〖 THE NEXT DAY 〗
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📍 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐-𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚐
𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚖 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝,
𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚕, 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊.
[Y/N'S POV]
I'm back at Jimin's house. I came immediately to his house in Gangnam District yesterday, once I had found the chip.
I was able to easily get out of that mansion, since Jungkook was deep in his sleep. He didn't get a chance to make any orders to his guards to not allow me out of those gates, they all just assumed I was headed to work.
Jimin suggested that I stay with him and the boys at his mansion from now on. He thinks it would be safer for me, since now that we have the chip in our hands. He figured Jungkook would try to come get it back, once he wakes up from the sedatives, I had made him take yesterday. But Jimin made sure to have more guards surrounding his entire mansion.
Meanwhile Yoongi had been trying to break into the chip yesterday. He had said it may take some time for him to break through the chip's code. But all that matter mattered to us was that we had it in our hands.
As I stand in my balcony, in the same room I had stayed in from before, I can't help but think about what I had done to Jungkook the other day. He should be awake by now.
But I don't know why I'm feeling bad, when he did much worst to me—atleast that's what I keep telling myself to try to ease my guilt.
The fight between Jungkook and I, yesterday, was just a turning point for me. I was feeling so exhausted of everything. I really couldn't continue that type of life with him anymore. It's so draining. So miserable. So toxic.
The moment he started punching the walls, I really couldn't watch him hurt himself like that. I wanted him to stop. When I saw him in pain, the anger I had for him instantly subsided, and all I wanted to do at that moment was to help him. I knew there were pain killers inside the bedside table, when I had hid the sedative pills in there that I had use on Taehyung.
When I went to grab him the pain killers, my conscience was fighting me. But my anger and tiredness of everything overpowered my conscience. And I remember thinking that, it may be the one and only opportunity for me to get the chip and get out of his grasp. Luckily enough, I found that chip right away.
My mind suddenly shifts towards Taehyung again, which I've been trying hard to push away. I didn't want to think about him. But my guilt for what I've done towards him sweeps my entire body.
He didn't deserve that.
After I had witnessed Jungkook's infidelity at the club, I ran out, driving recklessly not really knowing where I was going. But the sudden text from Taehyung, asking me if everything was okay after not telling him the reason why I had frantically called him demanding what club Jungkook would be. An idea had crossed my mind at the moment and I immediately drove towards the pharmacy and grabbed tranquilizers. I wanted to use it on Taehyung to hurt Jungkook.
~🥀~
"I'm on my way home," I texted Taehyung back.
Once I got home, I see Taehyung waiting at the lobby with his arms crossed and a worried look on his face.
"y/n, are you okay?" Taehyung asked, looking relieve to see me, as he walked towards me.
I didn't answer as I sniffled my pain away. He immediately pulled me into a gentle hug and my pain poured onto his shirt, staining him with my tears.
"It's okay, y/n." He stroked my back, giving me a sense of comfort. "I'm here."
He's been nothing but kind. I shouldn't do this to him.
"I'm sorry, y/n." I hear his voice going weak.
Sorry? Why was he the one sorry?
"I'm sorry that...Jungkook is treating you like this." I hear his voice filled with sadness. "You don't deserve this."
My body froze against him, feeling guilt that I had that idea of using him. I didn't even tell him yet but I guess he already knew what I could be crying about.
I pulled away, starting to be in conflict with myself if I should do it or not. "Thank you, Tae. But...I just want to be alone right now."
"Alright y/n, if that's what you want," he responded, and gave me a reassuring smile. "But let me know if you need me."
I wistfully smiled at him and turned to leave when I felt his strong hand pulling my arm right back. "Y/n, I'm serious when I say I'm here for you. I really am." His eyes bored deeply onto mine. "I would even take a bullet for you, y/n."
My eyes filled up in tears from his words. I could tell how genuinely concerned he is for me. At this point, I just can't bring myself to do it to him.
I weakly smiled at him again, feeling guilt washing over me. Then he slowly let's go of my arm and I headed up the stairs to Jungkook and I's shared bedroom.
I sat in bed thinking about Taehyung's comforting words, feeling guilty that I had the idea to do such a thing to him.
But as time passed me by, my anger for Jungkook became too much to handle and overpowered my senses. I wanted to hurt him, just as badly as he hurt me.
I called one of the maids to bring me two glasses of water and I immediately texted Taehyung.
Almost immediately I see the Delivered turned to Read.
I shoved my conscience away. All I felt was anger. Nothing else.
I grabbed the tranquilizers from my purse that I had bought and grabbed one pill out. Taehyung suddenly came in and I frantically shove the container of tranquillizers into the nearby bedside table drawer, catching a glimpse of pain killers stored in there.
I immediately sat onto the bedside, feeling my heart race, hoping he comes beside me.
"Hey, what's up?" Taehyung walked towards me and sat on the bedside with me.
"Uh...Taehyung, thanks for coming," I paused for a second, feeling my heart aching and conscience creeping up.
He finally took a sit right beside me on the bedside, and immediately searched my eyes with his concerned caring eyes.
"I had actually...saw Jungkook at the club you suggested me, and I..." I paused, taking a deep breath.
"I found him with multiple women all over him, and even making out with them," My voice trembled.
