"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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𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭
NOVA
"It wasn't your dad's men who raided your apartment... It was us."
It felt as if the air had been knocked from my lungs. Surely this had to be a joke, they can't all have been there that night, there's no way.
"I don't understand? Please don't mess with me right now," I begged, glancing to and from the men in front of me, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.
"I'm so sorry," Jimin mouthed, the sound not quite coming out of his mouth.
I laughed, shaking my head violently as I tried to push away the feeling of impending doom. "I don't believe you."
But why would they lie...
The room was dead silent as everyone glanced around, avoiding eye contact with me. After sharing such a big part of my life, I wasn't expecting this response.
Why were they all acting so guilty?
"Tae?" I called out, my voice cold and firm. "What exactly didn't you tell me?"
That was it, I was done with their tiptoeing around. I was sick and tired of people trying not to hurt me. I'd been hurt a million times before; what's once more going to do?
"SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" I yelled, frustration taking over. "TELL ME THE TRUTH! WHY WERE YOU AT MY APARTMENT THAT NIGHT?
"Tell her, Jimin," Jungkook urged, lifting his head from his hands, "she deserves to know."
"I know she does," he nodded, looking at me and only me with his glassy eyes. "Please don't hate me. I only just got you back."
"Jimin, tell me what happened, or I swear to God." The fire in my lungs was suffocating my whole body.
"For fuck sake!" He cursed, pacing backwards and forwards, his hands balled into fists.
"We were trying to find your dad..."
***
JIMIN 31/12/2016
"Do you even know where you're going?" I aggressively snapped at Jungkook who had repeatedly broken into the wrong flat over and over again.
"I know it's number sixty-something!" He called back, pausing in the corridor to place his hands on his hips. "I'll know the number once I see it!"
"God, you're helpless!" Tae moaned, leaning his head against the wall and yawning.
