MINHO
Silence. That was the first thing I noticed. The entire table was silent, looking back and forth between the door that Jisung stormed through and me. I vaguely gathered that Felix was going to look for him, but I couldn't process the scrape of the chair as it was pushed back, or Felix's footsteps as he rushed out to find Jisung.
I didn't notice much else. My mind was stuck, a broken CD player replaying the words that Jisung has said. His expression was so calm, as if the words he was saying didn't feel like a physical knife stabbing right into my heart. His eyes were devoid of emotion, empty of anything but a hatred and distain that compressed my lungs until I couldn't breath.
He looked so fragile then. Shaking with emotions that threated to drown him, he looked so lost that I wanted to go up and gather the broken shards of him and piece him back together. And I would have done. I would have gone to him and held him in my arms even if I knew that in doing so I would be destroying myself. I would return to him like a moth to a flame, enchanted by the light even if it was deadly.
But I couldn't move a muscle. I couldn't do anything, a bystander of my own reactions. My hurt, my pain, my grief flowed out of my chest like blood, each drop fresher and deadlier than the red that flowed through my veins. I almost laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. I was grieving for a connection that wasn't even there in the first place, yearning for something that could never happen. Jisung gave me hope, raised me up to the top of the world and mercilessly watched me fall.
I looked at the cheesecake that I had taken for him. It sat on my tray, laughing at my naivety. Who am I to think that I could cage the fiery bird freewheeling in the sky?
I wanted to cry at the thought. I may have fallen from the top of the world; I may be drowning in the endless waters of hurt but as long as I knew that I touched the sun, even for a split second, I would be happy. The warmth of the memories might burn, but they would also keep me warm.
Three words were whispered, tugged out from the remains of my ruined heart. "I'm sorry, Jisung."
Ignoring the worried looks Changbin was sending me, I also stood up, looking at the cheesecake with a soft smile. I left it on the tray, also making my way out of the dining room. I didn't know where I was going, but I needed to take a second for all of the poison-tipped words to stop hurting.
I just needed to breath for a second. To relish in the warmth of the dying flames before it burns me to ashes.
{THE END}
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