Knives | VKOOK [C]

Chapter 31

*cleans dust*
*coughs into my elbow*
*sneezes into a handkerchief*
damn, it's dusty in here.
hello again my old friend.

Jungkook pov

i deserved it. every single amount of hate i got from everyone. i deserved it and much more.

i don't know what had happened but within a few months, my life had shattered before me and i was the cause.

just for a few minutes of pleasure.

i couldn't blame it on the alcohol.

i would never. i knew i wasn't talking to tae but at that moment, i just needed someone to love me.

at that moment when i thought taehyung cheated on me, i felt so weak. unwanted.

i had felt like that a lot. my father was never around much while i was growing up. i was a kid who never really had any friends.

until jimin and yoongi showed up.

i didn't want to feel like that. i couldn't bear it if tae cheated on me. he wasn't giving me his attention or telling me he loved me.

in that stupid moment of weakness, i had chosen the current moment over the future.

i have no one to blame but myself. my fucked up self.

whatever sentence i was going to get, i was going to accept it because tae didn't deserve anything i had done.

all he did was love me. I'll never be able to face him again.

*_*

Taehyung pov

the day of jungkook's sentencing. i couldn't sleep all night. i kept thinking about today and when today came, i couldn't even move from my bed.

i ran my fingers through my hair, my other hand fiddling with a lose thread that kept hanging out from my shirt.

it was stupid but i missed jungkook. i know and I'm very much aware that I'm not supposed to. he's my abuser for goodness sake.

i was nervous to face him again though. i hadn't seen him since the hospital and i didn't know if i would be able to today.

i know i didn't do anything wrong. there was no need to be nervous. i just... i couldn't help it.

i feel a pain on a deep level. this was the second time I was going to court on the same matter. abuse.

with another person i loved.

a tear ran down my cheek and i hurriedly wiped it off.

i won't cry. not anymore.

stupid college me would have made a list of what I'll do after i was free.

except, i wasn't in college now. i was a jobless or rather unemployed graduate.

i had decided to return the cafe to jungkook. it wasn't my money. which definitely meant it was closed down and all of us who worked there no longer had jobs.

i guess i knew what i had to do after today and that was to look for a job.

i let my feet dangle on the side of the bed, my hands squeezing the comforter that was in my side.

it wasn't time for a new taehyung. it was just... time for a more matured and definitely no longer on the market taehyung.

i doubt i was ever going to fall in love again. with anyone. even if jungkook had a twin, I'd never fall for him.