When Fantasy Became Reality | BTS

Chapter 82

"All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire."

-Edgar Allan Poe

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Taraa's POV

Yoongi was about to close the door on my face, but I was quicker. I extended my arm so the door closed on it. A sharp pain shot across my arm and I let out a hiss of pain. It was a dangerous move, but at this point, no physical pain compared to what I was feeling.

Yoongi turned around instinctively at my small cry, worry evident on his face, but he masked it perfectly when he found me looking at him.

He turned his back towards me.

"Leave." his voice was icy.

I didn't move an inch.

"Leave." he repeated.

"Listen to-"

I couldn't finish my sentence as he barged towards me at a fastened pace, and holding me by the shoulders pinned me against the door. I wasn't hurt but the door closed with a loud bang due to the impact.

"NO, YOU FUCKING LISTEN TO ME!!" he shouted and since there were not much things inside the room, the sound echoed, making it seem even louder.

The man who rarely raised his voice at anyone, had just shouted at me. I looked into his eyes as he did in mine. Raw anger was the only emotion in his eyes at the moment.

I heard hurried footsteps outside and then Hoseok's voice.

"Yoongi-hyung! Taraa! What happened? Open the door!" he sounded panicked.

I and Yoongi looked at each other before I shouted back.

"Everything's fine. Don't worry."

"Yeah." Yoongi reassured him.

A long pause and again a voice of fading footsteps, indicating that Hoseok has left. He looked at me for a moment before removing his hands from my shoulders. He turned around again and walked a few steps.

"I am sorry for behaving this way. It won't repeat. Sorry. Just...just leave. I beg of you." his voice sounded tired.

"This room or...you all?" I asked.

"For now, the former one. I know you are expert in the latter." he chuckled bitterly.

I didn't reply and opening the door, left the room.

"Are you okay?" A voice stopped me as I was heading towards the dining hall.

I looked back and found Hoseok standing at the door of one of the rooms.

"Yeah." I nodded weakly.

"I still don't understand what made Jungkook think that it would be a good idea to bring you back into our lives, but now that you are here, I would advice you to be careful around Yoongi-hyung. And it would be even better if you just leave." he said and the last sentence made anger flow in my veins.

I had realised that ever since I left Korea, or more precisely, ever since the breakup with Jungkook, I had become very short-tempered. I had discussed this problem with Dr. Daniel, and even though the therapy has helped a bit, I had still not returned to being like my previous self.

I bit back the anger and replied quietly.

"I will do so when that's the last option available."

Saying this, I left the room and went in the dining area to sit between Jungkook and Jimin.