Remember | Yoongi FF (C)

Confession

"Y/N, is that really you?"

I was shocked. Jiyong was right. He is back and that means that he is in trouble.

"Yoongi. You, you're here. You're back. It's been so long. I never thought I'd see you again." I felt guilt. Kissing my childhood best friend. "Y/N.." he completely removed the mask from his face and I could see every single detail now. How his face was still so pure and clean. He smiled at me and his gummy smile gave hope to my soul.

I've missed that.

He leaned closer and hugged me tight. We stayed like that for a whole minute. After that he took a step back. "We need to talk." he said and my heart skipped a beat. I knew what this was about. I knew how he would hate me for not helping him, his brother. Oh my.. How he would hate me for being the sister of the killer. We sat down at the small couch and there was silence. None of us ready to talk yet. "It's you, isn't it?" I looked at the floor, feeling a black void dragging me into the abyss. "Y-Yoongi.." I tried to talk but my brain had stopped. I just wanted out. I wanted to go back were nothing had happened and we were kids and happy. I raised my head and my eyes met his. He was nervous and kinda unsure of what's happening.
"Y/N, I honestly need your help. I don't remember things. I've been in medication for so long that it has damaged my brain. I only have that picture. They gave it to me. They told me that this is the answer to my past. I only remember seeing him there. Unconscious. Bleeding. My heart dropping at the realization  he's..d-d-dead." I could see tears forming in his eyes and by instinct I hugged him. He hugged me back and started sobbing. After few minutes that he calmed down, he explained everything to me. How his parents just shoved the pills down his throat and made him an addict. How they never spoke of his brother after his death. His amnesia. He didn't even knew that it was me and my brother at this picture until I told him. "So, that's my story. I'm trying to find answers and the closer I've been, is this picture those people gave me. So I guess you're the way to regain my memories. And seek justice for my brother's death." I contemplated with myself for a while.

I should tell him. But I just got him back. I don't want to lose him. And that kiss.

Two weeks. I'll tell him then. When I will no longer be able to be with him anymore.

"Y/N.. Are you okay? You're gonna hurt yourself!" I just realized that I put my hand inside the cup of hot tea to stir it. "OH MY GOODNESS THAT BURNS. WHAT THE FRENCHITY IS WRONG WITH ME?" I ran to the kitchen to apply some water to the burning hand of mine. Yoongi followed me worried. "I'm sorry. I just, I don't know how much of help I can provide. I'm gonna become a nun in two weeks. And I'm gonna be stuck in a church for the rest of my life." he grabbed my hand "then let's prove that you're not possessed. Let's prove to your parents that what you saw is real. What did you see?" I froze. I looked at him in the eyes. He legitimately wanted to help me. That's when I bursted into tears. I collapsed to the floor. "Yoongi, I-I can't. If I tell you, I'll lose you, and I just g-got you b-back. I don't want you to h-hate me. I-I tried okay? But I was a child and I couldn't d-do anything. They just refused to listen t-to me. I don't want to lose you. I've missed you so much. And now that you're back and you're seeking answers it's too dangerous for you and I'm scared. I don't want you to hate me. I-I did my best to help you and they only managed to trap me into a prison. For my whole childhood I've been stuck inside a church. I don't know if I can do it." my words got lost inside my sobs. His arms tight around me never letting me go. "Tell me. You're not gonna lose me. It's not your fault. Calm down." I took deep breaths and calmed myself down. "I saw everything Yoongi. I saw who killed your brother. But when I told them the next day, they just told me I had a bad dream and that I shouldn't accuse people for something serious like that. I told them that I wasn't the only one. Jin was there. Do you remember him? Tall kid, full lips and glasses? Around my age. We were friends and we were together that day. You thought we ran away but we hid and saw everything. But he won't confess cause he is afraid. Until now. He won't." he was shocked by my confession. "Okay. It's okay. We will talk to him. We will protect him. We will find a way out of this. I promise. But, who did it, Y/N? Who killed my brother?"

Silence

"Yoongi, it was Jiyong. My brother."

"No. This.. It's not true."

The next thing I heard was the front door closing.