I stay frozen while I stare at Taehyung at the door. He has his school sports uniform on, which means that he might have just come from practice. He has a banquet of flowers on his right hand, the one that looks a bit wet because of the rain. His eyes look at me heartbroken, and then they look at Jungkook, filling with fury. I didn't put a lock on the door, so he came in without knocking.
"Taehyung..." I say separating myself from Jungkook.
"Who is he?" He toses the question with rage.
I've never seen him like this. His eyes are filled with tears, and his face is red and tense. I don't know if he's tearing up of anger or sadness, but that doesn't matter. He's so mad that I don't even know how to respond.
"Taehyung, I..." I cover my mouth with my hands which tremble.
I suddenly start crying. Taehyung's gaze poses on me, and I can see how hurt he is. I feel like the worst person in the world, and maybe I am. He'll never forgive me.
"Who is this idiot?!"
Jungkook doesn't even move. Taehyung also doesn't seem to want to confront him, because he knows that he won't win. He just simply throws the flowers on the floor and looks at me again.
"How could you do this to me?" He whispers, and a single tear falls from his eye down his cheeks. "With all the time we've spent together, how could you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
"I'm an idiot, I'm such an idiot that I feel sorry for myself." He passes his fingers through his hair in a frustrated gesture.
"I'm sorry, please, forgive me..." I say, extending one of my hands to grab him arm.
"Don't touch me!" He yells. "Don't call me anymore, Areum."
He takes a step back, willing to leave.
"Please, let's talk." I mumble with a lack of breath due to all the crying.
"Talk? What do you want to talk about?" He exclaims. "We don't have to talk about anything, believe me."
"Don't leave..." I whisper, getting closer to him. "Please, let's talk."
"Areum, stop! I haven't been with another person behind your back, so you're not in the position to ask me for anything."
"I know, and I'm really sorry, I-"
"I don't want to hear it." He interrupts me. "We're done."
This time I can't grab his arm because he turns around and walks towards the door. When I hear it close, I feel like if I'm about to collapse. I'm crying, and each time I try to take a breath I let out a loud sound.
"Areum..." I feel how his hand poses on my waist.
"Don't touch me!" I shriek angrily. I turn around and he looks at me with guilt. "This is all your fault!"
"My fault?" He laughs. "Since the beginning I told you that you should break up with him, but you didn't listen."
"I didn't want to break up with him!" I say desperately. "But I was stupid enough to fall in your games."
"Areum, you're not in love with him, and sooner or later this had to happen." He explains, but I don't want to hear it.
"Stop. Stop talking."
"Areum..."
"Leave, please." I say with a choppy voice. "I don't want to see you, leave me alone..."
Jungkook looks at me firmly and takes a step towards me. I move away, and I walk away to the kitchen. There's a few seconds of silence, and for a second I think he's going to walk in and console me.
However, I hear the sound of the bell when he leaves. I lean my head on the door and I cry. I don't understand how all of this came to be so out of control.
A small part of me wishes that Jungkook would've stayed with me. Not admitting it would be unfair, but it still hurt. Taehyung will never forgive me, and the truth is that I don't blame him. He deserves someone who will love him.
I'm reality, I never deserved Taehyung. He was always so nice to me. At some point, I suppose, this was supposed to happen. Taehyung didn't deserve to deal with my stupidities.
And the bad thing about all of this? That I was now completely alone.
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Fanfiction❝Tell me that you want me...❞ Areum is a seventeen year old teenager with an average life; a fun best friend, a loving boyfriend, good grades and a part time job in her father's diner. But everything changes when she meets the bad-humored and egocen...