quick a/n:
thanks so much for those who stayed with me until this 30th chapter, I'm so happy this book still has readers! thanks so much, everyone <3
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•tae•
The wind harshly blew on my face as I ran out of the hotel, again. I didn't like storms in June. They made me feel weird.
The wind blew on the left side of my head, strongly ruffling the hairs stuck to my forehead with water from the rain.
I made a sharp turn and slipped on the rain, falling back and hitting my head on the side of the road.
A man's voice made me open my eyes slightly, wincing at the pain from the impact.
"Are you okay?"
My surroundings blurred up and everything turned to black.
•jk•
I took ahold of my phone, typing messages to Jungkook. He didn't view any of my messages.
Jungkook
Tae
Jungkook
Where are you
Jungkook
This was all a misunderstanding
Jungkook
I promise
I scratched my thighs, curling up into a ball to cry again. I couldn't recognize myself in the mirror.
Yoongi was sat on my bed, and he was as silent as I was.
I screamed at him, and he's still mad at me.
My phone dinged and I grabbed the device, immediately turning it on.
Taehyung✌️💕
5113, Gwang-Si-Bo street
Jungkook
Taehyung!
Jungkook
please come here
seen, 11:11 PM
The night grew darker and deeper as I put on a jacket and burst out the door, leaving Yoongi alone in my hotel room.
I walked out, welcomed by the heavy rain and wind.
The numbers ringed through my head as I ran towards the coordinates, eventually finding the area.
5113
I ran up the small stairs as I looked around, before ringing the doorbell, lips quivering as I avoided crying.
The door opened and a tall man looked at me.
"Name?" He asked, sounding like a patrol from the police, or something.
"J-Jungkook," I stuttered. He nodded and let me in.
Was Taehyung being held hostage?
I looked inside the living room, taking my oversized jacket off.
He was laying on the couch, an ice pack on his head. I didn't know if he was asleep, knocked out or dead.
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°cherry tree°- •비민•
Fanfiction[i wrote this garbage when i was 12 years old, please for the love of god don't read this, spare yourself from this monstrosity] ❝I'll always remember you.❞ The beginning of a lifetime's tale all started under a large, weeping cherry tree. . . . VMI...
