Disclaimer: This following chapter does not contain serious smut scenes, Just some teasing I guess, and one picture. You may skip if you feel weird. BTW this is a really long ass chapter, so brace yourself, this is to make up for not posting in a few days. Ur welcome ;)
And you might need to re read the chapter 12: overheard, because there are a few important details from that chapter that relate to this one, so you might want to refresh your memory of why Tae is drunk and and in a car with Y/N. But anyway....ENJOYY!!
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Taehyung POV:
I felt the strong aftertaste of burning liquor at the back of my tongue, as I watched the traffic lights bend in weird, distorted ways, I squinted my eyes to make out the road, which seemed to twist and twirl like something I've never seen before. The rain pattered heavily onto the windshield as we drove, Causing me to remember a night I hoped to forget.
Flashback:
April 10th 2016 / 12:05 am
"What the fuck happened Jimin?" I shouted into the phone, It was midnight, and It was a call, from Jimin.
"I--I fucked up." He softly sobbed into the phone. His voice was raspy and broken.
"I'm on my way. Please, just....wait there." I said as I flew out of bed and pulled on jeans and a jacket and ran outside, The pouring rain outside smacking the windsheild as drove senselessly, racing down the streets, ignoring the red lights. My hands gripped the wheel so tight, my knuckles turned white.
I slammed the car door shut, and breathlessly ran into the ICU, startling the nurses working in at the main office.
"Kim Jihee. Where is she?" I desperately asked one of the nurses.
"The second division of the ICU down the hall to the right." She said looking up.
Without a word, my legs raced through the white halls, Until they stopped to look through a glass window, Thats when I saw her.
The blood smeared onto her clothes, her delicate head wrapped up in bandages that were seeping with blood, her sweet face covered in black and blue. Both eyes swollen shut. Hands tied in casts as one leg was lifted high. The light pink blouse she wore earlier that day was torn, and blood soaked through them. She was broken.
"You Motherfu---" I shouted and shoved him against the wall by his collar, which was wet with her blood, His eyes were puffy and red. He didn't flinch. He simply stared into no where, as if this wasn't reality for him, there was no response. Simply the tears that fell from his eyes. He was gone too.
"I let her go, for you. And not even a week later this fucking happens." I yell at him. Trying to get him to react.
"Jimin, say something. Please." I shouted at him, He carelessly grabbed my wrists and yanked them off his shirt, and shoved me backwards. His body slid down the wall, and sat onto the floor, burying his head into his arms as he brought his knees to his chest.
I let him go, and simply fell back onto the chairs. It's too late to change anything.
"I will never be able to forgive myself, So how can I expect you to?" He whispered, looking up at me.
We hadn't exchanged a word all night. Until the large glass doors of the ICU swung open,And one of the doctors came to us.
And told us she was gone.
