkook could respond to her. He stood quietly glaring at Minah as she disappeared around the corner. Jungkook and I finally left the alpha building and made our way toward the parking lot.
"Can we get hot chocolate on our way home?" I asked, pulling Taehyung's heavy jacket around me. Why would he wear this all the time? It's so heavy!
"Yeah, sure. Oh- oh shit. I forgot the keys. Head out first. I'll meet you at the parking lot," Jungkook frantically searched his pockets in panic before rushing back inside. So I turned and walked towards Jungkook's red Lamborghini. I instantly tensed up when Namjoon suddenly appeared... gradually walking towards me.
"How's life?" Namjoon smirked at me.
"Good. But even better in two weeks," I smugly smiled. Seokjin might be the supreme alpha, but the one I should fear is Namjoon. He's probably the most dangerous alpha in this society.
"Awe. Good luck with your internal issues with the Park and the Jung's betrayal," Namjoon chuckled sarcastically and strode away.
"You've got a stain on your sleeves. I hope you don't end up staining your life as well," I shouted at him as he walked away in his gray hoodie. The sleeves of his hoodie were stained with black ink, so I used it as an opportunity to mock him. Namjoon didn't say anything and walked away.
Jungkook finally returned with his keys, and we left the university. Jungkook and I decided to stop by Bogum's cafe to grab some drinks, so Jungkook parked from across the street, and we quickly got off. An elderly man passed by me with a heavy stack of cardboard in his arms, so I quickly backed against the car to make way for him. We then crossed the street and entered the cafe.
"Annyeonghaseyo- oh. Are you here to see our boss? He didn't come to work today," The staff greeted me as we entered.
"Ani. I'm not here to see him. I'd like to have a hot chocolate-"
"Make it two and a chocolate cake," Jungkook muttered while staring at the menu.
"Is he your boyfriend?" The staff asked while staring at Jungkook in awe.
"N-no. He's just a friend," I shook my head awkwardly at the staff, who kept eyeing Jungkook as she checked out our orders.
"So he's single? Wah... How did you find such a handsome friend," The staff whispered, smiling at me. Jungkook suddenly laughed but quickly held it in and pretended to read the menu. He's enjoying the attention...
"Yeah, let me tell you a secret. He's single because he's not a good person. He's crazy-"
"Yah. You do realize I can hear you, right?" Jungkook asked, turning to glare at me.
"Just saying," I shrugged, then grinned at the staff before sliding my card to pay for our drinks.
"Yah. You should've let me pay-"
"It's fine," I shook my head as we headed towards the seat by the window.
"I'm a decent man. You shouldn't ruin my reputation- you must be kidding me," Jungkook scoffed in disbelief as he stood staring at the customers entering the cafe. It wasn't just any customers... it was... Jimin and So-young. My heart sank. So-young wrapped a scarf around her neck to cover her bruises, and she seemed very upset.
"Should I change the order to takeout?" Jungkook asked, turning to look at me just as Jimin turned and caught my eyes. Pain pierced my chest the moment our eyes met. He then averted his eyes away as if he didn't see me and placed his arm around So-young's shoulder.
"No. It's okay," I bit onto my lower lips and firmly sat down, so Jungkook settled down on the opposite from me. So-young spotted us too. She first glared at me, then quickly turned to kiss Jimin on the lips.
"Aish. Does she even know you're still together? And why the hell are you still together with that asshole?!" Jungkook snapped, darting the couple a disgusted look before turning to me as if I were nuts.
"Oh. We're still together. I don't know why we're still together," I shrugged, sternly staring at the couple as the staff settled our drinks and cake.
"You're unbelievable, jinja," Jungkook shook his head in disappointment as he sipped his hot choco. I was hurt, but I suppressed my feelings and kept my eyes on them.
"Do you want some?" Jungkook asked, offering me his chocolate cake, but I shook my head and kept on watching Jimin. He was laughing with So-young at the other end of the cafe. For some reason, the longer I stared, the less I felt. So-young gloomily shook her head at Jimin, and in response- he wrapped his arms around her and pecked her on the cheek to cheer her up.
"How is he even in the mood for love after getting beaten up by Taehyung and I," Jungkook grimaced, shaking his head at me in disbelief.
"He fought with Taehyung?" I asked, turning to look at Jungkook in surprise.
"I broke his nose and split his lips yesterday. He came in this afternoon with a bruised cheek and freshly cut scratches. Taehyung was a mess too, so they obviously fought," Jungkook shrugged, finishing his cake. I turned back towards So-young, who shot me a devious smirk before pulling Jimin into a deep kiss.
