28| "I realized you were the hell, you are my hell Talia, and I could see you everywhere around me, searing my existence."
"Will, you ever forgive me Jungkook?" She asked, lowly whispering but loud enough to burn the shell of his ears. A sudden desire to break down arose in the pit of her stomach. The brutal pressure of agony crushing her shoulders. See? How badly that male could consume her insides as if he was running in her veins.
Jungkook seemed taken aback by her sudden question, the thing under his chest snapped. For a brief second, he saw Talia as the most otherworldly cruel woman on the earth. How dare she scratch the old, dry wound of his heart? Who allowed her to play with the most sensitive part of his senses?
Once upon a time for Jeon Jungkook, love was the most romantic creation, he had believed in love stories but now it was just a sheer, idiocy four-letter word. His love was like some torn pages in the novels that he would never turn. That makes him sick on many levels. The Casanova stopped believing in these pure, zeal emotions.
And after erasing his faith over the so-called word——love, she expressed the great audacity to question him that? Jungkook wanted to applaud her boldness.
"I can't believe you are asking me this." Jungkook's mouth got dry as his Aqua eyes taunted her. Those eyes seemed like a world to her, different—— opaque. No light, no sun, no moon, and no stars only sadness shadowing over them.
The way Jungkook snatched back his arms around her pained Talia's chest as if she had burned him. He took his steps back, then another step and as an instinct Talia raised her hand to reach him, yanking him back again in her embrace to never let him go. Why does it feel like a great, big part of her is fading away from her? The same feeling crossed her heart seven years ago when they separated and she loathed that feeling. Again the same emotion rushed back to her at the speed of light.
"Jungkook. . . Listen to me." Talia climbed off from the table, her knees shaky ready to collapse on the ground. The look Jungkook tossed at her was enough to still her on her spot—she was familiar to this gaze. His one look that could make you realize how small and unworthy you are in his eyes, like a mere dust under his expensive boots, that he changed every day and never bother to use again.
"In this life never. I will never forgive you." Jungkook snarled at her like a wounded animal, voice deep and guttural, lashes blinking and his insides were squeezing in build up anxiety. The vigor in his voice was like a drastic punch in her soul.
"You can't thrust yourself in my world without my permission Jungkook." Talia swallowed greedily the urge of wail, a successful attempt to sound steady, ignoring the uneasiness stirring in her blood.
Jungkook chuckled, the sound was bitter, cold, and sharp. If something could slice Talia open then Jungkook was the sharpest dagger at the moment.
"And who allowed you to kick me out of your life huh? Without excuses, without reasons, without my fault, you made me feel so unwanted and unworthy. You fucking made me despised myself. I will never forget how you wound my heart, Talia." Jungkook barked, every ounce of his being was desperate to run away from her, at that moment her gorgeous face was the only thing that was stinging his vision.
"And what about you! You left, you lied, you said seven months and you left for seven fucking years!" Talia's chest tossing up and down in a hectic rhythm. Those dainty, trembling fingers ran in her chestnut locks to push them back as Jungkook grabbed her forearm, harshly, not bothered by her loud winching yelp.
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Fanfiction[Enemies to lovers, dark romance ] ❝Yes, gorgeous. Save this rage for the day, when I'll crumble you between my bedsheets.❞ Dark Romance. Mature Stuff. 21+ Mature language. Not Y/N story.