ANGELIC. [KimTaehyung]

g - soulmates

❛T⃣aehyung❜
My fingers twitched nervously as I waited outside the classroom. Mila had been ignoring me for quite some time now. Never at home, never at school, never anywhere in particular I guess. I was questioning her existence, maybe I had made her up in my head, as a sort of coping mechanism. It was the only way I could explain her abscence.

But her essence, it was all too powerful for her to be a figment, she had to be real. The love she made me feel was real, the pain she made me feel was real, but she was all too far away.

My fingertips could no longer reach her, my phone could no longer make the connection.

Thoughts rambled in my head for so long, urging me to do something. So here I was. Trying.

Trying to do something.

"Mila," I softly spoke. I could no longer find it within myself to feel sound.

Mika slowly stopped, turning her head slowly.
Her eyes where different when she looked at me, was I not her comfort anymore?

"Leave me alone." She spoke, hurriedly pushing past me.

"I can't let you leave me just like that baby." I grabbed her arm desperately. Grasp. I had to grasp her.

"Don't touch me." Taking her arm back, she looked at me in disgust. She's slipping. Slipping.

"Please, stop ignoring me, please." Begging her was all I could do. Grasp.

"I never want to see you again, get that through your head taehyung. What you did was horrible, people like you don't deserve sympathy."

My eyes searched hers, trying to find some sensible part that could understand my suffering. Something that could ease the pain I felt when she spoke to me like that.

The scary part was that there were none, it almost sucked the life out of me. My energy desipated.

"The police might not know the type of monstrous being you are but I do. Erase me from your head, pretend like I don't exist, god knows you don't exist to me anymore." My heart cried. I just wanted to make it better for us. I just wanted to make her happy. Erasing her was not something I could do, not when she reminded me of what it truly felt like to not be alone and unwanted. Not when she came my way and made me love her. I'd rip myself apart before letting her go.

"You're going to regret doing this, Mila." I spoke. My soulmate, forever my partner. Under oath I pledge to make her suffer. To break her, so that I may mend her again. Destroying her little by little until she has no one to turn to but me. Showing her what it is like to slip into my shoes. Make her feel utterly alone, so I can be her savior as she was mine.

I mean, what are soulmates for?

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(un)edited
date published:
july 30th 2017
word count:486