Why do times like this come? Why do people have to suffer? Why do people always do mistakes?
Why are we never perfect?
Have you ever felt like you don't fit to the world you are in? Have you ever been in a state that you realize that you're always the one blamed?
If you will ask me, I'd answer you that I did and I do even until now.
It always seem like everything about me is wrong. People always treat me like I had never done anything right. I never did anything good to the people around me.
It also seems like every wrong thing that happens is because of me.
I think I've got only one meaning in this world and it is being the cause of all these mess. I am this good-for-nothing bastard who makes people around me suffer. I am a big damn waste in a perfectly clean ocean.
I made a mess in people's lives and even lost them. I was proud but now I am not the same.
I had lost the courage I used to have when I made people suffer. I'd lost it during the time I should have it the most...
I looked at the vast ocean in front of me as winds blow. I closed my eyes. I closed my eyes to the cruel world but I am still drowning in cruelty. I am cruel than the world itself.
Cruel? Yes, I am. I am cruel as I am dark. I am dark like an empty room. I have nothing except myself. My heart is empty and my hands are bare.
But does cruelty also fit me this time? I don't think it does now.
I am now a weak coward. I look courageous but I am a big chicken.
I opened my eyes. They were still hurting from the wounds I have but nothing hurts more than what I feel inside me. It is growing heavy in my chest and it is hard to breathe.
I gasped for air as tears finally flowed heavily from my eyes.
I broke down on my knees and sobbed. I heard my own voice grow coarse as I yell her name as loud as I can.
I did it over and over again as if she can still hear it.
If only I wasn't aware of it then I could have easily accept it and move on but I was there and I wasn't able to do anything for her. If only I had the courage...
I pulled my necklace and stared at the girl smiling at me from the pendant. I smiled back at her as my sight went blurry with tears. I closed my palm and sighed...
She's my everything. I love her but I couldn't do anything when she needed me most.
I just stayed there helplessly as I saw her suffering devilish things she never dreamed of.
I was known to be brave. I was known to have the most powerful group in our place but I couldn't do anything to save her.
I am a big coward. I just seemed brave because of my group and back then when I was alone I couldn't do anything. I couldn't save my beloved...
...oooOOOooo...
{[flashback]}
"Taehyung!"
I stopped when a group of boys stood on my way.
"What a nice timing. You're alone. This is just right for a test," their leader said with a smirk and I just looked at him.
I am not afraid of him besides it had been months since the last time I was involved in a fight and I missed being in one. Maybe it's not bad to test my skills this time.
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Fly Away Butterfly [BTS V Fanfic]
FanficTaehyung's regrets are knocking in him and he wants to fly away from it... This one is inspired by Butterfly Prologue and this is a fanfiction for it but this has a different plotline. Warning(s): violence Hope you'll enjoy reading...