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JM'S POV

"Relax Jimin, she will come now" Yoongi spoke from the other side of the call, in a soothing voice.

"I've been telling that for the past 12 hours" I groaned. "Why can't she give me a peace of mind for atleast one day?"

"She may be thinking the same you know"

"I know" I responded absentmindedly, remembering all that happened between us.

"You should stop Jimin" I sighed, but didn't reply anything, so Yoongi continued. "It's been over a year now. How much longer are you going to go like this?"

"You don't know how I'm feeling Yoongi" I breathed, I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. "You will never know"

"Yes, you're right" He replied. "I don't know but I can understand it Jimin. And I've seen it all. What had happened, when, where, why, who and how"

A lone tear escaped my right eye, and I gripped the phone harder to stop myself from trembling violently.

"Think about Chaeyoung" He said. "She married you, she left her hometown, her parents, friends, everything for you and is living with you in a completely different place. Have you ever thought of that?"

Yoongi continued, taking a deep breath. "You're married now Jimin. Have you ever appreciated her for everything she had done for you? Have you been kind to her? Have you been affectionate towards her? Have you?"

A sniffle escaped my mouth, as I processed everything he had said.

"Jimin, if you want something to last forever, you should treat it differently. You should shield and protect it. You should never abuse it. You shouldn't expose it to the elements. You shouldn't make it common or ordinary. And if it ever becomes tarnished, you should lovingly polish it until it gleams like new. It will become special because you have made it so, and it grows more beautiful and precious as time goes by"

Ending the call, I gripped the phone harder, my knuckles turning white. There's that occasional night when you just break down and cry because you know things will never be the same.

It's becoming frequent

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CY'S POV

Opening the door to the apartment, I walked inside, tiptoeing. But a sudden high pitched voice startled me. "If you're going to be this late, why can't you call and say that?" Jimin asked, standing in front of me. He was wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, his hands on the pocket, eyebrows raised and a questioning gaze at me.

"You should've thought about that when you threw my phone away" I scoffed, picking up my overcoat from the sofa. Glancing back at him, I walked to the bedroom, closing the door and leaning on it. His face was expressionless as always, but his eyes held a different emotion, regret or something else?

But if I could show you how awful you made me feel, you would never be able to look me in the eye again Jimin..

My heart is so tired

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TH'S POV

"Don't you have anything to do other than follow me?" Jennie asked, as soon as I stepped into the bus stop, where she was sitting. I chuckled quietly, seeing her all act grumpy and irritated.

Cute

I kept mum, choosing not to respond to her question. Gladly, the bus came in time to save both of them from awkwardness. Spotting a space right beside her, I plopped on the empty seat. She grumbled, obviously annoyed with me.

"Rather than following behind, I like to walk along with you" I spoke, staring at her. And that was the truth. I wanted to spend each and every moment with her.

Kim Jennie, what are you doing to me?

"Where is your beautiful cousin?" I asked her, trying to make a conversation. Grinning, she replied back instantly. "New Zealand"

A smile soon carved on my lips, mirroring her gummy one, followed by an increase in my heart rate. Placing my hand on my chest, I tapped slowly, mumbling to my heart to relax.

"You want gum?" She offered, smiling widely. Thanking her, I popped in a piece of gum. "So where to?" She asked me, chewing on the gum. I raised an eyebrow, clearly confused about what she was taking about.

"I promised you a date right?"

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AUTHOR'S POV

Taehyung wasn't looking for anything at all when he met Jennie. Actually, he wasn't planning on falling for anyone so soon. But then he met you. And that was it...

Things just happened. He found her and he found himself slowly wanting to spend time with her. It was simple. It was easy.

Taehyung and Jennie had been to almost everywhere in the Seoul city now. They were unaware of the hours they spent together. And at the end of the day, it felt like only seconds.

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JN'S POV

"What?" I asked, as Taehyung started laughing suddenly. He pointed towards the nameplate on the wall, and I looked at him clearly confused.

AWHO
Army Welfare Housing Organization

"Army!?" He chuckled like a maniac. "Yes.." I answered unsure of what was happening. "Why? Don't like Army people?"

"Hmm" He hummed in reply. "Except Colonel Jeon T" I stared at him wondering who the hell was that. "Father" He replied.

"Okay.." I trailed off, processing that piece of information. "I can tell that each and every houses here will be similar" Taehyung spoke. "Same doors, windows, everything"

"Maybe" I said, smiling at him. "But the sight seen through each and every windows in each house, that is different"

He was in a trance for few seconds, but it soon turned into his signature boxy smile. "Okay Taehyung, bye" I said, walking towards the gate. He waved at me before turning around and walking away.

A little grin carved on my lips as I watched his retreating figure.

What do you want from me Taehyung?

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CY'S POV

"It's 8'o clock and that woman hasn't come yet" I grumbled, tying my hair up in a ponytail. "And she's talking behind my back" I cursed, seeing all the dirty dishes in the sink. "What a bitch!"

