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Chapter 19 | The Great Pretender

Taehyung's POV

"I'll just stand over there by the window, remember what I told you." I assured her.

I had given her some lessons and tips on how to get rid of her stage fright and singing in front of others.

She nodded in approval, still looking pretty nervous.

"It's okay, it's just me, no one else is here." I caressed her arm. "You can do this. I'll even turn around so you won't see me," I gave her a reassuring smile.

She sighed, "okay."

"Okay so remember, take some deep breaths before you start. Closing your eyes can help as you can't see anyone, I won't make any noise but just pretend no one is watching or listening to you."

She nodded.

I did as well and turned around.

"Just relax," as soon as those words left my mouth I heard the music start playing.

"Oh yes, I'm The Great Pretender,
Pretending that I'm doing well,
My need is such, I pretend too much,
I'm lonely but no one can tell,
Oh yes, I'm The Great Pretender
A drift in a world of my own,
I play the game, but to my real shame,
You've left me to dream all alone,
Too real is this feeling of make believe,
Too real when I feel, what my heart can't conceal ..."

I-I can't even begin to- her voice it's it's—

It's so....

powerful.

She sings with such great desire, so much feeling and passion. As if she could feel exactly what the artist is feeling.

I wanted to turn around so bad, but before I even did, her voice started cracking towards the end of the song, as if she was losing her breath.

"I seem to be, what I'm not you see—"

I quickly turned around and my heart dropped after seeing her state.

Her face had turned red, she had tears forming in her eyes and the back of her hand to her mouth. It looked as if she had just witnessed a murder.

I snapped, and my body moved on its own.

I wasted no time in putting no space between us, and took her in my arms.

I placed my right hand on her nape and the other one around her waist. My chin was resting on her head as she heavily broke down on my chest.

She sobbed, and howled and her breathing was getting extremely shaky.

I can't believe this is the same smart mouthed, considerate girl I met yesterday. Who would've thought? I mean I had a feeling, but oh, how I wish it was just that and nothing else.

It's just so absurd.

We stood there for about 20 minutes.

I wasn't gonna let her go I was certain on that.

She started to calm down the last 5 minutes, and we stood there in silence.

No words were needed, I knew exactly how she felt and the reason. I was so frustrated and angry because of that idiotic person, that I didn't even notice a tear had slipped from my eye.

After about 5 more minutes her hands slowly fell down to her sides. She was slowly losing her balance so I gripped her with both my arms around her waist.

She had fallen asleep.

I mean who wouldn't, after so much crying it's only normal.

I pulled her head away a little and grabbed her chin just to take a look at her condition.

I grinned for some odd reason.

She looked so weak and fragile, totally not the same aggressive and sarcastic girl from earlier.

Her eyes were closed but I could see they were still red and puffy. There was still the residue of her tears on her cheeks and her nose. The shirt I was wearing was soaked, but that was the least of my worries.

Even in her worst state, she was still so beautiful.

I picked her up bridal style which wasn't hard considering her petite body, and took her upstairs to her bedroom.

I was about to tuck her in when my eyes suddenly locked with her left forearm.

How did I not notice this before?

I touched her arm and studied it.

I sighed.

"Miaa..." I mumbled caressing her scars.

Then for some odd reason, my lips connected to them, as if it was gonna make any difference.

I could tell they weren't recent because they had already blended to the color of her skin. That's probably why I didn't notice earlier.

Her body didn't respond to my touch. She was too drained.

I finally tucked her in and sat at the edge of her bed trying to think of something I can do to help her.

If I hire her a personal body guard she'd definitely decline. Well if we're being honest here she wouldn't accept anything from me at all.

I got up walking in a back and forth pace,

WHY IS SHE SO DIFFICULT. I mentally groaned.

Wait.

I got an idea!

I know this is wrong but I have no other choice.

I grabbed her phone and unlocked it, luckily she didn't have a passcode. I went through her recent calls and messages, to my surprise there was only about 4 main people on here. Her mom, brother, her best friend and some contact saved under day 1 hoe.

They were the most recent call, and had the most calls and text messages from.

I'm guessing that's her other best friend.

I got her phone number and put it under my contacts. I got her name from one of the text conversations between them.

Sunday, 11:30pm

Julie

Me: We need to talk

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A/N: it's me again! Mwahshah lol I hope you liked this chapter as I cried writing it😭

And also a reminder that harming yourself is NEVER THE ANSWER!!

Please talk to someone about it there is people for this, hell you can even talk to me idc!! But please never keep it to yourself!

And as our boys always say please remember to always Love Yourself 💜

- Mm