He owned Me [Completed]

14: I promise

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Taking timid steps Saya followed the guy marching into his living quarters. Veins protruded on his neck and temple as he took heavy breaths in and out clenching his fits and cursing his father in his undertone for his wrong timing. Finally, everything was falling into its place, they were building their relationship from the ashes, planning their future together but the whisper of that one name came in like a storm, shaking the foundation of his existence.

No words were exchanged between them. Saya's daunting silence on the topic of concern gnawed Jungkook's heart giving rise to the insecurities he was battling all his life.

With her weak legs, Saya somehow managed to reach Jungkook's bed and she slumped down on the edge. Her finger clenched the sheets while she tried to process the news Jungkook's father relayed to them.

"Do you still love him?" Jungkook asked in a stern tone even though he dread the answer.

His question steered Saya back to presents and she blankly stared at him since her brain clogged just like her throat. Hollowness washed over her while her brain scrambled to make sense of everything happening in her life and she could bring no reaction out of herself

Jimin was returning back.

Even the thought of it made her vision spin 180 degrees and the avalanche of emotions swiped her off, leaving her in nothing but shambles. The man was once her ultimate dream but his departure ravaged her mind to the point that she was dreading that she wasn't strong enough to handle his presence again.

"I asked you something?" The sudden rise of his tone made her wince yet she was unable to give respond to the query she had no answer to.

His name was like a chainsaw ripping her heart apart ensuing tears to well up into her light orb.

His absence would drum loud in her ears reminding her what she was missing and evoking a deep vibrating pain. So was she still in love with him or hung up on the idea of him?

After all, Jimin symbolized the freedom that was snatched from her.

"You do" he whispered in a pained voice, the realization was like ice water being dumped over his head in mid-winter.

As the fury took over him, Jungkook screamed grabbing whatever he could find first and tossing it against the seventy-two-inch flat-screen Tv hanging on his bedroom wall and destroying it.

His sudden rise in aggression resulted in tears bursting down her eyes like an erupted dam, her chest aching with stress and she soon found herself struggling to breathe. She was gasping for air unable to control the anxiety reverberating through her heart and body.

Noticing how his action caused her panic attack to resurface Jungkook hurried beside her instantly regretting his behavior.

"Noona" Jungkook held her trembling body trying to calm her down by encouraging her to take in long deep breaths. He felt guilty for losing control and not considering that Jimin's return was equally difficult for her to deal with.