Fiora's pov
Taehyung's return had filled me with both hope and anxiety. I had missed him terribly , and I longed for the opportunity to clear things between us. Yet, as the days passed since his arrival, it became evident that something had changed.
He avoided my gaze, as if I were invisible, and he no longer sought out conversations with me. His silence and indifference were like a dagger to my heart, and I couldn't bear the pain of being ignored.
The hurt I felt grew deeper with each passing day, and I couldn't help but wonder if this was the end of us, if the bond we had shared had been broken. The silence between us was deafening, and I yearned for a chance to confront and ask for the reason which separated us.
As I fight with Taehyung's continuous avoidance and indifference, self-doubt and insecurity gnaw at me. The questions kept swirling in my mind, each one more painful than the last. Was I not enough for him anymore? Had I become too clingy or irritating in his eyes? What had I done wrong?
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I wiped them away with frustration. I couldn't stand this any longer. I needed to see him, to talk to him, and to get the answers. With thought, I made my way to the washroom, freshening up and gathering my thoughts. I couldn't allow Taehyung to keep avoiding me, and I was determined to confront the issues that had driven a distance between us.
A heavy sense of anxiety gripped on my heart as I made my way to Taehyung's dorm. The uneasiness gnawed at me, intensifying my already broken emotions. It was as though the universe itself was warning me of a coming Storm.
With a deep breath, I stood before the door, a sense of fear coursing through me. I entered the passcode with a shaky hand, the beep sound echoing like a glooming sound to a confrontation that could change everything.
My frustration and confusion grew as I attempted to enter the passcode for the second time, only to be met with the same error. It was then that a voice from behind me brought me to a sudden halt. I turned to find Jin sir and Jungkook sir standing there, their expressions a mix of curiosity. I met their gazes with a hint of embarrassment, unsure of how to explain my presence outside Taehyung's dorm.
"It's not the correct pin, Fiora." Jin sir said softly. I stepped aside, allowing Jin sir to unlock the door. His calm demeanour contrasted with my own confusion and frustration.
"How come it's wrong? I clearly remember Taehyung giving me the passcode." My frown deepened as I tried to make sense of this unexpected twist, feeling like something was amiss.
"Well he changed it, because he doesn't want some random people to sneak into his dorm" Jungkook sir's sharp words hit me like a blow to the chest, leaving me stunned and hurt. The realisation that Taehyung had changed the passcode to keep me out was a painful truth to confront.
It was clear that I was no longer welcome in his space, and the idea of being considered a "random" to him stung deeply.I couldn't find the words to respond, my heart heavy with the weight of his rejection, and the lump in my throat making it difficult to speak.
"So now I'm just some random person to Taehyung," I muttered to myself, feeling a deep sense of rejection. It was a harsh realisation that only added to the hurt and confusion I was already experiencing.
As I entered Taehyung's dorm, the living room seemed silent. However, faint sounds were coming from his bedroom. My heart sank as the harsh reality hit me, Taehyung was not alone. Someone else was with him, and I soon realized it was Suzy.
Hurting and confused, the emotions clearly reflected on my face. I swallowed the lump in my throat and hesitantly glanced at Jin, who gave me a concerned look. In that moment, I desperately wished for answers, for an explanation.
Jungkook, on the other hand, rolled his eyes, his gaze fixed on me. It felt like he already knew what I was going to discover. His indifference only added to my pain, intensifying my fear of the truth.
Seeing my hesitation, Jin sir, being the caring person he is, sensed my distress. He called out for Taehyung. I could only hope that there was a reasonable explanation, that there was some way to make sense of what I was feeling.
But deep down, I couldn't shake off the sinking feeling that this was a betrayal. The thought lingered, brutally twisting inside me as I awaited Taehyung's response. What could he possibly say that would lessen the blow? How could he make this right in my broken heart?
As Jin sir called out Taehyung's name, it didn't take long for him to emerge from his room, followed closely by Suzy. The sight of her trailing behind him, with a smug smirk on her face, only added salt to my wounds.
Taehyung's gaze met mine, and for a brief moment, a scowl flashed across his face. The hurt that washed over me at that very instant was unbearable. It felt as though my heart was being shattered into countless tiny pieces.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he barked at me, his anger evident in his tone. Each word hit me like a blow, making it even harder to find my voice the pain that consumed me.
The realization that he was not only with someone else, but that he didn't want me there, tore at my already fragile and broken heart. I struggled to find the strength to respond, my voice barely a whisper.
"I... I just... I wanted to see you, to... to talk," I managed to stammer out, my voice trembling with emotion.