"Alright. I'll end it," I quickly got onto my feet, feeling nothing but the hollowness inside my chest. I can't do it anymore.
"What? What are you doing?! Yah-"
"I'll cut the thread loose," I sighed, turning to look at Jungkook as he held onto my arm. Jungkook stared at me... lost in his own thoughts for a moment.
"But you're our last hope. If anyone could bring him back, it's you-"
"No. I don't want to bring him back," I shook my head and pulled my wrist free from Jungkook.
"Yah! Noe Michyeosseo?! Ya-Yah! Hajima!-" Jungkook worriedly whispered, trying to hold me back, but it was too late. Thud thud thud. I made my way towards Jimin, who quickly broke the kiss and turned to stare at me with a beaten expression. I can't feel anything right now... but I know I'll be drowning in pain later on.
"You-"
"I'm not here to talk to you, don't worry," I smiled, cutting So-young off before averting my eyes to Jimin, who was shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"Hul. If you aren't here to-"
"Let's break up. I'm tired of hiding our relationship, and I'm tired of getting my heart broken. Let's end it here," I blankly stared at Jimin. He stared at me in dread with his eyes wide open. Why is he so surprised? Did he expect me to fall for his games?
"Girl, are you insane? He's mine. He dumped you, so why don't you-"
"From now on. You and I, we're really done. It's over. I hope you're happy with her," I smiled at Jimin, whose eyes gleamed in tears. I can't tell if he's mad or hurt. But his eyes are turning red.
"What the hell? Jimin! Say something! Tell her-" So-young hastily shook Jimin's shoulder, but he averted his eyes away in silence and didn't say a single word. Wae? Is he devastated? He shouldn't be. I protected him when it wasn't my responsibility and almost lost Jungkook and Taehyung. They are my only family. I won't lose them to save a person who doesn't want to be saved. So-young looked really baffled as she pressed Jimin for answers, so I turned around and went back to Jungkook.
"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked as he anxiously stared at me.
"I'm okay right now. But not for long. We should go," I shook my head with my arms crossed and quickly left the cafe. It was already dark outside. We crossed the street and headed toward Jungkook's car. Maybe I'm in pain and I'm refusing to admit it... or maybe, I'm just numb...? Just as we got to Jungkook's car- an elderly man suddenly dropped a few coins by the side of the car, so I quickly rushed over to help him pick it up since he was having a hard time bending down.
"Aigo~! I'm so clumsy, thank you," The elderly man exclaimed while picking up his coins.
"Is this what you made from selling the cardboard?" I weakly smiled at him. It was the same ajusshi with the cardboard, but he didn't have it with him anymore, so he must've sold it.
"It's hard to earn these days. My three-year-old grandson wants a stuffed animal, so I've been selling off the cardboard to save up for it," He chuckled at me as I carefully handed him back his coins.
"Jungkook, do you have some change?" I asked, turning to find Jungkook leaning against his car... dully eyeing the ajusshi.
"Yeah," Jungkook nodded, digging into his pocket, and gave me 50 000 won note. Is that what changes mean to him? Aish... of course, 50,000 won is nothing to him.
"Here, take this. Why don't you grab a nice meal for yourself and your grandson," I smiled, handing him the money.
"Aigo~! This is too much-"
"No. It's not much. Please take it," I smiled, pushing it into the ajusshi's hand when he refused it.
"You're such a nice person. I wonder what you did wrong to suffer so much... don't worry. You'll be in a better place soon," The ajusshi stared at me sadly and walked off, leaving me confused. How did he know I was suffering? I'll be in a better place? What's with old people and their creepy words? The old lady back in Busan also mentioned odd stuff to me.
"Come on, let's go, Ms. Kind Heart," Jungkook mocked with a slight smile and entered his car, so I quickly got in. Jungkook started the engine and was about to leave when I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"Wait. Where's Taehyung's jacket?" I asked as I searched through the bag. Shit.
"Weren't you wearing it?" Jungkook asked, pulling his eyebrows together.
"I must've left it in the cafe-"
"I'll get it-"
"No. It's alright. I'll get it," I shook my head. I quickly got out of the car and dashed back into the cafe, but the jacket was nowhere to be found.
"Excuse me, I left a black leather jacket-"
"Oh. I kept it safe for you. It seems like an expensive jacket, so I figured the owner would come looking for it," The staff informed me, rushing to the back of the store to fetch the jacket, then handed it to me.
