How scary can it be not to know whether you're living in reality or in your dreamland?
And what if it goes on for months?
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We are not fallen angles.
Neither are we pure evil.
The thing is that we are a confusing mix of both.
The "good guys"...
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It was the last night before my birthday
Horrible, wasn't it?
Yes, it was.
Especially, when Taehyung continued his jerky acting while he knew that I wasn't believing it. It seemed like we both knew what the other was thinking and feeling but just ignored it.
I decided to change that tonight.
That was my idea.
Yeah, right.
Making up my mind, I decided to wait until whenever time he would come back home, making sure not to drink anything from the old maid. I knew she still put opiates in my drinks and food. So, I simply let her only when I felt like I needed to sleep.
However, Taehyung wouldn't do that anymore.
Maybe, because he was never home.. ?
No, even when the maid would give me food, juice or even water, I noticed him glare at her hands as if he was trying to break it or something.
Well, if he felt so bad for that, he did have a mouth that he could use to tell you all the secrets and save you. But he chose to stick to Jungkook, always remember that.
I do.
3:25 am.
That was exactly when he was back home.
And afterwards, he didn't say a word to me. He only took a quick shower then went to bed, avoiding me as if I had some infectious disease or something.
Well, we ain't saying a word either.
"Some people are coming in the morning to prepare for the party.. And it starts in the evening." He finally spoke carelessly while looking at his phone, leaning his back on the headboard.
I only stared at him silently, trying to restrain my anger so that it wouldn't be leashed at him at this very moment. Saying nothing was the best I could do while being mad.
"Happy birthday, by the way." He momentarily looked up from his phone, throwing me some empty smile before looking down again.
"Didn't you bring me a gift?" I asked quietly.
And I was hella surprised by that.
He looked at me dumbfounded for a second. "Shit." He whispered, pressing his lips in a thin line. "I.. I forgot it in the car, you'll have tomorrow, darling."
"Go, get it from the car." I faked a smile as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I want to see it now."
He didn't say anything for a minute before huffing and shrugging his shoulder as if he was trapped. "Okay, you got me."