The lump in my throat grew larger, and I swallowed it down, barely holding back tears. I felt a mix of emotions devastation, anger, and a deep ache of betrayal. But I refused to let him see how deeply he had wounded me.
"There is nothing to talk, just go." he said roughly before turning away from me. His words cut through me like a knife, leaving me speechless and on the verge of breaking down. The rejection stung, making it difficult for me to accept the reality of the situation.
But at that moment, I couldn't just let him walk away without explanation. Desperation surged through me, pushing me to reach out to him. I ran towards him, my hand trembling as I reached out and grabbed hold of his.
However instead, he jerked his hand away as if my touch burned him. The sharpness of his reaction tore through me, causing an intense wave of hurt to wash over my face. It was as if the pain within me had been physically displayed for him to see.
Tears threatened to spill over, blurring my vision as a knot formed in my chest. How could it be that someone I loved could treat in such way? The anguish I felt in that moment was beyond words.But even in the face of his rejection, I refused to let go of the tiny sliver of hope that lingered within me.
"Taehyung," I pleaded, my voice trembling with raw emotion.
"Please, just tell me. Explain to me what happened between us that makes you behave with me like this. I deserve that, don't I?"
My voice trailed off, and there was a heavy silence between us. I searched his eyes, hoping to find any trace of the Taehyung I once knew the one who cared, who would listen, who would fight for us.
But all I found was a coldness, a distance that shattered my heart even further. It was at that moment that I realised it was truly over between us. I reluctantly released my grip on his hand, the pain of letting go now outweighing the pain of holding on.
"Tell me at least, what's wrong?" I needed answers, I needed to understand why everything had fallen apart.
His gaze met mine, but instead of showing any hint of empathy or concern, he let out a mocking chuckle. The sound of his laughter cut through me like a knife, intensifying the pain within me.
"Woahh...what an actor you are," he sneered, his words dripping with sarcasm. The disbelief and hurt washed over me, leaving me feeling small in that moment.
I bit my lip to stifle the trembling, the raw emotions threatening to spill over. But I refused to let him see how deeply his words had wounded me.
Gathering every ounce of strength within me, I spoke, my voice laced with a determination to not let him break me completely.
"I'm not able to understand, but I deserve explanation, Taehyung. You can't just throw away what we had without an explanation."
His gaze hardened, anger flashing in his eyes. But it was no longer the pain that I felt. It was a newfound determination to demand the respect I deserved, to stand up for myself.
"My intuition about you was true the first time I saw you. You're nothing more than a fucking disgusting chick who wants to screw around." My heart splintered into a million pieces.
Taehyung's harsh words tore me, leaving me feeling as though my heart had shattered into a million pieces. The accusation, the insult, it was all too much to bear.My voice trembled as I stammered,
"Wh-att?" I couldn't know how he had come to view me in such a way. He continued.
"Go and show your acting skills to those who don't know your reality, not to me."
"Tae-"
I tried to defend myself, calling out his name, but he cut me off with a venomous tone.
"FUCKING DON'T TAKE MY NAME FROM THAT DIRTY MOUTH OF YOURS, YOU SLUT!!!"
Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to breath, the depth of his anger and accusations. I whimpered.
"Taehyun," only to be met with a more harsh voice.
"I said DON'T!!" Desperation filled me as I pleaded,
"Sir, at least tell me what I did to deserve this all." My voice quivered with fear, and I was left in a state of confusion and distress.
"You're really asking me this, woah." He responded with a chilling amusement. The feeling of helplessness washed over me as I failed to grasp the reason behind his anger and his cruel words.
"Mind tell me where you were when I called you last Monday night." He enquired?
His question about my whereabouts on that Monday night, send shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, recalling that evening when I had waited for Bae, but she couldn't make it, and I had left my phone at home I don't know but Chan and Seokkie popped out of nowhere, and I had ended up dining with them instead.
When I reach home, my phone was blown up with his multiple calls and messages.
"I-I told you I was with my friends" As I stammered I couldn't meet his gaze, fearing that he would see through my lie.
"LIER!" His loud voice made me flinch, and I felt a sinking dread in the pit of my stomach.Taehyung gripped my shoulders, jerking me and spitting out his accusation
"You were not with anyone but with them, those Chan and Seokkie. Weren't you, huh?"
My eyes widened in shock. How had he found out about my evening with Chan and Seokkie? He chuckled and left me standing there, dazed and confused.
"Tae-, I lied because I knew you would get angry, and-" I tried to explain. But he cut me off with a harsh declaration.
