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I'm Sorry

*A/N: Listen to the song while reading*

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Every breath I take is a breath I have stolen from him. I finally realize that now.

Overhearing him talking to his friends, saying that I... Make him exhausted.

"Just being with her, hyung. It's suffocating," He said.

"Jungkook! How can you say that?" Namjoon scolded. "What has she done to you?"

"That's the thing! She does nothing!"

I hear the sound of something shattering within me. Is it my heart? Or is it my lungs that are unable to function properly?

"I have never been able to be intimate or affectionate with her. Even for a hug, she would push me away. And when I do, she starts to cry and apologize like crazy!" Jungkook exclaimed.

My hands started shaking as I remember those times when he tried comforting me. My vision turned blurry as tears began to form in my eyes.

"There's probably a reason as to why she would do this. Haven't you asked her?" Taehyung questioned.

"You think I haven't done that? I've asked what's wrong a million times hyung. All she does is shake her head, and tells me it's nothing. It kills me to see her like that."

"Jungkook, just give her some time," Namjoon said sternly. "You know how she is."

Jungkook let out a sigh, and turned his attention to the ground. " I know but- I just- agh! I just can't deal with this kind of relationship. She's too... Weak"

Crack! The sound within me grew louder.

"Jungkook." Taehyung's voice grew colder as he said such things.

"She cries whenever I touch her. She apologizes for even the smallest of things. I can't even go out with her in public because I know she would breakdown as soon as we head out that door!"

The more I listened to him, the more I realize that he was right. I'm a burden to him. Those times where I couldn't even step foot into the restaurant with him. Those moments where Jungkook would force me to be in an elevator full of people.

"She's killing me hyung!" Jungkook shouted, full of rage. "And she doesn't even notice it! She's always too busy crying or in her own little world. It's like I don't exist! And I'm tired of it!" Jungkook slammed his fists on the coffee table, startling everyone in the room.

I snapped out of my depressing trance, and flinched at the sound. "So what exactly are you going to do then huh? Breakup with the girl? Doing that would break her even more than before!" Namjoon was pissed. How could Jungkook say things like this?

Jungkook pulls his hair in frustration. "I don't know! All I know is that she's suffocating me, and I want out."

I closed my eyes, and allowed the tears to stream down my burning cheeks. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." I began to repeat those two words over and over again in my head. I stepped out to the side of the door frame just to see Namjoon and Taehyung with terrified looks on their faces.

Jungkook followed their gaze to find me standing in front of them. "Y-Y/N..." He stuttered. I smiled at him weakly as my tears tainted my cheeks.

"So that's how you thought of me?" I said quietly. "If you had just told me, I would've-I mean, I still can-" It was hard for me to speak. Jungkook started to come near me. "Y/N. Please, I can-"

"N-no... No need to explain." I mumbled. "I get it now." I laughed a bit, and wiped my tears away which was no use. More tears began to pool under my eyes. Jungkook's face flashed with guilt, and he too began to tear up. "Y/N please let me expla-"

"Jungkook... Just shut up." Where was this confidence coming from? His eyes widened in shock of hearing the cold tone in my voice. "Y/N..."

"I'm sorry I smothered you for so long. I'm sorry that I... That I am weak. I just can't help it! I HATE BEING AROUND PEOPLE! I HATE LOUD SOUNDS! I HATE BEING LOVED!" I couldn't take it anymore.

"I especially hate you."

Jungkook grew completely pale at her words. His eyes were filled with anger with a hint of sadness. Y/N took a step back, and tried hard to keep a straight face. However, her lungs seemed to have given up on her.

Her breathing became ragged as she found it hard to breath. A wave of panic rushed through her. Y/N wheezes through the pain,and stumbles back as she tried to grab something from her pocket.

Inhaler... Inhaler... Where are you?

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