❝H-How about we get,❞I shut my eyes for a second before breathing out,❝into a deal like f-friends with benefits thing?❞
Where Jungkook finds himself trapped in a tempting cage of intimating nights with his childhood crush. Every step they will be ta...
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"teach me how to forget about you the way you forgot about me."
This chapter has a soundtrack.
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Growth is a wildly misunderstood notion. Sometimes it's about moving backwards instead of forward. The beautiful season, autumn itself teaches us that loss itself, in time, has a purpose behind it.
Wow!
There is no word for then this how-to express after looking at her after a long time. The long time consists of seven fucking years all along. Her hair which was long enough till her shoulders is now reaching her waist which makes her look so pretty even under the dim light. That's it. Her eyes, those pretty brown eyes meet mine they seem very soulful but one thing that evidence shows, it's guilt.
That's the moment, I hallucinate into the world I embraced long ago and my mind goes red. I can't seem to control myself is it angrily storming in front of the woman before a girl who I fell in love with and embarrassingly still in love with makes me go crazy. And right now it is the time where my underneath laid anger shows and I can't seem to control myself. Her eyes seem hurtful as she senses that I am fuming with rage she backs away a little, and there it hits me that she might have gotten scared of me for that millisecond where she flinched slightly.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" my voice sounds like a growl, and I don't give two shits about the woman standing near us,
"Just listen to me." Fuck her voice sounds so foreign to my ears, and fucking hell it's triggering me to another extend right now.
"Oh, Miss Sarnai showed after 7 years and wants to do what?"
"Jungkook." her voice sounds too patient.
"Oh how about we go set a date for ourselves?"I am hell sarcastic when I question her about this.
"You should know I am here not ask for forgiveness because I don't deserve one. But right now, I want you to listen to me." She sounds uptight with her words.
My stepmother decides to pipe in before saying she will step out that we both can talk to each other, and she couldn't do anything better, even though I feel uncomfortable with her around, the scene unfolded here seems like I am hallucinating right now.
"Follow me." I sound stern while I take a high turn which leads to my old bedroom, I wanted to escape the living room where I felt like we both were being watched, with Sarnai I always felt the need for privacy given, so it could be only us, but right now that's not the situation, it's something I don't want to but the little habits never fade away I guess.
"So, you have 10 minutes. Start." I don't care how my words sound too venomous for Sarnai at the given moment. I know for sure that I can't let her go without her giving me a proper explanation.
"Seven years ago, I made a mistake..." she starts to explain, letting my eyes blaze at those words, "I made mistakes I agree, but Jungkook. Right now, I am not capable of asking for your forgiveness."
"What mistake?"It is a whisper cause I am not ready to hear the answer yet. Many allegations are running through my mind but I can't seem to have any fixated on the tone she is even talking in."It might change your life after hearing this, but it did change mine, in a way I will be never able to fix or change."
"Fucking, speak."Now my voice sounds too piercingly dominating, she flinches a bit.
"A mistake that I spent 7 years trying to justify because I was so scared, I was hurt, blamed and I was so young, Jungkook. So in a way, I know I am not capable of saying this but I justified it by telling myself I was doing right, all along.'' I am so confused, but hearing the throaty weak voice explain, she tries to breathe a little from the earlier conversation getting up from the bed, walking her to the corner by the door, from where she opens her purse before talking out a picture I believe.
Walking over to me, where I stand she hands me the piece of printed paper before my eyes widen of Sarnai and small girl, I am not able to form any words, before my flickery voice speaks, "Who is she?" And I speak my words out, "Is she your daughter?" my tone is small I am scared of the answer she might say.
She takes a deep breath before reaching my hand, her touch flicks something in me before I excuse it from touching my skin,
"She's our daughter."She announces in the silent room, and I have no words to speak to her, I can't fucking talk to this woman right now, the picture drops from my hand unknowingly, and I shake my head.
"No, if we had a kid together, you could have told me, Sarnai." I don't know but I sound like the most idiotic person right now, and a bitter chuckle escapes me, as I scream"Oh, of course, how can I forget the great Kim Sarnai left her one thing man hanging on a stand of hope where he wished he could see her after some time, but no, she was nowhere present, where my IED exploded and left me like a vulnerable piece of shit." I don't stop, because the anger, tried and pain I had been bottling up these years needs to be out.
"And you know what's funny Sarnai? Despite knowing how I felt for these fucking years, I relied on you like a crazy boy, but I guess they are correct, never depend on anyone."
"I understand." Her voice seems small, unusual to the Sarnai I knew back then.
"Fucking shut up, you will never understand." Her eyes are teary, and she declines our eye contact. It's ironic how can she say she understand when she put me through enough o the drama.
"This is my number, and I hope you would like to meet your daughter." And she pushes past me as nothing happened, and that's it I lose myself when I start crumbling my previous bedroom down and my emotions take over me as my eyes start tearing up.
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