Hyosung POV
Standing there, I can't seem to make my body move or a word come out of my mouth as I watch Yoongi walk away. Feeling a lone tear slip down my cheek, my entire body and being goes numb. Just completely numb.
It's an odd feeling, not being able to feel a single thing as I turn back into the house and close the door behind me. It nearly hurts, and quite honestly it's weird that it doesn't. Walking back up the stairs, I go into my room. One that had originally been a guest bedroom. I feel nearly completely separated from my body as I go over to my closet, pulling out the clothes that Jungkook had given me when I went into that café back in Busan after running from the hospital.
Everything feels entirely like nothing as I change into his clothes, wanting to like the feeling of the larger clothes dawning my body but lacking the ability to really feel anything of the sort. Instead, I simply change into the clothes before slipping my shoes back on and walking back out. I don't stop when I faintly hear Taehyung sneering at me about where Yoongi is, continuing on down the stairs and soon out of the house.
Disliking the tiniest bit of pain and anger rushing through me, I begin running to who knows where. I just let my feet take me where they want me to, not caring how far it is or where the hell exactly it is. I simply stop when I finally begin to tire out, not minding the scenery anyways. Looking around me, a ghost of a smile tugs at my lips as I enjoy the scene of a large meadow spread out around me.
Sighing to myself, I let myself collapse down onto the ground as I sprawl my body out. Beginning to catch my breath, my mind begins to wander. Though, it doesn't go far, just as it never does.
The numbness hurts. It's an odd feeling and a surprisingly rather tiring one at that. But then again, maybe it makes sense.
Maybe that's exactly it. We just eventually go numb, because you can't break a heart that's already broken.
Though, I can't tell if it's because of Taehyung or because of Yoongi that I'm feeling this way. It rather hurts that Yoongi just up and left over something like that. It's not like I know everything about him, and yet, he's upset because I didn't tell him about my past? Over something I didn't even want to tell Taehyung?
Then again, Taehyung certainly knew the game he was playing with me and Yoongi, and he played it damn well. It really does suck knowing that he won too.
He got his way. Taehyung got what he wanted. He doesn't have to see me or deal with me anymore. He doesn't have to worry about keeping me away from Yoongi or vice versa. And now, Yoongi doesn't have to worry about ever seeing my face again. Doesn't have to worry about seeing me ever again.
I honestly don't know why I ever even bothered. I should've known better than to think that I could ever have something truly good for once. Should've known better than to think anything good would come of me staying with anyone. Hell, if things couldn't even be good when I was living with my own family, why did I think that things would be better if I lived with someone else? Why did I think that I'd ever have a chance with anyone?
Yoongi POV
Laying back at home in my room, I sigh quietly to myself as I stare up at the ceiling. I'm unbelievably annoyed with myself for the simple fact that I can't stop thinking about Hyosung. She's the last thing I want on my mind right now and yet, she's the only thing that I can seem to think about.
It's really frustrating. I don't want to be so mad and upset over this. I wish I hadn't let my temper get the best of me and that I hadn't yelled at her the way I did. I'm worried because now, I'm not there to make sure she's eating properly or even semi properly. Hell, after what I did? I'm hoping she'll be eating at all.
I groan, running my fingers through my hair and tugging lightly at the ends. It's not like I can go back and fix that, and honestly, I'm still frustrated she never said anything about her past to me. I still don't want to be thinking about the beautiful chocolate brown haired and caramel color eyed girl.
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