Soulmate [P.JM | K.TH]

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Chapter 41

(Y/n's POV)

Life is an adventure. It's not always so smooth. Unexpected things keep happening, plans keep getting ruined, obstacles keep coming. You feel joy and sadness, anger and frustration, insecurity and guilt. Yet all you need to do is live along. 

If I tell about past few days then the first word that comes to my mind is "Silence." My days passed in thick and deep silence, which I'd prefer to call 'uncomfortable.' Silence is not always peaceful, some silence leave an uneasy feeling. And it was one of them. After that conversation with Taehyung, just as I expected, everything changed. Taehyung was not seen anywhere. Jimin followed him too and got vanished. I didn't meet my other friends that much as well. I sank myself in studies, trying to keep my mind busy as much as possible to feel less pain. I can't say it was 100% effective but it worked a bit.

I spent my free time mostly with Jungkook. Glad he was good enough to sit with me during off periods and listen to my babbles which literally made no sense. Every little thing that formed inside me, I poured out. I didn't have the energy to bottle them up. He just listened and patted my back restlessly.

He knew how anxious I was about the whole thing. When I told him that I finally talked with Taehyung, he told that I did great and I did what had to be done. He told every positive words to make me feel better, to lighten up my mood. To be honest, it did make me feel better. His words made me feel less bad and made me think positively. And I believe it was just the beginning of my healing process. 

In addition, I got more close with him and I believe it's a plus point. Well, Jungkook was always one of my closest friends but we never talked about our personal problems that much. We were not that type to share our emotional and mental states when things get too rough. There was a little gap somewhere. But finally that got filled up. We got to know each other more. Moreover, knowing someone has your back even when you find no one else makes you feel safe and happy.

It had been almost 30 minutes since I woke up. It was a bit early for me to start the day as I don't wake up that early usually, especially when I don't have classes. Actually I didn't wake up willingly. My sleep broke without any reason. But that wasn't the problem. The real problem started after waking up. I was feeling strange. It was a different type of feeling which I couldn't identify. I couldn't even tell how I was feeling actually. All I could say is I wasn't feeling well. I had an unsettling mind and felt the lack of tranquility. My mind was racing as if it was frightened. Pretty hard to believe, and might sound funny but I felt like something was going to happen.

But what?

I didn't even feel like leaving the bed and do my daily activities. It was like a day when you don't feel like doing anything, when you feel stressed out without any reason, when you feel tired even after sleeping all night. I was crawled into a ball in my bed for a long time. Hence, I left my bed and walked to the balcony first. The coldness of the fresh morning air touched my bare skin. I kept my hands on the railing, took few deep breathes to calm down my mind. But it was a total failure. My heart just reacted the opposite. Nothing was making sense to me. What was happening to me? I asked myself.

I spent some more time there. I looked at the empty streets which felt alive with all those footsteps of the people. The sun was already up, birds were twittering, the sweet smell of light pink Peony surrounded my balcony as usual. Everything was okay, just like any other day. Except my mind. 

After a bit, I almost dragged myself to bathroom and did my morning routine. Then I walked to the living room and plopped on the sofa. I was clueless about what I should do next. I blankly stared at the ceiling for a while. I reached for my phone and dialed Mom's number. Talking with someone might make me feel good. But she didn't pick up. The call got cut on it's own after ringing for some time. Maybe she was busy in the kitchen while her phone was lying somewhere in bedroom, I thought. I let out a small sigh.