Black String Of Fate

Chapter 31

Namjoon was sent home. He wasn't in a position to talk or drive so Yoongi being an elder brother safely drove Namjoon home. He saw Namjoon silently staring at Jin's wallet and glasses letting out an inaudible scoff. He was mad, too mad to care about what Namjoon felt at the moment. All he knew was Namjoon didn't deserve to mourn.

But he still held his anger back and quietly drove without talking. He reached the place and waited for Namjoon to get off but seeing him still unresponsive, he cleared his throat loudly, snapping Namjoon to the reality. Namjoon blinked once and looked up seeing they were at his place.

Namjoon silently got off the car like a dead body without thanking Yoongi and simply walked to the door looking at the house with sad eyes. Yoongi didn't drive and stayed back, waiting for Namjoon to go in. Namjoon gulped and took out the keys which he always had with him, opening the door with a heavy heart.

As the door opened, Namjoon was hit with Jin's scent, making Namjoon feel like choking in sadness. Taking in a deep breath, Namjoon forced himself to step in, tightly gripping on the wallet and the glasses in his hand. Shakily breathing out, Namjoon walked in with eyes shut tight. It was still unbelievable that Jin wasn't coming back.

Namjoon opened his eyes and a tear flowed out. He looked around the house which Jin had beautifully decorated. Everything in that house screamed Jin making it overwhelming for Namjoon. Sobbing painfully, Namjoon fell on his knees, "I'm so sorry" he whispered between his sobs, wishing all of this to be a nightmare.

He was guilty, ashamed, disappointed and more of himself. Never had he thought of forcing someone close to death. Namjoon sat crying for a long time. Pushing himself up after a while, he walked to Jin's room. Shakily twisting the knob, he opened and walked in staring down. Hesitantly looking up, his eyes landed on the bed.

There was a table next to the bed where there was a picture of Jin and himself. With wobbly steps he went close and picked up the picture, running his finger on Jin's picture. He sat down staring at the picture with love in his eyes which were blurred because of the tears. Namjoon laid down on Jin's pillow and held it close to him.

Inhaling Jin's sweet scent he slept crying. In his dreams, he hoped to see Jin but all he could see was Jin going away from him, waking up him, trembling in panic. Namjoon looked around the room panting while sweating. His eyes landed on the picture that was on his chest and the reality slapped him.

Tears pooled in his eyes as he picked the photo, "It wasn't a nightmare. You really left me" he whispered sadly looking at it. He shook his head and laid down staring at the ceiling, "What will I do without you Jin? How will I live without you?" He said with shaky voice. "Can you come back? I promise I won't let you down" he said imagining Jin.

"Please, please come back. Please baby" he cried loudly clutching Jin's pillow tight. It was heartbreaking. The fact that Namjoon had no one left that would understand him, ripped his heart but who was to be blamed? Namjoon never thought his mistakes would take away the most precious person from him. It was like the life was punishing him.

The whole night Namjoon wept like a baby, praying for God to give him back his Jin. The morning sun shined brightly from the window hitting Namjoon's face. Namjoon laid awake staring at the window, not blinking as the sun rays hit his eyes. The eyes which once held power had now been replaced with sadness.

Having no motivation to wake up, Namjoon just laid in bed, staring at the sun. He just stared at the sun which turned from warm rays to blazing hot fire through the window in the room, but Namjoon stayed unresponsive to the rays burning his eyes. No physical pain could mask the pain in his heart.

A hand caressed his hair softly which didn't alarm Namjoon instead it was making him angry. He looked at the person and sighed, staring back at the sun. "Joonie, baby, get up" Jiae said gently but Namjoon ignored her. He didn't want to move or do anything without Jin. His strength, his confidence, his motivation everything washed away.