𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 & 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬𓂃 ִֶָ [𝐉.𝐉𝐊]

STRAWBERRIES & CIGERATTES [CHAPTER 8]

Tears streamed down her face like a stream flowing. Her chest heaved up and down in quick motion leaving her breathless. She stirred in her sleep, shaking her head left to right. She knew it was a nightmare—a nightmare of her past.

She screamed—screamed for help but the discomfort in her throat was enough to make her voice locked somewhere—somewhere it didn't come back until he left. It was feeling so real but deep down she knew it was just a nightmare—a nightmare she watched every day but still it never failed to leave her in a state—a state of dread, a state of agony, a state where she wanted to die.

Her heart was beating like a drum inside her chest. She could feel her pulse in her ears, in her stomach. Cold—Everything was cold even though the room was warm. The only warm thing was her tears which were flowing nonstop. The whole scene was repeating—in front of her eyes yet she couldn't do something. She could just watch—as she did before. 

She wanted to scream for help but it was feeling like her mouth was zipped. She was helpless again like she was before. She could do nothing—like she couldn't do before. She could just bare the pain she was feeling again.

"It's all because of you!"

"You should die!"

"You are the reason for this!"

"Die!"

She saw him once again. Sweat trickled down her face—and she woke up. Inhale, Inhale, Exhale, Exhale the voice ringed in her head. She lifted her hand to wipe her clammy forehead. Gulping, she tries to steady her breathing. Ignoring the knocking on her door, she stepped out of the bed in search of water.

She was trembling, each step was careful. She carefully reached the kitchen, her desperate eyes looking for water. She carefully picked up the glass with her trembling and sweaty hands.  She sat on the chair, chugging the water.

She eyes the door, complementing whether to open it or not. She sniffs, tilting her head. "I should open it. It can be him." She carefully stands up, wearing her cap in case it was someone else.

She opens the door only to find that boy again at her doorstep. He was about to leave when she opened the door.

Jungkook saw her opening the door and immediately turned around. She instantly tries to close the door when she saw him but he stuck his foot in the door.

She grits her teeth, closing the door with more force. "Ah! Ah! Ahhh! Leave it! You're crushing my foot!" He whimpers, foot in her door even though he thought he would get his bones crushed.