Falling In love was never in their plan. For him she was like the Moon, a part of her always Hidden.
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. Its about learning to dance in rain, and that's what he did he danced with her through the storm.
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A piercing throb in my stomach pulls me from the horrific memories. I bring my knees to my chest grimacing in pain, sweat drenching my forehead.
Tears streamed down my face, I shuddered at the thought of his hands on mine.
"Mia". A soft voice called my name, I didn't move to see, knowing well it's Jungkook.
My back was turned to him, he let his finger run in my hair playing with it, trying to calm me. That's what he is doing since last night keeping his touch minimal but just right so I don't pull away.
He seems to know somehow what I need, he has his suspicions but he didn't question me. My behaviour probably gave me so much already.
Every time I woke up shivering, crying he was there to hold me. Last night neither him or I slept, he was trying to keep my fever down as I tried to keep my demons away.
Since last night all I did was cry feeling completely numb, I didn't want to but the nightmares were making it hard for me to do so. I tried not to fall asleep but my mind and body was so tired I ended up sleeping only to wake up with my chest and throat burning.
In the middle of night I was shivering from the cold, feeling my body burn. Jungkook gave me medicines, keeping the cold wet towel on my forehead to bring my temperature down.
I heard Jungkook sigh as he pulled me gently in his embrace sitting upright leaning against the headboard. I turned burying my head in his chest snuggling, seeking for the safety and comfort I only get in his arms.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He softly uttered. "What is it? Since yesterday you have been whimpering and crying for help in your sleep, waking up looking scared and panicked".
I just shake my head not wanting to talk.
He doesn't deserve it, the mess I call life he doesn't deserve to be involved in my misery, any one I know surely would be disgusted after knowing it.
I wanted to cry more imagining the disgust on his face after he came to know the truth. Moreover, I don't trust Nathan when he said he can send those pictures to Jungkook, I know he would. Because that's what happened in highschool. The humiliation and bullying I faced, I will never ever forget.
I am having those Nightmares again, I stopped having those for some time now. It's not rocket science to know it was Nathan's presence who triggered that. The part I hide in the safe, never wanting to let out, is starting to creep its way out and it's definitely going to affect the people around me.
I remember how much my parents, Aunty and friends suffered because of me. How embarrassed they must be? I am such a disgrace to them.
