WRITTEN IN THE STARS

THIRTY FIVE

November 11

[ Molly POV ]

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His fingers ran down my bare spine, yet I felt numb to his touch. There were no goosebumps, no warmth spreading through my skin like a wildfire, no butterflies.

I closed my eyes, letting the tears stream down my cheeks, silently crying into my pillow like I had done the entire night.

"Molly." Shawn called me, and I simply hummed in response. "Are you okay?"

I sobbed as soon as those words left his lips, my heart not able to bare anymore pain. "No." I admit, stuffing my face into the pillow, the cloth becoming damp by my salty tears.

Shawn wrapped his muscular arms around my small frame. He was gentle, as if holding a newborn, yet he held me tight as if trying to hold the broken pieces together. Still, there was nothing.

"Thank you." I whisper.

We remained quiet as he held me. He hushed my cries and stroked my hair, comforting me as best he could.

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I let the doorbell ring and ring and ring and ring. Eventually, the ringing of the doorbell was blocked out by my senses and it was like the ringing had stopped.

I sat on my couch, my eyes glued to the motion picture on the screen, but my mind absent from my body.

It was like I was reliving last nights events. I was a broke CD, replying the same scene over and over and over again.

Suddenly, a warm hand met my tear stained cheek and wiped away the warm beads of water.

"Molly." Joy cooed, her voice soft and hurt. I looked up to meet her eyes and noticed they were exactly like mine. Red, swollen, and filled with an ocean of tears.

"What's wrong with you?" I cried, pulling her into my arms immediately. We both sobbed, shoulders dampened with each other's tears.

She pulled away, hiccuping as she wiped her tears. "This is all my fault."

I shook my head, resting my hand on her shoulder. "No, it's not. Their your group and they had to come. It was jimin's choice too. Mine as well."