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Ch#39: I'm Fine Without You








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5_01_2016 Friday

The noise of the TV was echoing in the entire hall. After tuning dozens of channels, Jimin's fingers stopped on a music channel and he threw the remote on the couch beside him. Taking a big gulp from the bottle of Beer, he stuck his eyes on the screen.

But with each verse of the lyrics, the rise and fall of his chest increased. He felt a rock trampling his heart. His breaths went dangerously heavy.

His eyes were glued on Selena Gomez in the screen but his mind was floating in some other world. The scenes of her last goodbye still flashed in his mind like yesterday.

And every second's like torture,

Hell, couldn't take no more so,

Finding a way to let go,

Baby baby, no I can't escape.

His eyes were lost in the screen, the figure of Selena changed into Y/N. The lyrics she sang intermingled in Y/N's sobs,

The bed's gettin' cold and you're not here,

The future that we hold is so unclear,

I trusted you Jimin

But I'm not alive until you call,

And now I bet the odds against it all,

What is left to say?

Save your advice cause I won't hear,

You might be right, but I don't care,

R-remember me Minnie!

There's a million reasons why I should give you u-


*crash*


He jumped up from the couch and smashed the bottle on the screen. The broken pieces of the bottle and the TV screen scattered on the floor. Tiny little sparks flashed inside the TV. The voice stopped, the figures disappeared, the entire hall went dark. Everything went silent, save for himself...

"SHUT UP!!! Shut the fuck up!!! Don't you dare say that! You didn't even listen to me. Didn't even let me say a word and you left,"

He grabbed the flower vase from the front table and smashed it on the broken TV screen again,

"And now you cry? Don't cry to me. Your tears make me feel guilty," He turned his feet towards the stairs, his trembling voice echoed in the dark hall.

"Don't blame me. I tried. I tried to explain. But you left. You walked away," He put his feet on the stairs but fell on the very first step, "and that you're gone, I won't shed tears for you. I won't miss you, I don't miss you. I'm fine without you, you hear me?? I'm fine without you!" He got up and started scaling up stairs, stumbling and falling and rising up again.

His trembling voice, his shaking feet, his aching heart showed totally opposite of what he said. Each and every of his word lied, to the world, to himself. He was tired. He was sick of crying for her, yearning for her. He hated how every single pore of his was drowning in her love. Why should he cry for her when she didn't even care about him, didn't hear him, didn't give him a chance to clarify himself??

It's been almost a month he was erring in search of her, but despite searching in more than half of Seoul, he returned empty handed, every day, every night. Her memories were killing him. But he also had promised to himself to not sit at peace until he found her.

"I'm fine. I'll show you I'm fine."

Repeating these words like a recitation, he slammed the door open of his bedroom and headed to the bathroom to take a bath, to flush away everything that bothered him right now. The effect of alcohol, the tiredness of his soul, and the grief of her being apart_ everything.

He entered the bathroom with staggering feet and,opening the tap at full speed, he stood beside the bathtub, watching it getting filled with icy cold water.





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"The number you have dialled is not answering at the moment. Please try again later. Thank you."

These were the words I often heard these days whenever I dialled Jimin's number. His phone would be kept for hours on a place and he didn't care about it. He often forgot his phone at home and attended office and courts without letting us know. His life really had started going on a strange path.

I wouldn't lie he committed so many crimes and never came in the eyes of laws. But this time maybe was of his judgement for he was caught in a crime he didn't even commit. His enemy, uncle Chang's brother, was now out of sight. So many hearings had passed but he didn't show up. Now he was hiding after trapping Chim in his guile.

Chim had to attend the police stations for hours for useless interrogations that were repeated for nothing. Sometimes he informed me about that, and sometimes I didn't have an idea where he went and when he came back, I would be told that he was either at the courts or the police stations.

Even now when I dialled his number and heard the disappointing information that he wasn't answering my call, I got worried. Was he attending the laws again?? Or was he at his office??

To find out, I decided to get to his mansion first. But when I got there, the view before my eyes tensed me even more. The broken TV screen and the shattered glass shards of different colors got me come to a conclusion he was again out of his control.

Shit!

"What the hell is this? Where's Chim?" I asked a maid who was coming out of the kitchen. She got startled at my sudden question.

"Boss is in his bedroom." She replied in a plain and low voice. As soon as I heard her, my feet raced towards the stairs. And as I got in his bedroom, I found it empty.

"Chim?" I called for him.

A wrinkle appeared on my forehead when I got no response.

The sound of shower caught my ears. My feet turned to the bathroom. The door was half open, that meant he wasn't taking a shower.

"Chim!?"
I called again and pushed the door to see what the hell was he doing there. But the view got my eyes bug out of their sockets. My mind blew and my palms went cold.

"Chim!"
I rushed towards him as soon as I saw him shivering in the freezing cold water out of the bathtub.





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to be continued...






A/N

Accepting our mistakes reduces the guilt and pain. Accept it Jimin, accept it that you committed a mistake.

My personal experience with the song is, I cry every time I listen to it. How about you?

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