Lost Memories (Taehyung x Jennie) [Book 2]

◆ Sixty - Five ◆

"I'll let you explain, Jennie."
Coldly...
He informed.

"T-Taehyung..."
    I stuttered nervously.
My voice is cracking too.

He stood up and turned his back.
But he halted on walking away to ask me...

"Did you cut, Jennie?"
    His eyes are filled with both worry and anger.

"Tae..."
     I can't answer honestly.
All I can say was his name.

"It's..."
     I sighed as I can see his madness.

"Sorry. I'm so stressed while thinking that you got hit by the car and was comatosed because of me."
     I answered with my voice shaking.

"So you cut yourself?"
     His voice is being husky in anger.
His eyes are flaming once again.

"Taehyung..."
      I can't answer directly.

And because of that...
He walked towards me and granbed both of my hands.

And as he found the one with cuts...
His free hand clenched and in his actions and expression, I can really tell that he can yell at me anytime.

"Haven't you thought that it wasn't your fault?"
      He asked raising his voice a bit.

"You're mot the one who hit me by a car. You're not..."
       I cutted him to defend myself.

"It's the only think I have thought while looking at you and everyone! Everyone in you group are blaming me for it! Even mymown friends can't comfort me while we are looking after you who's unconscious those past few days. I was in the verge where I can't do nothing but to blame myself!"
      I burst out...
My emotions became unstable this time.
I'm really guilty over with it, that even now that he's awake, I'm still blaming myself.

"JENNIE!..."
     His voiced roared the room.
Inwas startled but I'm able to hold my shock.

"It wasn't your fault! How come that you can't considerate yourself while considering everybody that surrounds you?"
     He asked me...
Pointing at me.

"I thought I was a burden and all. That everyone's cursing me because I caused too much trouble. For the very first time that we have a large conflict, it is because of me, because I can't fight for our love with my parents. Next was being kidnapped, being shooted by a gun and everything that nis happening until now! Even our arguement now is my fault...."
      I started sobbing after the last line...
My eyes siddenly teared down.

I can't hold it.
So, I just let it.

I sat down on the carpet.
I'm trying to stop crying, I covered my face and hid my tearing eyes.

Suddenly...
After seconds...

I felt arms surrounding my body.

"It wasn't your fault."
     He informed with worried and warm voice while hugging me and caressing my back.

"It was."
     I answered sniffing.

"No, Jendeukie. No. Those are accidents, you haven't planned it. You didn't expect it to happen, either. So stop blaming yourself. You're making it hard for yourself...as well as for me. It is so hard to see you crying, for all the days that we having conflicts and those times that you are crying, I felt like dying. So, please, stop crying. It wasn't your fault. Besides that, I'm fine now. I'm right here, hugging you. Don't worry. Nothing's gonna happen again."
    He cupped my face and wiped the tears off.

His hands are warm now...unlike the time I held it when he's comatosed.

His warmness, it makes me feel better and comfortable. I have managed to stop crying but I'm still sobbing, I might have a hicvuo anytime.

He lifted me and not far...
He landed me to his bed.

"Stop now."
     His mature yet sweet voice cooed me.

I nodded sobbing.

Then he reaxhed the water from his desk and gave me a glass.

I drank it and after...

"Sorry."
     I apologized.

"There's nothing to be sorry. Just don't do it again. Also, be sorry to yourself, you cutted yourself. What if you lost too much blood and...nevermind, I'll go get the kit. Stay here and do noting but wait for me."
    He commanded as if I'm going to cut myself again.

Then he went outside and after getting the first aid kit, he entered our room and went to me.

No words...
He put some ointments to my wounds.
I hissed in pain but he don't bother doing it softer.

"That's your punishment for cutting yourself."
The next, I almost pulled my hand to get it off from his grip but he won't let go my hand. Instead, he spoke that it was my punishment. Great.

"Why do I need a punishment like this, can you just give me a kiss. This is really painful."
     He looked at me...
I noticed his eyes landed on my lips but he shook his head and say no word.

After few more seconds, he ket go of my hand and fixed the med kit.

He placed the med kit on the side of the desk and sat beside me.

"Don't do it again."
     He seriously commanded.

I nodded.

"Aren't you hungry?"
     I asked as the silence ate the room for seconds.

"No. Not yet. Should we go to the kitchen? Are you starving already?"
     He asked.

I nodded.

"Go change first."
      Then he smacked his lips unto mine.

He stood up and threw the blade on the trash bin.

While me, I changed my clothes.

After I finished, I walked to him.
His eyes met mine but he looked down to my pulse.

He reached my hand and checked it once again. He sughed and shook his head.

Worried, he is.

I smiled...
And informed...

"I'm fine, Tae. Thank you."

His eyes met mine again.
Worry can see through his gaze.
I smiled wlsweetly and he just relaxes himself and interlocked his fingers with mine.

But before I could pull him iut of the room...

He pulled me by the back of my neck and kissed me deep enough to make me give in.

Half of a minute, I think, before he pulled out..

"Kaja."
Then he invited.

"I miss these kind of scenes with you...

Taehyung-a."