Amorous

Falling Apart

"STOP!" - I ran into him and tackled him on the floor. I was on top of him, he was struggling and during that process he accidentally hurt my leg. I screamed in pain, tears building up in my eyes once again.

He snapped out of it and his emotions changed. His shoulders were still uptight, lifting from the heavy and deep breaths he was taking.

"I-I'm sorry Elena, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" - he gently touched my face and looked into my eyes and my torn cheek. I stood up because of the pain present in my leg, trying to ease it up a bit.

"I'm fine." - as I pronounced this, I realized how sore my throat was; I couldn't recognize my own voice. He stood up next to me as I was staring at Yoongi's body on the floor.

"Is he-?"

"No. He's just unconscious, he'll be fine. We should get you to a hospital, you need stitches and you should probably have a check-up on your leg. I'm so sorry Elena, I didn't mean to."

"It's fine, let's just go."

I turned around and walked out of the house with Taehyung pacing behind me, trying to catch up. I just entered the car and fastened my seat-belt, not saying a word.

I actually expected something like this to happen, it's typical for Yoongi to act out like this. The ride to the hospital was quiet, even while we were in the waiting room, he kept quiet.

It surprised me, he usually talks to me, makes me open up to him and all that. He probably feels bad about hurting me, that must be the reason why he hasn't said a single word to me.

"It's okay. I'm okay, you have nothing to worry about." - I touched his cheek and kissed him quickly, leaning my head on his shoulder. I saw his knuckles, the blood has dried but there were still open wounds that had to be treated.

We probably looked awful and people probably thought that he was the abusive boyfriend that had too much to drink. We both got admitted and treated. It took more time for me to get outside because my leg was still a problem.

The devil's sticks returned, but instead of a cast I just got bandages all over my leg. The doctor gave me harsh instructions not to engage into any type of physical activity, including sex.

After all the paperwork and bills we got back to the car around midnight. I struggled with the crutches again, I wanted to scream out of frustration. My phone rang and I dropped one of the crutches on the ground, getting the phone from my back pocket.

"Tae."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Yoongi's calling me."

"Don't answer."

Even though I knew that I should have declined the call, I answered it.

"What now?"

"I just want to let you know that your parents are going down. Now I'm in the clear, the police would never suspect anything bad from me because I tipped them off."

"Screw you, you bastard. I'll call them and tell them everything, about Joon and that Russian guy, everything."

"How are you going to prove any of it?"

"Trust me, I have proof." - I looked at Taehyung and he nodded his head, backing me up on this.

"You have nothing on me you stupid bi-tch" - the sound of gunshot interrupted him and I just heard a loud thump, most likely his body hitting the floor. I screamed and dropped the phone, crying immediately afterwards.

"Elena?" - Taehyung's voice was distant, I couldn't get that awful sound out of my head. My body got weak and I was ready to collapse on the ground , but Taehyung caught me right on time.

"What happened? Talk to me."

"He-I heard-he's- there were -he's dead. He's dead. Yoongi is dead." - my face was blank, tears ran down my cheeks as I looked through Taehyung.

"What are you talking about Elena?"

"I just - he's dead."

I looked into his eyes, he was out of his mind, confused completely.

"I heard gunshots and then suddenly nothing. He's dead."

"Let's get you home, okay?"

"Where is my home? I don't have a home. I HAVE NOTHING!" - I completely lost it, I started sobbing without realizing what I just said. Instead of rejection, I got comfort. He hugged me and allowed me to fall apart right in front of him.

After a couple of minutes we got inside the car and drove back to his place. I was still crying, looking straight in front of me, without saying a word. He tried to talk to me a couple of times but stopped himself, hearing no response from me.

As we entered his house I just collapsed on the floor. He turned around and ran towards me, getting down immediately. He held me close, hugging me and trying to comfort me.

"I'll look it up, maybe he just got shot, maybe someone called the police. Is that okay?"

I just nodded my head after what he helped me to stand up and to walk over to the couch. I waited for him in the living room, not ready for the horrible news. I hated Yoongi for everything that he has done to me, but I never wanted him dead.

He came into the room after about 15 minutes with his head looking down at the ground. I then realized everything and started crying again.

"Elena, there's something else I have to tell you."

"What? What could possibly be worse than this?"

"Your parents... I'll just turn on the TV." - he said and cleared his throat, grabbing the remote control. He switched to a channel where I saw the famous big red banner that said 'Breaking News'. I recognized the building that was currently displaying on the screen, seeing that the broadcast was live.

Right outside, there were multiple police cars parked, with the siren lights turned on, flashing in front of my face. There were a lot of people in front of my parent's company and I started to connect the dots.

After a couple of minutes of camera flashes and noise from the crowd I saw two figures that were almost unfamiliar to me. My mother and father, escorted by a group of policemen wearing black uniforms, probably the SWAT team.

The whole world discovered their secret that I held on to for so long. There were no tears left for me to cry, I just felt a big void, the strife eating me from the inside out.

Why is this happening to me? Is it because I suddenly felt happy again in my life? Or maybe because I decided that my happiness was my number one priority? Actually, when I think this through, I'm the reason why this is happening to me. You reap what you sow, right?

Taehyung was sitting right next to me, waiting for me to say or do anything but I just couldn't. I just sat there and watched as my life slowly fell apart.