In Another Lifetime

Leave me here

I looked down at my hands in my lap, the pain in my heart so deep that I knew I would feel it forever. I started to cry harder, squeezing my eyes shut tightly, and I couldn't help the sob that rose from my chest and escaped my lips. The next thing I heard was the door, opening, and then closing with a bang.  

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I was alone. So very alone. This wasn't supposed to happen. What was the sense of my wish being granted if Taehyung hated me? How did this help him, or me, or anyone?

I looked up towards the door that he had walked out of. The tears were unstoppable, making it hard to see clearly. I picked up my can of soda, and threw it at the door, missing by a lot, and hearing it land, the remaining liquid sloshing out all over the floor.

I laid on the couch, letting the tears fall, not understanding why everything seemed to be going wrong. I thought this was supposed to make me happy. Wasn't that what I'd been told, that I needed some happiness in my life?

I cried until it got dark, the food on the table forgotten, my heart aching so bad I knew it was breaking. It was breaking into so many pieces, each piece that was severed being more painful than the last.

But this wasn't reality. This was my wish, there had to be some explanation for what had happened. I'd been told to tell him, because it would be better in the end if he knew. I'd done what I was supposed to. Yet, Taehyung was gone, and probably wouldn't be coming back.

"Why?" I yelled into the empty room. "I did what you said..." I sobbed quietly.

I was so tired, and my tears wouldn't stop. I was torn between wanting to go home, and wanting to see Tae, try to fix this, so that the remaining 27 days wouldn't feel like a living hell for both of us. I knew I couldn't go home, not until it was time.

Maybe I would just lock myself in this room for the rest of my time here. No one would care anyway.

I closed my eyes again, hoping for unconsciousness.

Taehyungs POV

I had wanted to kiss her again so badly.

I stepped into the elevator, my head spinning, not sure how to feel, or what to think. I was so confused. I rode down, knowing I should feel awful for leaving her there crying like that, but I didn't. I didn't feel anything at the moment.

I got off the elevator and stepped out the door, having no idea where to go. I couldn't go to the dorm, any one of the guys could be there.

I walked the two doors to the building I'd left not even an hour ago, walking in and heading straight for the elevator. I got off on the 9th floor, letting myself into the main room, and standing there, looking around.

No one was here, thank goodness. It wasn't often we finished a day before 10pm, so to get out of here at 6, well, lets just say no one would be coming back tonight.

I walked to the hair and make up room, stepping inside and closing the door behind me. I walked to Laney's work area, and sat in the chair, slumping back and closing my eyes.

Every thing had been going so good. Delaney was sweet, and smart, not to mention gorgeous, with a beautiful smile.  She was a little shy, and kind of quiet, which I adored about her. I couldn't help but like her.

She had to be joking, right? She made a wish...sure. People make wishes all the time. That wasn't the part I was having a problem with.

I rolled my head back, trying to remember everything she'd told me. God help me, she had said she was really 51, and married, with two grown kids. That was the part I just couldn't grasp.