Promise

6

"It's going to be hard for you. You guys almost dated for a year."
"Namjoon oppa, tell me! Is he a-alright?"
I was on the verge of breaking down. He has to be alright! I felt my heart beat faster than usual.
"We hope so..."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN!"
"London, he-he left the city."
Namjoon's last word boomed in my ears. I fell down on my knees. He couldn't do that, could he? I stuttered,
"Forever?"
Namjoon didn't say anything, he lowered his head a bit, in guilt. I broke down in tears. Taehyung left! I felt as if my heartstrings torn apart. I felt it hard to breath. My view was getting more and more unclear. I could barely see due to the tears forming in my eyes.
"Namjoon oppa, please tell me!"
"We don't know London. His parents lived there, and he has gone there all of a sudden. He was crying. That's all we know. He didn't say a word more than 'Tell London that I left the city.', and stormed out."
I looked up at Namjoon. He was also heartbroken. How would he not be? He had lost a dear friend as well. I brushed the tears and slowly got off the ground. I looked at Namjoon, he wanted to cry but couldn't. Maybe he was embarrassed to cry in front of me. I was still crying, I left him alone. Sometimes loneliness is the only answer. I walked out of their. It was rather windy that day. It didn't bother me. It felt meaningless. Is this what they call heartbreak? But he can return, he's not gone forever. He surely would return.
"London Noona! Wait!"
I turned around. A boyish voice called for me. I knew it was not Taehyung, I could recognise his voice even in my dreams. It was Jungkook instead. He had ran out of breath. He looked up at me, still breathing heavily. He handed me a piece of crumpled paper.
"Noona, Taehyung gave it!"
He managed to say this as his breathing rate was back to normal. I snatched the paper from his hands and started reading it. It was Taehyung's handwriting.
I'm sorry London...
I broke down again, more than before. He was just sorry? That's all he got to say to me? Doesn't he know how hard it would be for me? Why couldn't he inform me directly? Why did I deserve to hear it from Namjoon? I covered my face with my hands. I truly felt as if it was my last day did he feel the same?
------------End of Flashback-------------
"He felt sorry." I muttered to myself.
Jisoo, Lisa, Rose and Jennie have always been there for me.But I felt as if a part of me was missing. Something I needed wasn't there.

Four years are a long time. But still my heartaches as much as it was only 4 minutes ago that I got to know about Taehyung leaving the city. We all were carried away with our lives. Jennie was happy with Kai, there was a bit of spark between Lisa and Kookie. The five of us were smoothly juggling between managing the cafe and dancing. Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin and Jungkook helped us every now and then.

"Sorry, the cafe's closed!" I said as I arranged the cups in order.
"Better for me, doll!"
The cup broke into pieces. It can't be Taehyung! He had left! After 4 years, he surely can't be back! But it was Taehyung's voice, I know it for sure. The voice solely to be blamed for the butterflies in my stomach. I turned around, I felt a certain chill enter through every bit of my skin. It was him! The same devilish smirk, the same mischievous eyes, the same aura.
"Hey doll!"
He said as he slowly walked towards me. I know, for a matter of fact, that he is deliberately walking slow to make my heart more nervous.
"Wh-why are you here K-kim Tae-hyung?"
I was shaking and felt the words form a lump at the back of my throat.
"I beg your pardon doll, for not informing you."
"You never do! You never did! You didn't even bother to tell me that you were running away!"
I felt my eyes burning, hot tears trailed down my cheeks. He cupped my cheeks in his hands and looked in to my eyes,
"I know it has hurt you a lot but trust me there was no other option left for me. I want to take you with me now."
"London no!"
Jisoo screamed at the top of her lungs.
"But unnie she loves him!"
Jennie said, she prioritised love more than anything. Soon a quarrel broke between the four of them. Each coming up with different perspectives of arguments. Taehyung looked at me, guilt plastered over his face,
"Sorry doll."
His hands moved away from my cheeks and he traced his fingers towards my collar bone and pressed a nerve really hard. I felt a really sharp pain. I felt a dark velvety veil drop on my eyes. I felt as if my limbs were falling part to part. My body had given up totally. Before I knew, I felt like falling in an endless blackhole of tiredness and fatigue.