The next day after the incident I went to one of wardrobes and took out a book. I walked over to the edge of my bed and sat there. I opened the book and there, there was polaroid pictures of me and Jungkook. I sighed and once again I started tearing up.How could he?
Was I not good enough for him?
What went wrong?
That was all that went through my head. All the memories... were useless. I placed the book beside me and got up from my bed to get a lighter. Then, I placed one of the pictures inside my fireplace and lit it up with the lighter.
A river of tears started pouring out of my sockets. I wiped them away with the back of hand and continued placing the polaroids. I watched how the pictures on that paper slowly but surely started fading away, like the love in my heart.
After I had burned the polaroids I decided I needed some company. So I decided to call one of my oldest but dearest friend, Kyung-soo.
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A/Nsorry if this chapter isnt really long. Lately I havent really been inspired as much, but as soon as i do get into the groove i will surely make chapters a bit more longer! thank you for understanding, and have a great day loves! 🥰❤️
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