3. Love Is Not Over [Yoongi]

Part 16

Yoongi POV~ 

I sat in my bedroom quietly, staring down at my hands in my lap. The silence was mind numbing. It was almost too quiet. 

It seemed unreal. 

I ran my fingers through my already messed up hair with a sigh. I looked back, over my shoulder at her. She was fast asleep, a small smile appeared on my face. I leaned back onto the bed and leaned towards her; giving her a small kiss on the head. 

"You're such a beautiful dream.." I whisper in her ear, not receiving any reaction from her. I laid my head against hers for a moment before pulling away and sitting up completely. I stood slowly from the bed and stretched myself out lightly. My muscles ached as I stretched them out. I slipped on some clothes quietly, not trying to wake her up. 

I looked back over at her as I went over to the door, she was still asleep quietly. I gave her a small smile before leaving the bedroom. I ruffled my hair a little as I headed to the front door, slipping on my shoes by the front door. I opened the front door, a cold breeze hit me in the face. I let out a sigh and walked out of the house. The cold wind started to pick up even more. 

My hair tussled up, getting in my eyes a little bit. I walked out of the house and shut the door behind me. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and began to walk down the sidewalk. 

This night was cold and quiet, just like my mind. My mind remained blank as I headed away from my house, looking up at the sky as I walked quietly. Dark clouds rolled across the sky, passing in front of the moon occasionally. I let out a sigh before closing my eyes and hanging my head, as I continued to walk down the street. 

I looked around as the buildings as I walked, I stopped walking after a few and looked over at a music store. There was a large brown piano close to the front of the store. I bit my lip lightly and started to cross the street over to the store. I went up to the door and pulled on it a little. 

Locked, of course. 

I glanced around me, not really sure what I was looking for. I grabbed a large trash can, lifting it up and throwing it at the window; shattering the glass with a loud crash noise. I stepped inside the store and went over to the piano, sitting down in front of it. 

I put my fingers on the keys with a sigh, as I began to play. I started to hum to myself as I played the piano quietly. I closed my eyes a little as I let all my feelings go into playing this song. 

After I stopped my fingers, the song was over. I opened my eyes and looked at the piano, before looking around me. I stood up and walked away from the piano and out of the store, through the broken window. Siren wailed in the distance, I looked up at the store sign. 

"It's a beautiful lie.." I whisper, before running away from the music store.