Dark Skies

The love we lost

Rihanna's POV

The world stilled as I stood up. I didn't hear the slam of the door closing behind me. 

I didn't try to push past the policemen who were holding me back. 

I didn't feel the breeze whip against my face as I stepped outside. I couldn't hear the hum of the car engines as I ran in between them, dodging them each one by one. 

I didn't take any notice of the traffic lights, signalling to me that it was safe to cross. 

I wasn't aware of the sobs that racked my chest and the numb feeling spreading throughout my body. 

I tried to ignore the words ringing through my ears, 

"I helped fake the death of Min Yoongi" 

I was running but I didn't know where I was running to. 

All I wanted to do was get away. From my past and my present. I didn't care where I would end up in the future. 

My knees buckled in on me and I fell towards the ground, my vision blurred. A low ache grasped my chest and I wrapped my arms around myself as a source of comfort. Dark hair covered my face, dimming the flashing lights that surrounded me. 

"Are you okay!?" I could just about make out the voice of what sounded like a young woman. The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't process where it was coming from and I didn't have the strength to open my eyes. 

Warmth hit my back, pressing into it. The ground beneath me began to move and I stumbled forwards, reaching out to try and hold onto whoever was guiding me. 

"I helped fake the death of Min Yoongi" 

He was alive. Jimin had made us all believe that he was dead. Min Yoongi was alive and I couldn't bring myself to come to terms with it. A part of me had died. All I knew was that I couldn't do this. Not any more. 

Jimin had watched his friends suffer with grief and confusion. Hoping for answers that they would never get. Longing for the justice that would never come to be. How did Jimin even live with himself? 

I screamed out in frustration and shoved my head into my hands. Hard. But it wasn't enough. The pain wasn't strong enough. 

I did it again, harder this time. The shock caused me to fall back onto the ground, head spinning. Again. 

One for Jin,

One for Jungkook, 

One for Hoseok, 

One for Taehyung, 

One for Namjoon,

One for Jimin,

 For the love we lost, for the love we once had. 

Another for the person I was and another for the person I am today. My hearing dulled and black coated my vision. I wasn't sure what I was trying to accomplish. I just knew that, at that present moment it was the right thing to do. The only thing to do.