The heart never forgets. It's just that... sometimes there has to be sad endings for the spark of better beginnings.
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~Sequel to Let Us Be Us~
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START DATE: 28.02.109
Life works in such a way that you only realize it has been working out after you experience things. It seems like everything is trash and downhill but one day you find yourself sitting on the same swing sofa in your shared garden with the boy you loved and abandoned once upon a time.
Of course it's silent. At least for a very long while.
Even though if I'm the one who called him out to talk, watch me zip my mouth like I didn't when my primary school teachers warned me to.
I wasn't even sure if Jungkook would agree when I asked him to spare some time to talk. Hell I wasn't even sure if I had to courage to knock on his door. But here we are.
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- You don't have to say anything. -Jungkook suddenly breaks the silence, turning his face towards me. His face isn't as strong as his voice is, he looks vulnerable and a chest holder of words that he is holding back from escaping.
I shake my head quickly, absorbing the beats of my accelerated heart, the squirming anxiety on my stomach and the heavy blush accross my cheeks.
- I want to apologize. -I say before I have time to rethink and decide not to say.
He looks taken aback. He just blinks.
- For today... -I say again. When did my voice get this tiny and exposing? It sounds like a bird's squeach. -With my father.
He looks down at his lap, tensing up immediately over the mention of dad.
- Why are you apologizing... -He mumbles quietly. -I wasn't supposed to be there.
- It's not about that. -I reply, guilt eating me up from inside as the scene replays in my mind. -You didn't deserve that treatment from my father, and I want to apologize for his disrespectful behavior.
Jungkook's eyes meet mine again. Electricity travels in my veins as those lovely black orbs of his reach out to mine, even though not as fondly and familiar-looking as the old times.
- Aren't you going to blame me for stalking you again?
My breathing stops as the words hit me. He thought I would take my father's side?
- What? Why? -I ask with shaky eyeballs, confused and hurt by his assumption.
Jungkook lets out a short condescending chuckle and looks to the other side.
- You sure forget things quickly.
Ouch.
- Jungkook... I just called you out to apologize, okay? If you have something to say you can just say. You don't have to imply anything.
- Last time I spoke you slammed the door to my face. -He throws me a painful glance, tongue poking the side of his mouth.
- Maybe I did that because you were being rude? -I bite back shamelessly, completely ignoring the fact that I cried the whole week because I felt guilty about the way I treated him in the first place. It doesn't matter now.
