Sugar Rush

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Namjoon POV

You are in a relationship with him, I guess you forgave him.

He didn't tell you, did he?

Seokjin killed your parents.

I covered my ears with my hands to stop the voices in my head but they just kept on repeating. Even after two days of that conversation, the man's voice was still clear in my mind like a movie that was being replayed again and again. I wish I could get away from all this. From the voices, from the people. From Seokjin. I don't know who to trust anymore. How could he do this to me? But did he really kill... I groaned and turned to lay on my side. I turned my phone finally to distract my mind. A huge mistake. There were texts from hyung and 15 missed calls. I locked the phone and closed my eyes.

"Hyung?"

I turned to the door to find Jimin standing there. "Are you alright?"

I nodded slowly, "I am."

"Let's eat?" Jimin's voice was somewhat soothing. But it didn't help with the voices in my head.

I shook my head, "Not hungry."

Jimin came in a little, "Hyung, you haven't eaten for an entire day. Please eat something."

I sighed as I closed my eyes, "I am tired, Jimin. Leave me alone." I covered my head with the blanket and waited for Jimin to leave the room. When I heard the click of the door, I peeked out of the blanket. I don't know what I should do. What am I even supposed to do? Should I ask hyung? What if he lies to me? Can I really trust that man in the cafe? The phone beside me started ringing.

Seokjin hyung calling.

I sighed and turned the phone silent before closing my eyes and hiding under the blanket again. Maybe I can stay like this for the rest of my life. A tear drop fell down my cheek. I feel so pathetic for what i have become. I can't trust hyung. No matter how hard I try, the tears won't stop. I covered myself with the blanket again to make sure my voice doesn't reach out of the room as i cry bitterly.

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"Appa, Eomma..." I bowed to the two graves in front of me. I slowly started cleaning the grave and then put some fresh flowers on each of them. "I am sorry for not visiting you so often," I said as I sat beside the graves.

I sighed, "In about two months, I will be a certified lawyer." I chuckled, "And I still don't know who to trust and who to not trust." A tear fell from my eye, but I wiped it immediately. "I love him so much. So much that I can't imagine my future without him. But what that man said, if that is true, how am I supposed to face him? How am I supposed to confront him?" It's seems like i have lost control over my tears. They flowed on my cheeks continuously.

"Eomma, appa... please help me. What am I supposed to do? I would never be able to forgive Seokjin hyung if he was behind all this. But how would I move on then? How would I carry myself after that?" I covered my face with my palm as I cried in front of my parents. "Please, help me. I can't live like this. I don't want to live like this." I wish they were here with me to lead me from here. I don't know where to go for help.

After about half an hour, I got up and bowed to them, "I am sorry for worrying you. I will make sure to solve this as soon as possible." I made my way to exit and think about things that had happened in a few days.