As I open the door,
I can feel my heart drumming inside my chest.
It's you...
I say,
It's you.....
Tiffany.
As the name escaped my mouth, I felt awkward, after all the woman infront of me was Taehyung's fiancee, the man whom admitted his feelings to me years ago, but I rejected him.
I didn't know why.
Now they are in a relationship, again.
"What are you doing here?"
Is Taehyung here? I need to talk to him. Right now.
There was urgency in her voice and I couldn't help but notice her pale face.
What happened? I wanted to ask her but it felt like I'm invading, so I called Taehyung and they went to the living room to talk.
Not wanting to eavesdrop,
I went upstairs and read a book.
But I closed it again.
I couldn't focus.
What were they talking about?
Suddenly I heard Tiffany screaming,
Kim Taehyung!!!WTF!!! You need to tell her!..
There was a sound of something breaking,
I immediately went down and Tiffany's hands were bleeding.
I look at the floor and droplets of blood were scattered everywhere.
The vase was shattered into million pieces.
She must have broken the vase.
But why?
I bend down to pick up the pieces and a piece cut my finger.
As the blood flows from my fingers....
I felt lightheaded.
Lisa, your bleeding!
Taehyung reaches for my hand but I pulled it away.
"I can take care of it."
How can he go to me like that without even glacing at her?
Are you ok?
You should ask tiffany that.
"Don't mind me, I'm fine. Just get the broom and dustpan."
I didn't mean to act cold but he was forcing me to.
I glanced at Tiffany and she was crying.
It must have hurt a lot.
I took the towel that was placed beside the table and gave it to her.
She sadly smiled at me, while saying.
If you remember anything, Please contact me Lisa. Contact me.
She left me hanging there, still puzzled by what she said.
Taehyung came back a little later.
He sweeped the floor and I helped him wipe the blood.
Where's Tiff?
"She left."
He heaved a sigh of relief but I glared at him.
"What are u still doing here? Follow her!"
B-but.
"Just do it!"
I pushed him away.
I wanted to be alone.
I feel the need to feel alone.
When he left I let my body fall right onto the floor.
I stared at my hand...
And then
I curl into a ball and cried.
Jeon Jungkook.
I remember everything now.
I caress my stomach and cried some more.
Jeon Jungkook.
I hate him.
With passion
and
I hate myself....
After all he has done....
Why do I miss him?
And why do I still want to see him?
And why do I still feel like this?
When I was with him, I felt weak. I felt obliterated.
He shattered my mind and he shattered my heart but
Ironically,
He's the only one that can glue the pieces together.
He's the only one that can make me feel alive.
I still love you Jungkook,
The man who can mend and destroy me.
I still love you...
Harder than ever before.
"Ubi caritas non est dolor"
