I knew I shouldn't have trusted Y/N with those words.
I can't move. I'm paralyzed. So many thoughts are processing through my mind, I can't even think properly.
"What.. just happened..?" I said weakly, about to fall on my knees.
Where's the girl who would give everyone her sweet smile?
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Sirens filled the silence of the city, the man who shot Y/N got handcuffed, the people from the ambulance took Y/N's body and operated CPR on her, but it didn't seem to bring her back to life.
"Y/N! Y/N!" Jimin exclaimed, crying everywhere as he reached for her arm.
I looked over to Jungkook. He's just sitting there, probably out of this world.
"Jungkook... I'm so disappointed in you." I said.
I fell on my knees as my heart drowned into a pool of emotions.
"Out of all humans, why her? Why her???" I exclaimed, crying unstoppably.
I feel my heart tightening, my head throbbing, all I feel is pity, anger, and so much sadness. Is this how it feels to lose a loved one? I tried to resist myself, but it's impossible... I just... can't stop crying...
'Y/N, why did you lie to me? Why did you sacrifice yourself for a man who will never love you back for the person you are?? Why?! Why did you break our promise..?'
I sat down, leaned on a wall and wrapped myself into a ball, not wanting to see the rest of the world ever again.
***
It's over. Everyone's bad luck passed, even Y/N's... And I thought I wouldn't have one like the others. But I was wrong. I finally understood what my bad luck was.
It was to cope with Y/N's death... and mine soon enough. That was my bad luck. I had to deal with it. Losing a relative.
I attended Y/N's funeral. I expected to be the only one going, since everyone's so busy with their career now; but Jungkook had the guts to come here and talk pitiful words to her and depose vivid looking amber roses next to the picture frame by the tombstone right after.
'How dare you, those were her favorites.' I thought.
As you might've figured, Jungkook wasn't someone I used to admire anymore. But I know it wasn't entirely his fault that Y/N died. Her bad luck was her death and her stupid choice of sacrifice for the love of her life who's already been taken by some other guy.
'Y/N, you dumbass.' I thought, messing up my hair as I sat there in the corner of the salon, thinking over about every messed up shit that just happened within three years.
I went to my studio and opened one of the drawers. Inside, I found an envelope. I opened it with a pair of scissors (apparently I never opened it) and took out the written letter.
Y/N wrote this. That's her writing.
I started reading the letter she wrote to either all the members... or just me.
