Hidden Embers: A Tale of Unspoken Love || JJK

Part : 16

He stood there, frozen in disbelief, his heart heavy with regret and unanswered questions. The emptiness around him amplified his longing as he struggled to accept her absence. Slowly, with trembling steps, he approached and saw her lying on the floor, bl*od streaming from the back of her head.

In a panic, he backed away, muttering, "No, this can't be real, this can't—" before bolting towards the rooftop gate. Tears streamed down his face as he raced down the stairs, his heart pounding.

His vision blurred, but he didn't care; he just ran, refusing to accept that she was gone, clinging to the hope that she was still with him. As he descended the stairs, each step seemed to echo his desperation.

Memories flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of what could have been. He stumbled, but the urgency drove him forward, his lungs burning with each breath.

The world around him blurred into a frenzy of motion as he burst through the door, his only focus the need to find help, to somehow reverse the irreversible.

But deep down, a voice whispered the truth he dared not acknowledge: she was gone, and nothing could bring her back. Yet still, he ran, fueled by denial and the flicker of hope that refused to extinguish.

Breathless, he emerged from the house and hurried to her side. Gently, he knelt down, cradling her head in his lap, softly caressing her cheek, urging her to wake up.

"Y/n, open your eyes. I know you're okay. Nothing happened to you, Y/n. Please, just this once, open your eyes and look at me. Look at your Jungkook, please..." Despite the realization that she was gone, he refused to give up, continuing to plead with her.

He took her hand in his, tenderly kissing it, his love for her evident in every gesture. He whispered words of reassurance, his voice trembling with emotion.

Memories of their time together flooded his mind, each moment etched into his heart. He begged for a sign, any sign, that she was still there, still with him.

Tears welled in his eyes as he clung to hope, refusing to let go of the possibility of her return. With each gentle touch and whispered plea, he poured out his love, unwilling to accept the crushing reality of her absence.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I couldn't tell you how I felt. It was my mistake, all of it. I understand why you're silent, why you won't talk to me. Because you're upset with me, right? But now I'm apologizing for everything. Please, Y/n, talk to me. Please."

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, his hands, lips, breath, and body trembling with emotion. The flood of feelings overwhelmed him, blurring everything into chaos. He cried as he spoke, knowing it was too late for anything to change.

Would he always carry this guilt? Could he ever find a way to move past it all? His tears choked him as he continued to cry, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Y/n, why won't you talk to me? I've already said I'm sorry for everything I did, but still, you won't talk to me. It's not right, Y/n. Please, talk to me. I'm sorry, Y/n. Please..." Jungkook continued to speak, his life flashing before his eyes. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't accept that she was gone. Her zest for life vanished, all because he couldn't express his feelings for her.

His mind flooded with memories of their time together, each moment now feeling painfully fleeting. He replayed their conversations, their laughter, desperately seeking any sign that could bring Y/n back. But the more he searched, the further she slipped away into the shadows of his mind.

With a heavy heart, he accepted the harsh reality that some loves are meant to remain unresolved, forever haunting the corridors of his heart.

"My happiness was in you, Y/n. And I didn't hold onto it tightly. I failed to cherish and nurture it, and that's why I lost you," he whispered amid his sobs, recalling the words she wrote in her note, the only sign of her that Jungkook had left.

His sobs echoed in the darkness, each tear a testament to the pain of his loss. He clung to her body, unwilling to let go, as if by sheer willpower he could bring her back to life. But the reality of her absence lingered, haunting him like a ghost in the night.

"Please come back to me," he  pleaded, his heart breaking with each passing moment. But the darkness remained, swallowing him whole as he clung to her, lost in the depths of his grief.

Jungkook sobbed and whimpered, holding her body tightly in his arms, close to his chest. He called out her name when the realization that she was no longer with him hit him hard. Until...