"Didn't Mrs. Jung come?" Jimin asked, coming to the kitchen, fully dressed in wool and mohair single breasted Prada suit. "No" I replied, ignoring him. I threw the plates back in the sink, frustrated because the water stopped coming.

"What happened?" He asked, coming near me. "No water" I replied meekly. "It was there in the notice" He stated. "You should've planned accordingly"

A deep sigh left my lips and I gripped on the kitchen counter tightly, my knuckles turning white. It had only been 8 hours and the day was already a hell!

"I forgot" My reply came short, as I glanced at the small note pasted on the fridge door. "Is there breakfast?" He asked, pouring himself a glass of milk.

"Why? Can't make your own br-" Jimin cut me off before I could complete my sentence. "Forget it" He grunted, before walking back to the living room.

"Of course, you are going to work and everything back to normal" I sneered, following behind him. "Isn't it?"

"I have no time to waste on silly arguments like this" He stated rather calm. "Then what about my life which I'm wasting here?" I demanded, getting angry. "Am I born to make your life easier?"

"I didn't ask anyone to do anything for me!" He retorted. "I do things myself and I like it that way. I don't want anyone's help"

"Then I'm the fool here right?" I shouted, sarcasm dripping from my tone. "I am to blame for doing everything for you"

"Chaeyoung!" He hissed, making me flinch. "Don't shout" He pronounced, coming dangerously close to me. "People will hear"

"Let them hear" I derided. "At least now, let someone hear" Jimin responded to that by storming outside, shutting the door with a loud thud. I stared at the door, on the verge of exploding down.

Turning around to go back to the bedroom, I noticed the key, placed on the table in the living room. I picked it up hesitantly, not knowing whether I should do it or not.

If not now, then when Chae?

I thought to myself, as I made my way to the guest room. Opening the door, I walked inside the room and the sight greeted had me on my knees and an audible gasp left my trembling figure.

I used to comfort myself by believing that someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for then, I used to laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and kept reminding myself that everything happened for a reason.

And the reason was the very same one that my eyes were seeing now!

A room

Full of pictures

Full of belongings

Of someone

Of Jimin

With someone

With her

And the picture framed on the wall was enough for me to realize I was the rag doll all along.

A picture of Jimin and her sharing a kiss. The picture beautifully captured the thousands of emotions they were sharing.

I could feel them. I could feel everything. I could feel my breaking heart into millions of tiny pieces.

Moving around the room, I glanced at each and every object, running my hands on them. The wall were covered with pictures of them, wherever I turn, I could only see them.

The shelves were filled with her clothes, accessories, books and other stuffs. The tears were rolling down my face continuously, that I couldn't even decipher what I was feeling. I felt numb.

Leaning on the edge of the bed, I crouched down on the floor. Picking up my phone, I managed to dial the number, even though my whole body were trembling. "Hello" He answered the call, but I was having a difficulty in swallowing down the lump in my throat, but I breathed out. "Tae"

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"What happened?" Taehyung came running to me, crouching down and taking a seat beside me. "This is her room" I explained, my voice cracking at the end.

He glanced around the room, before speaking. "Did you know about this?" I hummed in response, thinking back to that moment. "He had told me when we first met"

"What!?" Tae exclaimed, shocked at my sudden revelation. "But he spoke as if everything was over" I continued, breaking down in front of him. "If it was like this, why did he marry then?" Tae wondered aloud, glancing around. "Where is that fucker? At work?"

"Then what Tae?" I sobbed into his chest. "Nothing in here, no one here, is mine" Running my hands through the photo album, a whimper escaped my lips. "I've never even seen him smiling like this" I chuckled, staring at a photo of Jimin and her.

"I'm in the wrong story Tae..."

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"Why sit in the dark?" Jimin asked, switching on the lights. Removing his blazer, he plopped down on the sofa before me.

I leaned my hand forward, placing the key on the table. And for the first time, I saw how he was struggling to maintain eye contact with me, how his body shivered at the realization.

It's in the eyes.

Always the eyes.

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Silence.

Sometimes, it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.

Glancing at Jimin one last time, I opened the car door, before walking inside the train station.

"Chaeyoung.." Jimin called me, ever so softly, stopping me in the track. Wiping the lone tear, I turned around to face him. His face was devoid of emotion, but his eyes held everything.

All at once.

But too late.

I couldn't decipher any one among the mixture of emotions.

Tilting my head to the side slightly, I stared at him intensely. But the way he avoided my gaze told me everything.

How beautiful it is to stay silent when someone expects you to be enraged!

Giving him a slight nod, I walked inside the station, to get on the train back to Busan.

A shuffling noice made me turn to my side, only to find Jungkook sitting beside me. "Tae called right?" I asked him, to which he hummed slowly. As I stared at him, he opened his arms wide, welcoming me into a hug.

I'm tired...

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