"For god's sake, stop your drama. I'm not interested." He spat.
"Taehyung, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to lie, but I was afraid you'd get angry," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
" I can't believe I loved someone like you." His words struck me like a dagger, and I whimpered, my voice trembling.
"What do you mean by loved, Taehyung? Don't say it like this... I can't..." The pain and the sense of betrayal were almost too much to bear.
"Loved, past tense, Fiora. That's what it is now. I can't love someone who lies to me, who is such a bish, going behind my back and whoring around. "
Taehyung's voice was filled with disgust.The weight of his words pressed down on me, and I felt like I was drowning into a dark abyss.
"Taehyung, you can't talk and disrespect someone like this." As Jin sir stepped in, the room was filled with tension. I looked around and noticed Jungkook sir's disgusted glare, and Suzy's mocking smile, which only added to the overwhelming sense to me.
"Why are you stopping me, Hyung? She is the one who did this to us, to me. She lied to me. She didn't love me, hyung; she was simply with me for my money. She shattered me, hyung, she-" Taehyung's voice quivered as he continued.
"I thought we had something real, something beautiful. I trusted her with my heart, and now... I can't believe I was so blind, so naive." His words were filled with pain and heartbreak, and tears welled up in his eyes, mirroring the deep pain that had consumed me.
"I gave her everything, Hyung . My heart, my trust, my love, and I thought we were building a future together. But now, it all feels like a lie, a cruel joke." Tears streamed down my face hearing him.
"What are you saying? I can't- I can't understand-" I stammered.
"Drop it already, I know your real face. Don't act all naive and innocent. You call Jungoon, your Hyungie, a brother and say Chan and Seokkie are your friends. But in reality you sleep with them, fuck them-"
"TAEHYUNG!" I couldn't bear his cruel and brutal words any longer. The pain in my heart was painful, but I couldn't let him insult me and my friends, my relationship with them, like this.
"What?" He chuckled, grabbing my shoulder, squeezing them.
"It's hurting to hear the truth, the reality of yours." His response was mocking, adding more salt to the wounds. I squirm I'm his hold, it started to hurt, but emotional pain was too much for the one he was giving me physically.
His words cut deep, and the mocking tone only served to intensify the pain that had already left me shattered and lost.
"Taehyung please." I said moving closer, laying my head on his shoulder, it's was becoming too much for me now. He stiffened for a second, but then he whispers something in my ear which make me push him harshly.
"Is that how you begged them too, on bed. Huh? Well I can't blame them to be this whipped for you, your body is made for sin." I glare at him. And pleading him silently to stop making me more vulnerable.
"Taehyung what are you saying? Are you hearing yourself, you can't disrespect me like this. Just tell me what happened to you suddenly?" I plead, once more to get my answers. My brain is saying to just turn around and run. But my heart is saying otherwise.
"What happened to me?" He asked, I nod.
"Just got to know the true self of yours." I frowned.
"What?"
"Just shut it, and drop the act. I know who really you are. Thanks here to Suzy that she tell me and let me know the truth about-" I jerk away from his hold and shout.
"So you are trusting her over me. You know how obsessed she is with you. How low she can fell just to break us apart, still you are trusting her." I say frustratingly. I can't believe he is trusting her.
"Didn't you choose your so called friends, Channie and Seokkie over me. When I said to not meet and talk with them." I look at him in disbelief.
"Taehyung these two are different, and you know how much I love you, I can't live without-" he cut me sharply. Pulling me closer and whispering in my ears.
"Fine then I can keep you, tell me how much?" My frown deepen.
"Keep? What?" I whispered.
"Yes. So tell me how much you take. Do I need to pay you daily for warming my bed, like you do for other-" The surge of self-respect and anger fueled me, I couldn't let him continue to disrespect me like this. I pushed him away
I refused to tolerate his harsh words and accusations any longer. My dignity and self-worth are important to me, and I was determined not to let anyone crush on them. My heart might have been breaking, but I wasn't willing to let him shatter my self-respect.
A rage coursed filled through me as I turned to see Suzy's smirk. It was clear that she had played a part in driving a distance between Taehyung and me. I will talk to Taehyung later, when his anger will down.
But, in that moment, my anger got the better of me. I took a step closer to Suzy, who stood tall and mocking. With a swift action, I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap, so forceful that she stumbled to the ground, whimpering in pain.
As I left Suzy on the ground, gasps from them surrounded me, but I paid no attention to them . With one last piercing glare at her, I turned and walked away, tears streaming down my face.
I needed to confront Taehyung when the time was right, to clear the misunderstanding between us.
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