SCARS (Taehyung FF)

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Y/N's POV

My blood was boiling up just at the sight of him breathing. I went near him ready to throw another punch but his reflex was fast this time. He grabbed my arm before I could punch him. But that didn't stop me. I kicked his crotch with my knee and soon he was kneeling in front of me groaning in pain. Guess what? You should've taken the punch instead Harry.

"What the hell Y/N?" He tried to stand up but failed.

"You don't deserve it." I said and he looked at me surprised.

"You deserve even worse you fucker." He looked down. I was about to leave but his voice stopped me.

"I'm sorry." He said. That sounded disgusting idk why.

"For what exactly?" I asked looking down at him.

"Everything. I'm sorry for everything I did. To you and Taehyung." He didn't make eye contact.

"You don't deserve forgiveness for what you did. When you make the same mistake twice it's not considered mistake anymore." I said.

"I know but I had my own reasons." Seriously?

"Yea sure."

"I just wanted to save your heart. I never had a chance for Ayu and you two gave me chances and I took them. At least one of you could dodge the regret."

"What? Are you serious?" I said annoyed.

"Did he call again? He didn't right?." That left me speechless. I didn't want to believe him. But...

"I knew he wouldn't. Ayu never loved anyone before. I don't want her first love to go down the drain. But I'm sorry for interfering in your so called love life." He said standing up and brushing off the dust.

"And you think she wouldn't regret it if it was you? Hah. Sure Ayu rejected you. Ayu never does anything she'll regret. And you should know it better why you can never be the one for her." I said and left. I thought I would feel better after beating him but I feel even more hurt now.

I saw the cab and got into it with my stuffs. Tears started rolling down my cheeks without my permission. Why am I crying? Why am I so stupid? Why didn't he call? It's been a week. He said he'd contact me. Did that kiss mean nothing to him?

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Taehyung's POV

"Hey Hyung are you okay?" Jungkook asked getting up from the bed and sitting next to me. "Nothing. I'm just jet lagged." I replied. "Are you sure? It's been a week since we came back and it's 3 in the morning." He caught up.

I turned on my phone to see it's actually 3:07 AM which meant it's 2:07 PM back where Y/N is. I know what the truth is but I'm trying my best to make the lie turn into the truth. Which isn't possible. I miss her. I miss her so much. I lied to her again. I told her I'll contact her but I didn't. Here I am even after days trying to call her but can't because of the least bit of conscience I have left in me.

Jungkook's voice snapped me back to reality. "Hyung why are you crying?" That's when I realized my eyes couldn't take this anymore. I covered my mouth and started crying silently. Jungkook started rubbing my back and hugged me. "Is it that girl? The one you went drunk for?" He stared at my wallpaper where we were smiling. I don't want to be the reason that smile fades for.

Next Morning

"Kim Taehyung-ssi?" A woman with dark blue hair with white coat called out. Her short hair reminds me of Y/N. "Yes me." I replied and went into Dr.Lee's office. I sat opposite of him. I like the fact that his office isn't so doctor-ish. It doesn't make me feel more sick than I am already.

"Did you sleep last night Taehyung-ssi?" He asked putting off his glasses. His half white hair flying with the wind coming from the window beside. I looked out the window without answering him. I wonder if Y/N forgot about me with the wind flowing unstoppably.

"I told you to come see me right after you came back from overseas. Why do I have to always blackmail you to see me?" He asked. I feel bad for this old man. I feel bad for everyone who knows me. I'm not worth the attention and care. "I'm sorry Doc." I replied with a straight face.

"Taehyung-ah... Don't do this to yourself. Look at yourself. You have bags under your eyes and your eyes are bloodshot red. I don't know what happened back there to make you like this. I heard you collapsed again. You need to take care of your health to live longer." He said. "Maybe I don't want to live longer anymore." I replied.

"What made you change your mind? Last time you wanted to live." He asked. "I love her. I really do. But I don't want her to get hurt in different ways. People will attack her because she's a fan and I'm an Idol. And then I won't live longer to protect her from the world. So how can I consider committing to her?" I grabbed my chest which was hurting like hell and let my tears fall again.

"Taehyung-ah... I might not know what you're feeling. But I'm old enough to give you some advice. Are you certain that she loves you? If yes go and get her. Don't let the world pull you apart. They'll forget about you one day or another. But nobody will know the pain you and she is going through. Nobody will understand the sacrifice The Kim Taehyung made just because of his career. You already pained her and lied to her because of the circumstances. You have very little time to make that right to her. I know this sounds depressing but live your life until you're alive. And it's her right to decide. Come clean to her Taehyung." I don't know why but that huge weight I was feeling started fading away. I think I really needed this piece of advice very very desperately.

"How much time do I have Bagsanim?" I asked as I interlocked my fingers. He sighed without answering. He never told me how much time is left for me. But I really wanna know now. "Bagsanim... Jebal...?" He was about to open his mouth when my phone started ringing. It was an unknown number but from New York. Is it Y/N?

"Yeoboseyo?"

"Taehyung?"

"Ayu?"

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To be Continued 💫