Fake Love 2 || Jimin BTS

8. I Could've Left

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I held Jimin in my arms as he was panting on the ground.

Jungkook had left even if I tried to stop him.

I wasn't crying. I was broken.

Jimin was still breathing heavily even after I patched up his many injuries.

Jungkook looked worse, much worse.

As I was moving Jimin's bangs from his face, he grabbed my hand and looked straight in my eyes.

"Do you love him?" I was caught off guard by the question.

I said nothing as he sat up and gripped my arm slightly tighter. "Did you think I was stupid?"

He said as he moved my shirt a bit revealing the hickey I received from Jungkook.

My eyes couldn't make contact with his. I continued to look at the floor as he slammed my hand away and hissed.

He walked to the living room and slammed himself in the couch.

I couldn't get up from the floor. I felt honestly weak and tired from all of this.

"No." I said weakly.

The room gone silent as I repeated loudly, "No. I don't."

I got up and stomped towards Jimin.

"Would I have stayed with you if I loved him?" He stayed silent as I began to yell.

"If I fucking loved him, I would've went with him a year ago when he asked me!I would have left and never saw you again!"

Jimin was in shock as I began to cry out of frustration and anger.

"YOU DONT FUCKING UNDERSTAND HOW CONFUSED AND ANNOYED I AM WITH MYSELF...." I yelled out.

I soon fell to the floor and yelled out again while grabbing my hair in my hands, "IM GOING INSANE WITH THIS FUCKING SHIT!"

As I silently began to sob, a few seconds later, Jimin got up from the couch and came to embrace me in his arms.

Their was no better feeling then being in his arms... none.

Not even Jungkook's.

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