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"I'm cursed" you lazily dragged yourself to the bathroom, stripping down your pajamas and hoped in the warm water bath you prepared for yourself a few minutes ago.
"What did I do to deserve all this pain?" You mumbled to yourself, letting out an exhaustive sigh with a hint of pain. You slowly slid down on the bathtub, the water almost covering your nose.
Having too much thoughts with an overflowing mind, the water ended up drowning you. You opened your eyes to see yourself under the water, somehow when you tried to lift yourself back up above the water, you felt a huge pressure on you. Like someone was holding you back down, you didn't fight back, you didn't have any reason to anymore.
You just wanted to let go, let go of everything.
And so you did.
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"When do you think she's going to wake up?" A distant voice was heard through the narrow hallway of your house
"It was scary seeing her so broken.." the voice became clearer to you, the closer it got, it was scaring you even more.
You opened your eyes slowly to close them back right away as you needed time to adjust to the environment around you.
You scanned the room you were in and everything started to become clearer for you to visualize.
You were in your room, though you remembered the last time you had straight thoughts and you knew what you were doing was crying in the bathtub.
What happened after that?
You couldn't remember."She must miss him a lot- Yumi!" You heard the voice that haunted you for weeks, the voice that was supposedly dead physically but it was still mentally in you.
You were mentally afraid to feel the heartbreak again, you weren't over the horrendous fact that he was no longer by you.
You thought over and over, the same painful question to yourself,
'Was it my fault?'
Was it your fault that he died?
No, it wasn't.But why were you feeling blameworthy, guilty for his death? You cried to sleep ever since his death, ever since then, you felt abandoned, lonely and heartbroken even though you had the most support from your family and his.
It didn't help and it couldn't.
"It's going to be f-fine" He stutters as you saw a figure approach you, his scent different from what you expected. He sits on the chair beside your bed and takes a warm towel to wipe off your oblivious tears rolling down your pale cheeks.
As expected it wasn't him.
How can a dead person come back alive? Once dead, forever dead."It's okay, the pain will go away one day" you brushed his hand off your face and turned to the other side, leaving your back to his sight. His eyes traveled from your hair to your bony back frame. You looked paler and weaker than when he last met you, which was the day at the funeral.
It's been nearly 3 months ever since you felt like your world had collapse, like your other half left you deep in that pitch black hole.
"Don't speak like you know what it feels! It's never going to be okay. There's no longer a meaning to live, god took away my happiness, he took away the one I love. So how can you be so sure that it'll go fine-" you had your back faced towards him and he could see how your body shook when you talked, hiccuping at the same time as your tears accumulated.
It was a painful subject to talk about, even till now, you feel like vomiting whenever the horrendous scene happened before your eyes.
"Because as long as you have me, you'll be okay" His voice sounded just like your boyfriend's. It was like, Jiyeong, was the actual one talking to you.
You had only him on your mind.
"And I know what it feels to lose someone precious.." he continues, his voice straining a little as he speaks those painful words that matches yours.
You were ignorant and naive. Thinking that you were the only person suffering, when there was someone even more in pain than you were. Faking a smile and laugh just to deceive people when behind those, lays those lies and sorrows.
You were foolish and rude to say that he doesn't know the feeling of pain. He is the one suffering more, he lost his twin.
A twin is just like the other half of a person. If that half shatters, you shatter as well. If that half feels certain emotion, you can sense it as well as they're both connected with each other by heart and mentally.
Therefore, you felt guilty and angry at yourself for speaking too fast, for making your words harsher than they should have been.
you're hurt but he is shattered and destroyed.
You turned your head to see him looking down at your mattress, his face showed nothing but torment. Ever since you met Jiyeong, you'd always known his twin was the stronger one, mentally, as he would never cry or show any deep emotion to anyone. He had always kept his feelings to himself as he doesn't want to burden anyone, but seeing him pouring himself out, you felt like this boy in front of you, was never the strong type.
He is a vulnerable and weak man.
"I-i'm sorry Jeongguk, I-i shouldn't have.." you turned your body towards him and held his hand which was clasped with the other, resting on his knees
His hands were cold, just like yours but not colder than how it felt to touch your dead boyfriend's hands
"We're going to get over it together, I promised I'm not going to leave you" both of you were trying to retain tears but as soon as silence overlap and memories start to evade and take over your senses, you lose yourself and everything around you shatters like fine glass.
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