This isn't good.
This isn't good at all.
The police are starting to piece together the victims, trying to find a lead.
I couldn't allow that.
Taehyung was sat next to me, his body facing the T.v, his eyes on me.
On the outside I looked unbothered, my face stoic as I watched the woman on T.v announce the victims names. I was panicking on the inside though, real hard.
Fuck.
I couldn't keep my regular schedule anymore, I had to change it.
"I'll go get a glass of water." I announce to Taehyung, trying not to be bothered as his eyes followed me all the way to the kitchen.
I go to the cabinets, reaching for a glass. I stop. My thoughts, they were trying to tell me something. Determination......I needed determination deeply, desperately.
Why can't I have it?
I frowned. Why can't I?
I, I deserve it!
I've done my best at everything!!
I tried my hardest!!
I deserve what I desire!!
Automatically, my hand started to move on it's own. I realized what I was going to do, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself.
I can't, that would be selfish of me, or would it?
"Jungkook."
I turned.
Taehyung was in the doorway, staring at me with a calculated expression.
My hand was on the cabinet door, the glasses untouched.
"Are you alright?"
I was quiet, really questioning myself.
Was I alright?
I've been losing control a lot lately, feeling myself slip every two hours.
Being around Taehyung's made me this way.
I looked at him, hatred filling my eyes.
I-
"I'm fine."
I gave Taehyung a weak smile, turning back around to grab a glass.
I still felt Taehyung's presence behind me as I filled my glass.
I turned the tap off, raising the glass to my lips.
I turn around again to look at him.
The water was still in my cup, as still as my expression.
"Are you alright? You don't seem to be yourself?" I ask him.
"I could say the same for you."
He states.
We stare at each other for a while, our stares questioning and narrowed.
I blink, feeling myself being pulled out of his addicting gaze.
"Taehyung, I have something very important I want to tell you."
He tilts his head.
"We can sit at the couch again?"
I nod.
Following him to the couch, I debated whether I should really tell him or not.
It would shock him, most likely would hurt his feelings, but he needed to know.
He had to know that we couldn't be a thing.
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Lynn~~
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