𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 || A Jungkook FanFiction

Unknown Encounter

Water rushes down from above as it strikes against my skin. My tears hidden under the cover of raindrops as I stand there, doing nothing but just admiring the wonderful sky line of the city as the clouds paint the sky in an everlasting grey.

Heavy clouds hanging over the sky as my eyes keep staring at them with an emotion unknown painting my heart as heavy as the clouds. Looking down the rough river flowing underneath the bridge catches my attention.

Rough enough to devour anything falling into it.

My body unconsciously leans over the railings of the bridge to stare at the rushing water. Just as my body is about to fall down to the rushing waters leading to a wonderful ending, a sudden tug to my hand pulls me back into the nightmare I want to escape from.

"W-Why... Why Jungkook?" The voice echoes through my mind as I slowly look back at the person still holding onto my hand.

My eyes fall on a girl holding an umbrella above her head as unshed tears cover her eyes giving it a glossy look. My eyes stare into her as we stand there refusing to move from where we stood.

My shirt sticking to my skin, damp and wet. The girl pulled me behind her as she leads me towards a destination unknown with me making no efforts to stop her.

I am in no condition to fight anyways. My body is healthy but my heart is shattered.

No longer caring as to what is going to happen to me, I follow the girl as she keeps walking with me tagging behind, a warm feeling spreading where our arms link. The warmth seeping into my moist skin, heating up my cold hand as they envelope my freezing ones with her gentle touches.

Her figure seems familiar but I can't seem to recognize her. Fuzziness clouds my hazy mind as it covers it with a blanket making me incapable of thinking straight.

Finally reaching a house, I am pulled inside a room and soon find myself sitting on a couch with a towel covering my vision. Ruffling my hair, I look up as my eye met hers.

I sit captivated by them but I notice her slowly look down as tears stain her cheeks. Subconsciously reaching out my hand, I wipe them away and her eyes look surprised by my unexpected action.

Taken by surprise by my own actions I quickly withdraw my arm. Her eyes forming round circles but soon her lips turn into a sweet smile with her eyes becoming more gentle as they look at me.

"Why did you allow me to drag you here?" A chuckle escapes my lips at her question.

"I don't know... I just wanted to follow you. It felt alright being dragged by you." I reply not knowing the answer clearly myself.

My mind is in a haze and why I followed her into this house seems unclear. Neither did I know her nor this place. It is all unknown but maybe that is the reason why I followed her.

Known things have cut me far too deep so finding someplace unknown makes me feel less vulnerable maybe. My mind is a mystery of it's own with me making no efforts of unfolding it.

"You don't know me it seems." The girl speaks up as she slowly pulls a chair in front of me and sits down facing me.

Nodding my head to her question I notice her slowly exhaling as she closes her eyes and rests her chin on top her intertwined fingers with her elbows which remain on top of her thighs.

"You would know who I am if you actually came to attend classes at school instead of skipping or sleeping through all of them." She lets out a weak chuckle as she opened her eyes and looks straight into mine.

I turn my face away from hers as her gaze held emotions that I have come to hate through numerous past experiences.

Pity. Sympathy.

I don't want your pity, I am fine on my own. Where were all when I needed them? Where were they when I broke down? Where were they when I lost myself and needed someone to help join me together?

She's just another person just like them.

Know him. Get close. Open the door to his locked secrets. Turn away and the last step...

Break him.

Slowly getting up on my shaky legs I make way towards the door that closes my escape to the world outside this room holding me in prison.

Her questioning expression makes it clear that she was confused by my course of actions. Paying no heed to her lingering questions I turn away, running away from the voices that holds me captive.

Running right into the waters striking against my exposed skin and clothing as they dampen my burning heart with it's coolness, but is it enough to stop my aching?

To stop my struggle?