Broken Art// k.th ff

Prologue

The first time he saw her, she was dreamy.

The prettiest girl in town.

He thought. Her long brown curls bouncing as she walked. She was holding her books tights to her chest, a small smile gracing her face.

Ava James.

She was Taehyung's first love and first everything. At the age at 17, they had met on the streets of Camilla. A small town close to the city of New York. Nothing ever happened there, but by Taehyung's word, him and Ava was indeed the most beautiful thing that could have happened. He asked her out after being mesmerized by her beauty. She accepted with hesitation. She was a quiet shy girl that wasn't really known. It was a surprise for her to see the most handsome man in this town or maybe in this state to ask her out.

Taehyung took Ava out to the Big Apple. It was the young's girl first time to get out of her hometown.  Coming from a wealthy family, Taehyung found that this fact made her cuter. They spent an evening in restaurants and visiting Manhattan. They danced under the illuminated posters of Times Square, accompanied by a street singer. It was when they locked eyes while spiralling under the eyes full of amusement of everybody that they had fell in love.

They started dating and their love grew for each other, day by day. Everybody in Camilla knew the couple. Ava, the unknown girl, was now the fruit of envy of all the damsels. Ava and  Taehyung didn't have any problems in the world because as soon as that they saw, touched and embraced each other. The sudden warmness that life was missing was there in their arms. Till,the diagnostic hits.

It was a regular check-up. Who knew it would result to the discovery of Ava's leukaemia. The doctor's words still resonated in her ears. She cried into an entire night into Taehyung's arms. The poor boy tried to comfort at his best, but even himself felt devastated by the news. Drugs were given to the girl, but the cancer advanced rapidly. Chemotherapy came through and eventually fell apart. It was getting harder for Taehyung to hide his fear, anger and sadness. It was getting easier for Ava to let go of her own feelings.
Her cries were replaces by Taehyung's. He didn't want her to die. She didn't want to die neither, but what she could do?
After a year and a half, Ava was laying on her death bed.

"Taehyung, look at me,

The poor man was sobbing loudly, refusing to accept the young girl's early departure.

"I know you're sad that I'm leaving. I- I don't want to die neither-,

Her already weak voiced got stuck, her tears making their way to the surface.

"But I will always be there with you Taehyung. In real life or in your memories. Please don't think this is the end. I want you to be happy," she said while her tears rolling down to her pale cheeks. "Realize your dreams. Go to UCLA like you always wanted to. Find love again, get married again and have children. It's not because I will be gone it means you can't really them anymore."
She spoke again, smiling weakly.

"How- how can I do that," The young man angrily said to the dying girl. "How can I love someone other than y-" He suddenly broke drown, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

"I know that there's someone out there, waiting for you."

Can you have multiple soulmates?

Ava had been asking herself that since she learned about her cancer. She thought that they were made for each other because God had put them together but how could he let them suffer like this only after a few months of being together. Maybe... Maybe she wasn't the one with who Taehyung was supposed to spend the last of his days with.

The funeral was dark and gloomy.
Everybody in town had attended. Well it was the funeral of one of the partners of the most beautiful couple that they had ever witnessed. The envy that the people had towards Ava turned to pity and regrets.

Taehyung was a mess.

Ava's own father who had raised her for 19 years didn't look as bad as his daughter's boyfriend did. Her little brother devastated too, remained collected.

Thousands of thoughts were running in Taehyung's mind.

Should I kill myself ?
Did she got to a better place?
I should have treated her better.
It's my fault.
It's my fault.
It's my fault.
I want to join her.
"Be happy. Realize your dreams"
Can I really do that.
Can I really live without her?
Can I find love again?