Where Were You? - A BTS Fanfic

Chapter 2: Moving On

Taehyung

A bystander. Yes, just a bystander.

I watched as they did what they wanted to her, not moving a muscle, not even blinking.

A person who just stands by, a witness. That was all I was, nothing more.

I left the scene along their sides, leaving her to the mercy of the evening's oncoming chills. Blindly loyal, I followed along, a brainless animal.

And it made me sick.

The past shouldn't matter anymore. I was young, careless, and utterly ignorant. She shouldn't matter to me anymore, and I should enclose our memories in a folder deep inside my conscience.

I need to move on.

...

But then why is my chest aching so much? Why is my vision getting blurry at the thought of erasing a girl that is only surrounded by grief? Why am I so attached, when all I've ever done for a long time was hurt her?

Why?

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Eun Bi

I averted my eyes as they sauntered off, arms around each other. I couldn't stand the fact that they could actually be friendly to each other when they could be so cruel to others.

But most of all, I didn't want to see Tae turning his back on me again.

I waited until they were out of sight before gripping the lockers and painfully hoisting myself to my feet. Biting my lip, I prepared myself before glancing down to assess my injuries.

Blooming bruises, various cuts and scratches from their perfect, seemingly manicured nails, and areas of read and pink covered my once pale skin. Great. Totally awesome.

On top of that, the house was running out of provisions, too. Just. Beautiful.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing Mom's number. A few rings emitted from the device, and then it connected.

"Mom? Could you buy more bandages and stuff for me?" I asked.

I heard a huff of breath, then nothing at all. Okay, then. I opened my mouth to repeat my request when she finally decided to answer.

"You owe me, brat." she spat sharply, and then disconnected abruptly. The repetitive, droning beep of the phone resounded in my ears, confirming the fact that she didn't care.

Not that it mattered. I had already lived for years without a proper mom figure.

I slowly reached down to grab my fallen bag, now sullied and marred with dirt and scratches. Just like me. Hanging from the zipper was a little bunny keychain, a ball of fluff with two ears and button eyes. It was a gift from Tae a few years ago. I rolled the figure between my fingers for a few moments before letting it fall from my grasp.

I hauled the bag over my shoulder, gritting my teeth. Then I began the long trek home amidst the growing darkness.

And the blackness of night made me ponder.

I should've let go of the past a long time ago. It was probably just an annoying burden for Taehyung to have someone lean on him for so long. It was time to move on.

As I waited for the streetlight to let me pass, I carefully unhooked the bunny from its once cherished place on my zipper. Holding it in my palm, I stared at it for a little longer. The light turned green, and I limped across. In the middle, I opened my hand, and the bunny rolled onto the street.

On the other side, I watched as cars raced by in a rush. One car, two cars, three cars, and then the bunny was gone. Just like that. Poof.

It would be a new chapter in my life, a new beginning.

Everything would change.

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Oh look, a late update. And it's a lot shorter than the previous chapter, too. How lovely.

IM SORRYYYY. THINGS HAPPENED. AND. IM SORRYYYY T^T

Idk if people like longer or shorter chapters .-.

And I'm actually surprised that some people are actually somehow finding this crap under a pile of other fanfics. Like. HOW .--.

Anyways, thanks for reading :D

I'LL BE BACK IN A WEEK OR LESS WITH A NEW CHAPTERRRR C:

baaaai -3-