NOTE: The love that you all showered me last chapter - WOW! Thank you all, I'm back for you bb. You demanded, I delivered.
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April 13, 20XX Monday pt. iii
"Jennie!"
I curse the elevator for not opening in time when I get a glimpse of Taehyung entering the hotel lobby. I quickly head into the stairwell, rushing all the way to our floor, my legs burning as I climb higher and higher.
"Jennie, please!" Taehyung pops his head from the rail.
"You stay far away from me. You hear me, Kim Taehyung?" I scream down at him, tears streaming down my face.
When he makes a dash up the stairs, I sprint up into the hall, making it to the hotel room and swiping myself in.
Unfortunately, I couldn't close it in time, Taehyung slams right into it forcing it open.
I grunt as I stumble back, piercing my dark eyes through him, hating the little hiccup that slips past my mouth.
I curse under my breath, balling up my hands into fists.
Taehyung catches his breath, his face etched with guilt.
"Jennie..."
I squeeze my eyes, "Stop saying my name! Just stop it! I hate it! I hate you!"
Taehyung shuffles closer, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry," I scoff, "For?"
"Everything... just...let me explain," His soft voice breaks.
"Then explain already! Stop with this sick game that you're playing. I. Don't. Have. Time. Anymore." With every word, I push him away from me, devastated by how weak each push becomes.
I stare across his chest as my vision blurs, all my precious memories feeling like an inflicted wound because all I can think about is the fact that Taehyung may not have lost his memories but pushed me away by his own doing.
He moves carefully and rightfully so as I feel like I could shatter at any moment.
Holding my wrists, he whispers, "I...know who you are."
My eyelids flutter, but I keep my head low enough to hide how vulnerable I feel.
"I know that you are my wife. That you are my Jennie."
Not anymore I think, but it may have come out of my mouth as well, followed by a sob as I yank my wrists away from his hold.
"How long have you known?! Did you even lose your memories...at all."
"I've known ever since that fight at Jungkook's...I think. After that, my memories have become more stable, but I still can't...recall the past."
You can't recall us.
I shake my head. "But you knew everything that I told you? That you have a son? And you remember the promise you made me at the hospital? Yet you still didn't keep it. You were gone for a year."
Taehyung hides behind his fringe, swallowing the lump in his throat.
I curse his name for the first time ever and attempt to storm into the room.
"I was hurting you!" He shouts after me.
I look over my shoulder, watching him stand, and for the first time ever the towering giant looks so small.
"I was hurting you over and over every time I told you that I forgot you. It wasn't healthy for you...for me to be in your life like this."
"In sickness and in health, Taehyung." I clench my jaw.
That's what we promised.
He looks at me with confusion.
"You were my husband. I was supposed to be with you through thick and thin. Instead, you decided to have someone else at your side through it all."
"There's nothing going on between Irene and me."
"So? She knows you better than me now. The "New" you."
My heart hurts too much to keep arguing with Taehyung. All I want to do is close my eyes and open them once this nightmare is over.
Taehyung falls silent, his tears falling down his cheek.
"I'm so mad. I'm so mad that I can't even understand it all and it's all your fault. Not because you can't remember me, but because you made a decision for me...and it was to lose you. That was never a decision for you to make."
"I did what I thought was right," Taehyung has to take breaths in between holding in his cry, making it hard for him to speak.
"So what are you trying to do now? Are you trying to get close to me again? Is THAT what this trip is all about? Do you want me now? Well, I don't want you. I want the old you!"
"You don't think that I miss the old me too?" There's more aggression in his voice this time. "You don't think that I'm killing myself every single day trying to get back what's precious to me? Do you think I'm happy staying away from you and Yejoon?! I wish this wasn't happening to me. But it looks like this is how it's going to be from now on! I may not remember the past, but that doesn't stop it from having happened. That doesn't stop me from finding my way back to you. That doesn't stop my heart from beating for you."
"You're right..." I tell him, controlling my breathing. He looks into my eyes and I hate the way he does it. "You said it yourself. You may not remember the past, but that doesn't stop it from having happened. You were gone for a year of my life. I would have forgiven you up until this day for it. Now I know that it was your choice despite having known everything. I'll never forgive you for that. Especially for being out of Yejoon's life."
"I haven't been out of his life," he confesses, the room filled with the sounds of our sniffles and cries. "Jungkook brings him over every weekend."
"So just me then." I shake my head at him before turning into the room and slamming the door close.
Jungkook...that traitor...
I wipe at my eyes so aggressively that I see stars behind my lids.
Things are never going to be the same with Taehyung and me.
Grabbing the wine bottle from the dresser, I open it up and drink it straight down.
Taking my phone out, I text the only person I trust: Sungjae.
Never.
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Author's note;;
It needed to happen folks :( On a positive note, I am going to update again real soon. I promise so don't miss me. It will be wasted heartache~ I'll update in a couple of hours.
