After a terrible choice made by Jimin that created a shatter within Lena's heart, Jungkook takes her away to a little island to hide and recover.
Meanwhile, back in California, Jimin's father and his cousin Jin, discuss of the infected vanishing one...
"Jimin, this is my choice. I'm choosing to risk losing everything in my entire life. I'll always sacrifice something if it means I'll be with you." Lena repositions herself onto my lap and takes my face into her hands as she pecks my lips, "Please, Jimin. Let me be with you forever."
"You'd risk your life to spend the rest of it with me?" I asked, holding her by the waist.
Lena nods, "For eternity." She breathes, gripping at my hair, begging for my touch. I smirk and roll her onto her back, "That's a long time together."
"Don't you want that? To be with me forever?" Lena asked, gazing up at me. I hovered Lena, gazing at her beauty. "Lena, if the world ever ends a billion light years from now, you're the one I want to be with when it happens." I softly confessed.
Lena smiles, "You'd burn with me?" She bites her bottom lip and glides her fingers over the spikes of my chin.
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"Yes." I answered, lowering down to her lips, "I'd burn with you." I whispered before our lips collided. Her mouth becoming enticing.
~end of flashback~
It burns. My throat sizzles from the liquor. The cinnamon reminding me of the days I'd drink till I blacked out. The knot in my chest tightens the more I think about her. Our promises we made and now I've ruined it.
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I lift the glass bottle of Fireball, the flames in the fire place shining through it. The brown and orange tent glowing within my hand. I tilt my head back, chugging more. It glides down my throat, creating rashes that would normally heal within seconds. I inhale, taking the stinging sensation.
Lena's rare beauty comes into view as if she's truly in front of me. The image disappears as I remember the tears I caused. I stand up, tossing the Fireball into the fireplace. The bottle hits the flames, glass shattering everywhere. The flames increase forward. The heat building as it reaches my skin. I jolt back and aid the wound on my cheek. The burn slowly heals but I can still feel the pain. This is what happens when I don't eat. My wounds heal slower.
