One last time(book 1)✅

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Once some distance is established between us I hear foot steps behind me. I retrace my steps to find out Jungkook rushing toward me.

He exhales sharply through his nose dropping his eyes on mine. There is no awkward silence between us, rather his emotions are heard loud and clear. I can see him struggling to pick the right words to speak. Out of the blue he tugs on my wrist thoughtlessly causing me to bump into him.

"I think it's better if you don't go home alone, after what happened."

I confirm with a movement of my head. He releases my arm immediately speeding up his legs to outside.

-

I have a bad habit of pulling on my jewelries when I'm nervous, and sitting next to him was like crossing the road during red light with so much tension between us.

I don't want to.. I don't ever want to experience something like that ever again. I heard gunshots for the first time. If my intuition is right; being around him is unsafe for me, I wish to never encounter with him ever again. My heart contradicts my brain. Being around him makes me feel protected, like, I know I'd go through my day without any trouble if he's there for me.

I can't let him continue his little date with death because of me or my selfish reasons.

Thinking back to how I reacted, I could have handled it in a better way without hurting his feelings. Maybe crushing his heart is the only way to stop him from caring about me, so he stays secured?

"You're going to ruin your mother's bracelet."

He yanks me out of my busy mind with a few words. Again someone mentions my parents. What bewildered me is, nobody knew it's my mom's bracelet. Not even my foster parents.

"How do you even know that?"

"Because its design looks outdated and there's a name written on it."

I sigh caressing the sweet last remaining piece from my mother.

"It belonged to my biological mother. It was given to me on the last day I saw my parents." I feel a strangulation feeling in my throat thinking back on my past. I don't really talk about my parents to anyone, I just felt like I could share this small detail with him because I know he won't judge or ask many questions.

"We are here."

He drives me home without asking me the route and surprisingly it doesn't suprise me.

I let out a tiny chuckle "You really stalked the crap out of me, huh?" His lips curve up for a short second before forming a straight line again. I breathe out in discontent about the words I'm going to tell him. "Again, thanks for everything you did. Farewell."

I hop out of the car without waiting for his reply. He drifts off making a loud noise with his car tires, expressing his grief.

-

•Third person pov•

"The world would break him, if he goes fulfilling all his promises."

He takes a huff of the cigarette before passing it to the other.

"I hate watching him putting his life at stake for her."

Hands loading bullets to the gun while thinking what would have happened today if he didn't arrive on time. "No idea if it's love but he definitely feels the need to protect her. He thinks whatever happened that day was his fault."

The other person asks in amusement hearing him. "He was literally a kid at that time. How can it possibly be his fault?"

"He thinks so plus, I think he likes her but won't admit. I mean they were too attached to eachother back then."

"He should stop doing this or Carlisle won't care if he's your brother, he'd kill anybody who comes in his way."

Tension fills the room as soon Carlisle is mentioned.

"It's all because of that girl."

He looks up at the other person waiting for the words he'd like to hear.

"What if we kill that girl? Jungkook might blame himself forever but atleast he'll live."

The corner of his lip curves into a smirk as he hears the exact thing he was expecting.

"And this is why I love you so much."