AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

Chapter 26

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He sat there for hours, back touching the cold bathroom wall, legs croosed, tangled together like his life, thoughts running wild in his mind, rembering what wrong must have he done to deserve all this.

He expected so much things when be joined this uni, sometimes imagined wild and impossible scenarios, but never thought he will get involved with his teacher, a one Taehyung don't know if loves him or hates him. But whatever it is, Taehyung can feel that it's to a extreme point, and no one can change that.

The vibration of phone made him blink the remaining tears from his eyes, he don't want to cry, not when his mother is calling.
"Hello Taheyungie." The happy voice of his mother made him control a sob, closing eyes to avoid the desire to just leave all this and return home, to his loved ones.

"Hey Mom." He forced, a soft voice, little hoarse by all the crying, he can hear the background sound of his Dad through the phone, making him smile a little.

"How's my baby doing, today you are first time going for a club, do enjoy a lot son." His mother cheered, and Taehyung felt many emotions hit him with that, he never liked to lie, not to his parents at all.

"Mom well, I'm no-t su-re about t-hat." He mumbled, he had said that he will not go, and if Mr. Jeon find out, he don't know what will happen.
"Why son? you were so excited, you should enjoy a little bear, I know you are a great student, give yourself some time." His mother advised, her caring tone making Taehyung breath heavly, he wanted to go, but-

"I'm scared mom." He forced out, his voice cracking a bit, throat dry, he is scared of so many things now. This was not how he used to be, he hates it.
"Aww dear, don't be scared, you're my strong boy. And your friends will be there with you." Taehyung nodded, wiping tears from his face, not when his mother is there around for him.

"Do you think I should go Mom?" He asked, maybe for himself, he wanted someone to tell him it's okay, it's okay do whatever he want.
"Of course, you should if you like it, it's a new experience." His mother smiled can be heard from her voice, and god Taehyung think he don't deserve them, they are too nice.

"Okay Mom, I thin-k I'll go." Taehyung took a deep breath, a little confidence building inside, whatever happen he will face it, at least it is his choice.
"That's like my boy, and Taehyung you know right, you can tell us if anything is bothering you." His mother voice was little soft now, and Taehyung knew she got from his sad voice, he don't want to trouble and worry her though.

"Yeah Mom, I'll. I'm just tired a bit, uni is stressing me." He reasoned, bitting his lip.
"Well then I'm glad. Take care of yourself, I'll call you later okay?" He mother said, and Taehyung sighed, getting up from the floor.
"Yeah Mom, you too take care, bye." With that he ended the call, looking up again in the mirror, sighing.
Just hoping he will not regret this later.

Texting a quick text to Jinyoung he again went for a hot shower, a much needed one.
It was already six in the evening, and not eaten since morning was making him little hungry, but he decided to eat out, instead better to get ready.

And an hour later he was fixing his hair, his mullet little more grown, the denim jacket and pants hugging his body perfect, maybe little tight but worth for the place he is going, and a little make up made him slightly more confident, he looked okay, though his inside maybe sweating with nervousness.

Locking his door, he turned around, Sehun waiting near his car for him, he smiled at the other, Sehun was looking great himself, Taehyung walked towards him, Sehun opening the passenger door for him, making him laugh out.

"You look stunning today." Sehun complemented, scratching his back of neck, himself taking his seat, Taehyung thanked him, and for a last time looked at his locked apartment door, taking a deep breath.

I can do this. It will be okay.

Sehun kept him engaged throughout the ride, taking about various things, Taehyung relping to them in between. As they neared the club, his phone again vibrated in his pocket, but when he saw an unknown number calling, he decided to avoid it, not giving it importance or chance to ruin his mood.

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The sun was setting in the background, the orange spread around likes shades of a brigh painting, hitiing his face in fine strokes, highlingting the sharp features.

Still sat in his car, parked just outside his house, but he can't let himself to get out, the thought of other chasing him like a wild game. He don't know what to do,  the other told that he will stay and will not go out, but the feeling inside was telling him that the other will do the opposite.

A young, independent male, no one can force him to do anything, and Jungkook have dealed with such young lads before, but all that was professional, college work, but this is too personal, his mind still controlling his movements, his brain like have been freezed.

He kept taping the steering wheel, his thoughts running way ahead, nothing seems to help him to lot let his mind wonder there. Fucking heart betraying him.

"He will go. No no he will not. He will go..." This was all that he was mumbling from the last hour, like a psycho, and that what he think he is. A psycho who is after a boy who looks like his lover, making him do things which are so wrong.

He took deep breaths to relax himself, feeling himslef it's okay, that he is not fucking Taejoo, but the burning feeling when he think of the boy enjoying with someone else are enough to eyes turn dark, forcing himself to start the car harshly, driving wildly through the roads, not leaving a beat till he reach the destination.

Jungkook got out, his legs little unbalanced, body aching, paining. But he is now used to it, used to the pain of limbs, of empty house,   just breathing with the loneliness, drinking the fear of going crazy like his whiskey, gulping the feeling of going completely mad for the person, the person that took his little left breath and relief away.

But the empty eyes and tired frame was long forgotten when he saw the door locked, his eyes turning red, only anger crowding his senses. Cursing, he looked around, hand going through his hairs, the animal again awakening inside, the boy didn't kept his word.

He didn't listen to you. He left you for some guy

He again got inside his car, roughly pulling to the road, harshly opening his phone and calling the number he thought he will never dial, he didn't care if his speed is out of limit, or his driving is risky, the darkness and anger growing in his senses was bubbling as the boy was not picking his call.

He don't know where he is going, so after he roughly pulled to a corner, the tires making a loud noice as they stopped, he got out, the darkness now covering the city, he again dialed the number, frustration to his max.

At last after little thinking he opened his GPS, and with shaking fingers searched for the location of the certain number.
And if he was mad or angry before, than it can't at all compare to how he felt when he saw the location of the number.

Next he was driving through the illuminated city, in this night. The thought of horror only crossing his mind, and god help those who come in his way now, cause Jeon Jungkook is going out for his prey, and no one now can stop this untamed beast. Or maybe one can, but will he?

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