Please Remember Me

One last goodbye

Y/N's POV:

My eyes stayed fixed on the papers scattered in front of me. The thought of backing up was tempting but something in me knew that this will be for the best.

Not only for me but also for the love of my life. Min suga aka. Yoongi.

He was the first person I loved with my everything and probably the last too.

Sitting on the bathroom floor with a knife in my hand hanging above my wrist was the last thing I imagined.. at least not so early.

The situation made me realize one thing. This will be my last chance to at least hear his voice. One last time.

My hand reached towards the phone beside me as I clicked on my contacts. His name was the first one that popped up.

I remember calling him earlier today and of course he didn't pick up.

Will he even realise it when I am gone? Will he cry himself to sleep? Will he...miss me like I miss him?

Those thoughts faded away when I realized that I had already clicked the call button.

And not so surprisingly...it went straight to voicemail. I heaved an defeated sigh.

'So this is how it is going to end, Afterall?'

"Yoongi--"

I paused. His name, escaping my mouth was enough to make some familiar sparks to escape. I laughed, sadly.

"It's surprising that you still have that effect on me... After all this time, I sometimes sit and wonder if the sparks, our love for each other has faded or not. But then, I look at you and realize that-- something's never fade. And my love for you is one of them. You-- "

I took a deep breath, trying to stop my voice from cracking.

"You might be wondering why I am disturbing you during your work hours-"

I continued, biting back some stray tears.

"I just-- I just want you to know how sorry I am, yoongi. I never knew that our forever would be so short but I am thankful for what you gave me. But-- I just can't do this anymore, yoongi. When you hear this recording, it might be already late. Just don't blame yourself for the step I'm about to take, okay? I just don't know my purpose anymore."

A sob broke out from my lips as I clasped my hand over it to stop it. I don't want yoongi to hear me crying.

"Drive home safely, yoongs. If not for you then for me. I- I love you, Baby. Good--Goodbye."

Author's note:

If some of you are my old readers then you would know this is very similar to one of my previous story. That's because it is the same story. I took it off because it was under some editing but then I decided to change the story line a bit. So, I am finally posting as much as I can.