Angel 천사 Pjm

17- The Night

Taehyung's p.o.v.

I stood outside the door hesitating to ring the bell. He needed his space, but the fact that he was staying hidden was hurting me. I know he was hurting as well. And so I built up some courage and rang the bell... continuously. I rang it so that he would get annoyed. Finally the door opened after a long one minute.

"KIM TAEHYUNG! Stop annoying me early in the morning."

I barged into his room like I always did and sat comfortably on the black couch.

"Yah pabo Jimin, it's already 12 o'clock . I'm hungry. Let's go out for lunch."

"How did you know I'm here."

I smirked at him.

"I have my resources."

He ran his hands through his hair .

"Did ajumma tell you?"

"Wow Jimin. You're a genius. How did you know?"

"She's the only one who knows where I am."

I decided to test him for a while before coming straight to the point.

"I feel so bad I wasn't there at your wedding. So when I got to know you're here, I wanted to meet you."

I hugged him a little now.

"By the way, where is Miso?"

He froze for a minute before answering.

"She's taking a shower."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"In the afternoon?"

"Yes, she said she would take one before going out for lunch."

I was frustrated now.

"How long will you lie Jimin?"

"I'm not lying. Why-?"

I threw a punch at his face before he even completed what he had to say. I was angry at him for not telling me anything. And even angry because he was shamelessly lying in front me.
Wiping off the blood from the edge of his lips he gave me a death glare before he charged towards me. He roughly pushed me. Stumbling back, I fell on the ground as he kept throwing punches on my face. Even though it didn't hurt I constrained myself from hitting me. I waited for him to come back to his senses.

"I don't want to see you here anymore. Get out."

He said coldly. But I was here to get the answers and I would not leave without them.

"Will you at least tell me why are you hiding yourself?"

"Kim Taehyung I told you to get lost!"

He charged towards me once again but I held his fist this time.

"Short Park Jimin, you're so un-dangerous.'

I laughed at him before heading to his room behind him.

He wasn't paying attention to me. He made sure to make it clear that I wasn't required there.

"Will you tell me anything?"

"Why!?"

"Because I need answers."

"Why do you even need answers? I don't want to talk about the pain I'm going through."

He sat on his bed holding his head in between his hands.

"I've lost everything. My identity, my life, my home and even my love."

I quietly sat beside him. He was broken and he was hiding something. But he was so bad at it that I was able to read through him.

"Jiminie, you have not lost everything. You have me and my family and friends. Just like you were there for me. If you tell me everything I will be able to help you. Please let me help you."

He looked at me with his eyes red, thought about something but shook his head.

"No Tae. I can't. It was made sure that I'm not needed in anyone's life anymore I messed up."

" Tell me everything."

"That night was terrifying for me. "

...

Everything was peaceful and was going smooth. The people in the bus were happily talking about the couple looking cute together as they were sweetly talking to each other. It was a heart warming sight. They had decided that they would marry in their home town, without a big commotion. It was supposed to be a small event, but a big one for the two families. Everything was set. The destination, the venue, the chapel, the decorations , everything. But then he arrived, with his dark vibe and a bad omen. The bus collided with the truck coming from the opposite side. Blood and lifeless bodies on the ground, children and people crying for help. The ambulance and the police arrived after a long wait of twenty minutes. Everyone was taken. But there was one who was left behind. It was a mistake on the part of the police. As Jimin woke up, he saw no one around him. The  bus was left toppled, the people had been taken away, the area was deserted. He was scared.

"Eomma! Appa!". He shouted for help, for anyone to listen. But there was no answer. He was scared and lost. He didn't know where to go. His mind was not helping him. Unknowingly he ran away from the city, calling out their names. He had no means to contact anyone. He was tired after running. It was already dark and the clouds had covered the slightest of the moonlight from reaching the earth. He ran even if his vision was blurring. He had to find his family. But eventually he blacked out and fell down on the middle of the road.