Chapter-30
The Silence
"Welcome back!", I smiled at Taehyung, who just kept a step in the foyer.
It has been two-three weeks since we returned, and we were now busy unpacking the stuff and putting things back to its place. Taehyung had been ridiculously busy, and he barely spared some minutes to talk to me before indulging himself in work again. I would have to take his meals to his study room, because he would stick to computers or busy reading things.
He acts like the head of a business, but all I know is he reads those things related to smuggling or reports.
"I have eaten already. I will be busy, don't bother me.", I was treated like an abandom kitten. That is what I felt when I watched Taehyung thrust his overcoat in my hand and make his way into the house. "O-Okay.", I turned to him. He was already gone.
I closed the door, making my way to the dinner table. "He could have informed me earlier. I cooked so much.", I bit my lips before sliding the chair. I couldn't help but to ponder at his actions. Was he upset? Angry? Did something go wrong at work?
The chain of my thoughts broke when I heard his footsteps nearing me. I snapped my head to him, watching him grab a bottle of water from fridge before walking away.
"Did something go wrong?", I stood up from chair. The air felt tense, first time in weeks. The silence was loud, as I stare at him stand at a distance, his back facing me. "Why?", he looked at me through his shoulders. "I mean......you--- I mean you sounded so raged before you left to freshen up."
"Why do you care?", he started setting his feet away. The tense air didn't disappear, despite his disappearance. "What?", I scoffed at the empty hallway. "Did he just-", I dropped my chopsticks.
"Taehyung!", I shouted through the stairs, receiving the answer of silence. I quickly rushed up the stairs before opening the door to his room.
"Taehyung, let's talk-", I screeched open the door before bursting. "I told you not to disturb me! Get out!", he roared. I pursued my lips at the sight of the closed door. I closed the door myself, like an obedient dog. The door suddenly felt so big to open. The walls around the corrider felt larger and stronger. My throate had it hard to even let out a sniffle.
Why do I feel like tearing up? Why am I being so overwhelmed over such a mere raise of voice?
I look up at the ceiling, making my way down the stairs again. "It's okay. He is just angry over something.", I chuckled at myself. It was the most I could do to calm myself down. My hands were unwillingly shuddering. My eyes were getting blur.
If I am not wrong, it's the first time Taehyung shouted at me, right?
I couldn't resist having negative thoughts. My hands were shuddering like crazy while I eat. I have lost my appetite. Why am I even eating? Why am I even caring about him?
You never liked him, Y/n. You never told him you have started to see him in a new light. Is his behaviour, bothering you? What? It's not true.
The more I think about it, the more it hurts me. My tears couldn't hold in, they ended up rolling down my face, slowly. I kept down my chopsticks and started keeping the food in the container. My sobs were like screams in the silent kitchen. My eyes wanted to drain it all at any cost. I feel so crappy. I hate this feeling of ignorance and distance.
............
"Hey, Jimin.", I tried sounding happy over the phone, in spite knowing that Jimin can see right through me.
"Hey.........you don't sound good.", just as I said, he caught up quickly.
"Oh, that. I think I have got a cold.", I faked a sniffle before continuing, "How are you?", I giggled.
"Oh, take care and I am good. It's late at night, what makes you call me late at night? Is Taehyung home?"
"He is. Actually, Taehyung looked upset. Did something go wrong during work?"
The silence over the other side clearly meant confusion or hesitance. "No, it was all okay. Taehyung was laughing before we parted ways. Did he shout at you?"
"No, I was just asking since he looked anxious and all-"
"Lie. You are easy to see through nowadays, Y/n. Taehyung had you let your guard down during your honeymoon.", Jimin sighed.
"Hey, first of all, it's nothing like that. I am just sensitive nowadays. And it was just a trip.", I scoffed at Jimin scornfully.
"Sure. I know that. What about you both though? Why did he shout at you?", Jimin sounded so concerned. A feeling that no other friend could reciprocate. The soft brotherly care.
"Just as he returned, he told me to not bother him since he would be busy. I know these words didn't sound rude, but it was his tone that sounded rude. I tried to talk it out, I just wanted to ask him what happened but he shut me off very rudely.", his every word that I recalled brought tears into my eyes.
"Did something strange happen in the morning?"
"No, we talked fine. He was all normal."
"Then how come............. Y/n, just sleep for now. I think something must have stressed him on the way home. Try talking it out in morning. If he still behaves so, I will talk it out with him for you. Don't worry.", Jimin assured me with his cheering tone.
"O-Okay, thanks.", I muttered.
"Sleep well, okay? Bye."
"Yes.", I hung up hastily when I heard Taehyung's loud footsteps.
Quickly snuggling under the covers, I pretended to sleep. He seemed to be murmuring something on a call, and he was stoic about it.
"Great. I will hand in the signed divorce papers. Make sure she is out of my sight after that.", Taehyung was talking on a call. And those words, didn't sound good. In any way. I covered my mouth before that hurting gasp escaped my mouth. I clenched onto my blankets tighter.
Please tell me he wasn't talking about us. Please tell me what he said was just a way to provoke me. Please tell me he has not fallen out of love with me. Please tell me none of it is true. Please, God please. I beg you.
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THIS CHAPTER SOUNDS SO CRAPPY, SO NOT ME. I MEAN WHAT DID I HAD IN MY MIND TO CRAP UP THE STORYLINE. EWWWWW. NOT VERY DEMURE. I am so sorry guys. In case you wonder what happened that I didn't update. Your question is reasonable so i must answer it. I have been busy with my family and my exams. Though my exams ended two weeks ago, but i just couldnt get over my bad grades. Honestly i worked hard this time and i am really disappointed in myself.
Now i dont want to study or do anything. I go to school, come home, sleep or rot in bed. I hate to be so unproductive. I don't want to write this book. I am being extremely lazy. So sorry guys. I am really sorry.
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