"Thank you," I smiled at her and was about to walk away when Jimin suddenly stood up from his table and began walking towards me. I didn't want to talk to him, so I quickly pushed open the door and headed towards Jungkook's car... waiting on the other side of the street.
"Sora- Wait-"
*KABOOM*
A powerful force suddenly swept me off my feet, sending me crashing hard onto the rough sidewalk. Everything slowed down when a flash of bright light lit up the entire street. The cafe's windows shattered to pieces... showering the piercing glasses all over my body. I was dazed by the explosion, so I couldn't focus on anything. My ears were loudly ringing from the deafening sound. I couldn't hear anything but my own heavy breathing as I struggled to get up. What happened..?
Vision Start
Flash. I was in a smoky hallway. I inhaled the smoke and started coughing with my hands over my mouth. At first, it was a few light coughs- until the smoke filled my lungs, making me cough harder, so I turned to find two other boys standing beside me. One was around my age and the other one... slightly older than me... they were coughing as well. The older boy grabbed our hands and dragged us down the hallway in a hurry- Thud! A door to our right suddenly banged, startling the three of us, so we stopped dead in our tracks.
"HELP! HELP! HELP! IS ANYONE OUT THERE?! HELP US PLEASE!" A man's voice screamed, banging desperately on the door as he called for help. The fire was blaring from under the gap of the door... the room was on fire... and soon enough, the hallways began to catch on fire as well. I started coughing in distress... my lungs were begging for pure air, but it was only filled with the thick vapor. I had trouble breathing, and my chest was burning in pain, so I began to cry in fright when the older boy suddenly yanked the little boy and I down the hallway. Frantic cries and wailings echoed throughout the burning corridor for help. But we never stopped. We kept on running and running... away from the desperate screams.
Vision Ends.
My visions began to clear up as I slowly pushed my arms against the pointy shards. I fixed my eyes on the bright flames roaring into the dark night sky... and for a moment- my body turned cold. All blood drained from me... my soul left my body... as I stared at Jungkook's car... it was on fire... the fire rage was so huge I could feel the heat all the way from across the street.
"J-Jungkook," I whispered... my jaws dropping in horror. I couldn't process what was going on... tears filled my eyes as I hastily pushed myself off the ground. I was bleeding from the cuts but I didn't care and dashed across the streets in horror.
"Sora!" Someone grabbed my arms and tugged me back from the fire rage. I quickly turned to find Jimin holding onto me.
"Let me go... LET ME GO! JUNGKOOK IS IN THE CAR!" I screamed, thrashing around to free myself from Jimin's grip.
"It's too dangerous!" Jimin roared, dragging me away from the burning car.
"I SAID LET ME GO! ARGHHHHH!" I screamed, wildly kicking the road as I sobbed in distress. The relentless pain was clawing angrily within my chest. I LEFT JUNGKOOK IN THE CAR! HE OFFERED TO PICK UP TAEHYUNG'S JACKET, BUT I REFUSED! I SHOULD BE THE ONE IN THE CAR. NOT HIM!
"Sora, stop it! You can't do anything!" Jimin gritted as he held me back.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! I HATE YOU! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO STOP ME! I TRUSTED YOU! SO DON'T TRY TO SAVE ME NOW! FUCKING LET ME GO!" I bellowed at the top of my lungs as my chest throbbed in immense pain.
"ARGHHH! WHY DID YOU TAKE JUNGKOOK AWAY FROM ME? WHY DO I KEEP ON LOSING THE PEOPLE I LOVE?! WHAT DID I DO WRONG?! YOU COULD'VE TAKEN ME INSTEAD! WHY WON'T YOU TAKE ME?! WAE? WHY JUNGKOOK?! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! IT WAS ME! IT WAS ME! TAKE ME INSTEAD! I DESERVE TO DIE! NO ONE ELSE! JUST KILL ME AND END IT! PLEASE! " I wailed at the top of my lungs as I desperately scrambled out of Jimin's arms. I howled in agony when I felt the throbbing pain striking my vulnerable heart.
BOOM.
The car violently exploded again, sending Jimin and I tumbling onto the ground... everything inside me crumbled into pieces as I watched the massive fire raging over us.
No... J-Jungkook... you can't do this to me! You can't leave me here... I don't want to be here alone... How can you do this to me?... I can't lose you too... I can't bear the pain anymore... my h-heart- i-it's-...
I thought I'd have you by my side when the world ends. But you left me, in this burning world... to suffer alone.