"There's barely enough time to love in a lifetime, please don't give it all away to pain," his words were gentle, yet slightly pleading as his hand trailed down my cheek.
"But what if the pain has already consumed me?"
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𝐈𝐭𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐔𝐬
NOVA
I spent the rest of the day and evening cuddled up on the sofa between Sana and Tae, with Jimin and Jungkook watching over me like hawks. I never wanted to be separated from anyone again.
Although there was an inch of happiness blooming within me, it was going to be a long time before I felt like myself again. I still had so many questions. I couldn't understand why no one came and rescued me from that awful place. Everyone was so emotional and happy to see me but never showed when I needed them most... Why?
I was grateful, nevertheless, to be back in my safe place and surrounded by the people I loved. It was more than I could have asked for.
Getting up off the sofa, I turned and smiled lovingly at my sleeping bestfriend who's head was rested on Jin's chest. I had missed her beyond words.
My eyes carried over to the next person from Sana and my heart instantly felt warm as I took in a pouty Tae, squirming sleepily in my absence. I wouldn't know what to do without him in my life, he was my first love... even if I had no idea who he was at the time.
On the other end of the sofa was Jimin and Jungkook who had fallen asleep with their arms crossed and their heads resting against each other's for support. Earlier they had fought over who was going to stay awake and keep watch, yet there they were, both out for the count. I couldn't help but chuckle.
My hero's. What would I do without them?
I wished I could have stayed asleep with the rest of them, but there was no way I could rest properly when I was still wearing the awful leggings and t-shirt the hospital had provided – I wanted to get rid of every trace of that place.
And how better to do that than burn them away?
Quickly walking into my bedroom, trying not to break down at the sight of it sitting exactly the way I left it the day of the fundraiser, I changed into the first thing I saw - a black oversized Saint Laurent shirt.
I picked up my lighter that read 'I Heart Seoul' on the front, that I'd gotten from one of those little tourist shops, and tiptoed to the front door, being careful not to wake anyone up as I left. I knew everyone was going to be on high alert around me and I was surprised I'd even made it this far.
Avoiding being in the elevator alone, I opted for the stairs. It was silly being afraid of elevators but being trapped on the other end... the feeling made me shudder. There would be no way of escaping if I came face to face with two tall creepy men, ready to kidnap me and throw me into an insane asylum. The stairs had two exits, on the other hand, one main and one into the back alley.
I wasn't going to risk anything. I shouldn't even be outside, who knew if the hospital was after me.
You could say that this was an attempt at a clean slate, but that never got me anywhere before. It seemed I was condemned to eternal misery, no matter how hard I tried to escape it. So, I was just masking the past at this point.
