PROTECT YOU FOREVER/ BTS/ NAMJOON

63. Emotions

Yoongi's POV:

"Yea she's like that. " Meera says as we chat with her and her girlfriend. We just completed watching a Bollywood movie called 'Barfi'. A story of a deaf and mute guy who fell for two women, ending with his childhood friend who is autistic. A story filled with humor and cuteness overload, along with some mystery.

Sitting in the living room we talk about some random things. Jay went to the company and Saanjh said she's going to meet someone.

It's been four days since we came here and we visited some museums and many other places, it's fun here. The Mehras are also happy saying their house seems lively with all of us around here. They are sweet people and Meera is a very talkative person, but good.

Giggling at some memory they were sharing, we enjoy the evening with some snacks Mrs. Mehra had prepared for us.

"And then one day… " Meera starts grabbing the onion 'bajji' something, but is cut off with the creek of the front door opening. All our heads turn towards it. She must be back.

We see Saanjh stride towards us, her expression angry, sad or something; unreadable. Jaw clenched, eyes grey full of emotions dancing around, her fist closed and veins popping out. She looks like she would break down any second now.

We stand up from our places worried, Namjoon steps forward. She just spares one glance at us, looking so vulnerable. She just ignores us and stomps away towards the stairs to the rooms.

"Saanjh? " "Di? " Namjoon and Meera call out immediately but she ignores their voice, climbing up the stairs and then disappears into the corridor.

What the hell just happened? Who did she meet today?

We look at each other confused.

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Sam's POV:

I rush towards the door, pushing it open harshly, my hand shakes as I place it on the handle. All the recent events running inside, my head spinning, I feel dizzy. Unable to think straight.

I enter the living room and see the boys and the girls huddled together. I just spare a glance at them, I know if I stay any second longer I am gonna crumble. I don't want to.

I just let my feet take me away towards the rooms. Hurrying as I couldn't bear it anymore, it's so suffocating, I am unable to breathe, I feel too much weight on me. I am not sad, but angry. I myself don't know for what. It shouldn't have been like this, this was only a casual meeting, how did it go this far.

I find myself in front of a door. I barge in without hesitation, I need this person. I… I hate them.

The door opens with a bang, making the person who is inside, flinch. They turn to me with wide eyes and soon their expression clouds.

"Saanjh? " Her soft voice echoes in my ears. Those words slip off her lips so clearly so… affectionately. How could he use it so casually, those words, my NAME. The only thing I have of my own. Saanjh.

That's it I can't anymore. I fall to my knees and tears start flowing down. That simple name made me so weak. Why?

She runs to me and crouches down. "Saanjh? Kya hua?*" (*what happened?) She asks, holding my face running her hands in my disheveled hair. I just shake my head.

"Kyu, kyu mere saath hi aisa, kyu?* " (*Why,why with me only, why?) My words choke out, cracking with every word, every syllable. I feel so much anger but on whom, me or them? I don't know. I can't take this anymore.