12 - leave

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dahyun


it's been two weeks.

no one came to look for me..no one even cared for my absence. i spent those two weeks at home, on my bed..wallowing in despair.

i missed taehyung..so much. i think about him every minute of the day.

'please come back,' i chanted repeatedly in my head, praying with my eyes closed.

my heartbeat fastened when i heard the doorbell ring.

somebody's here.

i moved with lightening speed. somewhere lodged in my heart i was hoping it was taehyung, returning back into my arms and telling me everything was okay.

when i opened the door, it wasn't him.

"dahyun.."

all the happiness built up in my body drained out. i eyed the figure with a stoney expression.

"what do you want?" i asked quietly with creased eyebrows.

jimin was staring at me with indescribable eyes. he cleared his throat and muttered, "i just wanted to check up on you. you haven't been at school lately so.."

"i'm fine, just leave me alone," i responded, going to close the door but he lodge his foot between the door, preventing me from closing it.

"look, you're locking yourself up in that room and it's not he-" he spoke but i interrupted him, "i don't have time for your shit, jimin. just fucking leave."

jimin's anger rose inside of him and he held the door open, harshly saying, "you think i want to be here? i'm here because certain people are coming to-"

i interrupted him again, "shut the fuck up, jimin! do you not know anything? you're the reason for this pain! i don't want you and i don't need you so fuck off."

my anger spilled into each word, making jimin's body stiff. he instantly stopped talking.

silence.

we stared at each other, pain seeped through my eyes. i was about to break down any second.

breaking the silence, i gritted my teeth and whispered, "i'm a murderer, remember? you think i killed your parents.. and now taehyung..so stop pretending like you care and leave."

jimin didn't respond. he just stood there.

and then, he said it.


"i'm not leaving.."

nothing had me prepared for that.

he looked at me with intense eyes, "i'm not leaving," he repeated.

jimin reached over and gripped my wrist, dragging me out of the doorway. i was in complete shock but before i could object, he said, "let's go," before dragging me into the unknown.

what the fuck is he doing?


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ily so much

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