I don't know how long it's been.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I don't even focus on the stares or the voices of people around me as I step out into the streets for the first time in days.
The blood on me has dried long ago but the stains are still there.
I can barely even remember taking my phone out to text the only person that comes to mind in this very moment.
The same person who was been trying to contact me nonstop.
The only person that cares.I killed him.
I killed my brother
And standing there I let my tears fall yet again. But they're aren't tears of sadness.
They are tears of relief and pain.
Pain that Jimin is no longer by my side.
Relief that no one else will have him.
My phone keeps ringing in my hand.
I let it go and watch it fall to the floor.
A soft smile spreads on my lips and I look up at the sky.
"Jimin, you've forgiven me right? You said you'd make it up to me. If you forgive me that's all you need to do."
"Forgive this quiet girl"
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quiet girls | pjm
Fanfiction"If I can't have you then no one can" - in which the schools quietest girl grows an unhealthy obsession with Park Jimin and is willing to do anything to make him hers.