As the snowflakes began to frailly tumble down, from the grey clouds, I reached my hands out and fluttered my eyes.
Why can't I always fell this precious sensation?
The snowflakes began to fall further and further away from me. Abandoning me. Hating me. Killing me.
A sudden, sharp howl of pain jumped out of my mouth, as the tingling pain began to become a wildfire. Blood red, coal black and brown scars scorched my ankles, burning from the inside out.
I guess my supply of passion ran out huh?
Weakly, I limped back inside my sitting room and flung myself onto the sofa.
I remember gazing at Jungkook this morning, puzzled at my note, hopeful for the future and... pure fear, fear of the burns. Little did he know I have the burns.
I laughed dryly and coldly, as I watched "produce passion" and Jungkook frantically calling my name.
"Jungkook, don't look for me or care about me. Taehyung is no more. Stop it. Stop it! STOP IT!"
I screamed... at least I thought I did. Instead I began to wheeze and, like a wrench twisting into my lungs, dull pain haunted my body. The burns had already began to destroy my inner self.I don't care.
You may think it is easy to maintain your passion, but think about living in a world where you are living and dying at the same time... that's my world. Both are the some. The government only wants perfection and a reduced population and that is exactly what happened. Families wiped out, children long gone only distant memories remained.
The weight of my group's hope, disappointment and lives pulled me down. I felt so guilty, so ashamed of my life. Taehyung. No. Just another object in this universe that had to come to an end.
This pain is my choice. Everyone would be so much happier. After all, the less obstacles the easier it is to reach for the stars, right?
So before they could abandon me, I abandoned them.
On the TV, my eyes began to water, as I shamefully watched the members scream and shout for me but in no vain. Consequently, the guards took them away: Jungkook ,the other hyungs and... Jimin? What? No way...
I jerked back up.
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A Burning Passion
FanficThe Bangtan boys are not destined to be K-pop Idols but instead tormented by the AU where the idiom of 'Passion is your life' is taken too far...