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As we followed the female, I made sure I was holding both Mika and Taehyung. I know that Taehyung is Namjoon's cousin and that Mika's older sister was close friends with Namjoon. Like really close. Namjoon was the dude that helped people even without noticing. When me and Mika once had a dialogue about him, she even opened up about her sister's attempted suicide. Namjoon was the one that saved her sister. Mika also told me she would forever be thankful of Namjoon.
Unfortunately, Namjoon graduated. Mika's sister was best friends with Taehyung's sister. Hearing the death of his sister, resulted in Mika's sister getting depressed once again and then.. she committed suicide. Mika mentioned it having with drowning to do but I didn't have the courage or heart to ask further. It made me burst in tears.
Now we were all standing here. Me because of his bestfriend saving me all the time, Taehyung because he was his cousin and Mika, because he once saved her sister. My body started to sweat more as the female gestured the two guards standing around the specific bed, to pull down the blanket. I felt Taehyung muffle a loud scream as his hand started to hold my arm, squeezing my muscles. I glanced at Mika who looked even more pale as she was looking at him with a blank expression as more tears flowed out. I bit my underlip as the guards nodded at the order, obeying the female as they flipped the blanket.
Taehyung let go off my arm as he run forward towards the body, falling down on the side of the body, screaming out in grief. Mika started to cry loudly, running up to the other side, caressing Namjoon's face, admiring his dead body. I felt my body tremble as I forgot to breath. I searched for my breath while crying non stop, my heart beating loud enough for my brain to go numb, my eyes blurry as I fell to my knees.
The female told us to quiet down and we tried our best, but the pain made us disobey.
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I felt a hand touching my back and I turned my head towards my beautiful boyfriend. His eyes were watery and he gave me a pitiful face as he lent me the white rose. I felt my tears roll down my already wet cheeks as I straightened my black suit and took the rose, thanking him. He intertwined our fingers as we both walked to the grave ingraved with Namjoon's birth- and death-date, his name the biggest written in glistening gold. His grave was quite close to Seokjin's I noticed. With shaky hands Jimin and I leaned forward to place the roses on his grave before we backed up and stepped back, standing in the crowd of people in black, some crying, some screaming and some praying.
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Two whole weeks had passed and we kept lit up vanilla scented candles on the table besides his picture. I remember Seokjin mentioning that Namjoon's mom used to wear vanilla perfumes. When she passed away, vanilla scent was what became his favorite scent. Taehyung promised to stay at our house and had gotten closer to me and Jimin. It was still hard to accept it, but I had filled my heart with Namjoon's memories. Right now, we were drinking tea while talking about connections. It took one whole week for Taehyung to find back to himself. He even attempted suicide once, but Yoongi saved him coincidentally. He had tried to kill his father twice, only to back out in fear.
I hated his father with my whole heart. Taehyung must have been having a hard time with that bastard. Now on to Jimin, I didn't think it was possible, but I fell even more for Jimin. It's something in the way he cares, the way he tries to comfort with all his might. I leaned against Jimin as he sat further in on the sofa and he sniffed at my nape.
Taehyung placed down his tea as he leaned back too, closing his eyes. I got the feeling of the need to ask more, so I did.
"How close were you and Namjoon?"
Taehyung's eyes opened and he quickly became uncomfortable and I panicked as I glanced back at Jimin to see if he could help, but he just gave me the same expression and we both looked back Taehyung who was now sitting tensely on the sofa, staring at us with watery eyes.
"I-i'm so s-s-so-sorry-"
"It's... it's okay"
My lips stayed apart as the tears started to flow down his cheeks. I felt Jimin's fingers trace up my back as we both watched the boy break down at the question. I attempted twice to talk, but my curiousness just shut me up.
"I-i wanted to talk about this..."
Taehyung mumbled after a while of crying. Me and Jimin nodded, understanding that he must've buried this inside of him.
"I tried so hard. I wanted to forget it so badly. But I-"
a sniffle.
"-I just can't. There's no way."
Worries flew up inside of me and I felt Jimin also growing impatient, both of us getting very very into the words Taehyung said. Taehyung closed his eyes and Jimin told him to calm down as my boyfriend let go of my back, stood up and walked closer to Taehyung, sitting down besides him and taking his hand into Jimin's smaller.
I smiled, as I scooted closer to Taehyung's other side.
"Listen, don't force yourself. If you feel like it's impossible to tell us, then don't do it."
I stated as I gave him a reassuring smile. Taehyung shook his head vigorously as a chuckle left his sad body. He opened his eyes again and took a grip on Jimin's arm.
"are you sur-"
"after my sister died. I went crazy. I wanted to kill my father. But I couldn't. My heart couldn't. But that's not all. I did some dumb stuff when I was younger, with Namjoon. I disappointed my mother who was alive. I hurt Namjoon. But it's all weird in my head...
I feel like I'm becoming insane."
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thirty-ninth chapter, this mess of a story is ending soon. bet yall are tired of this. :(
