Distance: Our Truth Untold (Taehyung X Yerin FANFIC)

25.0 : Nightmare (The Past Pt. 18)/ Drunk

Yerin's POV

Three years ago...

"Yerin-ah..." Jimin oppa uttered.

He looks speechless right now. I looked straight at him with my teary eyes.

"Mianhae..." the word that I only spoke before I left him.

I run as fast as I could, my high heels are not a hindrance for me to dash away from him. My eyes cannot stop from tearing up as I know what I did.

Leaving him in such a tormenting state makes me hate myself for doing it.

His eyes pleading for my forgiveness is like a bow's arrow that strucked me deep within. The sight of his tears  rolling down from his eyes slowly melted me.

The warmth from his hug that usually gives me comfort is now piercing my heart from grief. His satiny, tender hands that roughly won't let go of me is telling me that I will always be the one.

I hurt him.

I end everything between us. I ended it because I am weak. I cannot fight for him...for us anymore.

Because I know that this is for the good of us.

Deep inside me, I don't want this.

I don't want to leave him.

He is the only guy I love like this, no one else. No guy like Taehyung made my life so happy, he is the one who completes me.

I stopped for a while, panting. I looked around. I cannot see any traces of him or even his friends. I think they did not follow me after all.

I lean my back on the pole of the street light to calm myself even just a bit.

But no matter how much I ease up myself, I am still hurting. I cannot rest from these wrecking emotions. I wiped my tears and get my phone from my sling bag.

I texted eomma that I will go home a bit late. I will  be busted if I called her.

My voice surely sounds sore right now. I know.

Now, where am I going?

I don't have Sooyoung and Hayoung with me. Sojung unni is busy for her classes and acting trainings these days. I don't want to be a burden to her.

I sat down, not able to handle all that just happened with me today.

I rest my head on my knees then, cried again. All I do is cry and cry not until I felt something wet on the back of my neck.

Raindrop.

In an instant, it's already raining.

And here I am, silently sobbing harder as I thought of something...someone.

My Taetae. I hardly smiled.

The rain is always there whenever I am alone, whenever I feel grief and pain.

But in the opposite, the rain itself introduced to me the important episodes of my life.

This is the exact weather when I first met him when we are just kids. It was raining when we had our first kiss. And now, it is raining again...when I finally let him go.

I opened my eyes as I heard someone's voice, calling me.

I look up to see him standing in front of me.