He looked at me with sympathy, and grabbed my hand as he sighed. "I'm sorry you had to see that, y/n."
He should not be the one apologizing.
I looked away, unable to look him in his eyes knowing what I was going to do.
"Jungkook is such an ass," he mumbled to himself then turned back to look at me, as he still held my hand.
"Jungkook doesn't see what's in-front of him. Because what I see..." He paused for a moment, lost in his thoughts until he looked me in the eyes. "I see a beautiful woman with a good heart. A woman who loves wholeheartedly..." he paused again, as I felt his thumb brushing my hand. "I mean if I was in his spot, I wouldn't even be looking anywhere else when I have a woman like you in my life."
His sweet words, pierced through my heart. But I didn't have time to fully comprehend what he said as I turned my attention towards the maid coming in with a tray of two glasses of water and two bottled water. She looked shook to see Taehyung and I, but when she met my eyes, she tilted her head down and immediately placed the tray onto the bedside table near us and left the room.
I grabbed myself the glass of water and drank it. Then grabbed the other glass of water, sneakily dropping the tranquilizer into it, before giving it to Taehyung without him realizing. "Here, have some water."
He looked at me looking a little confused but he ended up taking a sip.
I had immediately made him drink it, in that way I didn't get any more time thinking if I should do it or not.
Once the drug finally took it's effect, I watched his eyes flickering slowly until it shuts and he instantly fell onto the bed. I immediately laid him in bed, removed his shirt and slept right next to him on his bare chest, wrapped in each other's arm, making sure Jungkook thinks we slept together.
~🥀~
A single drop of grief, streams down my face, as I stand in the balcony thinking the pain I had caused Taehyung. How could I have done that to him?
I hate how I knew Jungkook was going to react like a lunatic but I didn't expect to that extent or that he would throw Taehyung out like that. I so badly wanted to help him but I was useless.
I can still see the look he gave me when Jungkook's guards dragged him out the room...
His eyes told me everything. I could tell he was deeply hurt from what I had done.
I really hate myself right now.
It's just at that moment I felt so much rage from seeing Jungkook like that, I wasn't thinking straight and decided to use Taehyung. The person that had always been there to make me smile and provided me comfort at that house.
I feel so ashamed of myself.
I can feel the guilt starting to spread over my entire brain and heart filling up with pain. I can no longer push these thoughts and feeling away.
It seems like I'm basically becoming like them—Hyori. Aera. And even Jungkook.
They always put their needs and wants before others. They don't ever care who's in the way, even if it means hurting or killing them.
I never want to be like that, but I can't help realize...I'm no different from them.
"Y/n, the meeting we'll be in an hour, I hope you're prepared," A voice startles.
I didn't turn to face the door where the voice came from, knowing it's Jimin.
I quickly wipe my tears and blinking my eyes to try to suck the tears away, before facing him. "Yeah, I'll be ready."
Jimin steps back, about to close the door to leave, but I quickly stop him. "Wait, Jimin!"
He stops in his tracks, and turns back to look at me.
"Can we pay someone a visit first, before we head to the meeting?"
***
"Jimin, do you mind waiting outside?" I glance at him, as he leans against the wall beside the door.
"Um," he looks at me with hesitance but I give him a pleading look. "Sure..."
I turn my head forward to face Taehyung's penthouse door. This is the place he's been staying at now, which I was able to get it out of Jin to tell me.
I take a deep breath and begin to knock.
As I wait, my nerves becomes forceful. I can feel myself shaking, knowing that this is the first time I'm facing him after what I had done yesterday—when I betrayed him.
I hear the door unlock and my heart rate innervates. I try to calm my nerves then suddenly the door opens, revealing Taehyung.
My heart sinks to see his bruised face and busted lip. When his swollen eyes meets mine, he closes the door but I immediately barge in.
"Taehyung wait, I need to talk to you." I push through the door, without any trouble as he easily allows me in. Then shut the door behind us.
Taehyung looks away from me, sullenly.
"Taehyung I..." I didn't know how to even start. "I just wanted to apologize."
"Y/n, I don't want to hear your stupid apology," He immediately said, sounding irritated. "You're only wasting your time and mine. So you can just leave."
My heart aches from his harsh words and unfamiliar demeanour towards me—it's the first time he ever got angry at me.
"No, wait Taehyung," I utter. "I really am sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that to you."
I pause, trying to think of how to express how incredible sorry I am.
"You and I didn't really sleep together," I blurt out, hoping to ease the situation.
"Of course we didn't," He scoffs.
"I had...drugged you," I continue. "I did it to hurt Jungkook because I was just so fucking stupid. I just wanted to retaliate."
He stays quiet, with a sulky resentful expression.
"I-I..." I have so much to say but words wouldn't come out of my mouth. Then finally sudden tears escape down my cheeks. "I don't deserve your forgiveness Taehyung. I never deserved you. But you mean a lot to me..."
He doesn't answer.
"I wish I knew what to say and do, to really express it." My voice, thick with tears as I sob in-front of him. "I'm just so appreciative of you, even back in the very beginning. You're really my only friend at that time and I just want to thank you..."
"A friend," He slyly mumbles, looking away, then turns back coldly. "You can leave now. I never want to speak with you."
"Tae—" I try to speak, but he quickly cuts me off with great irritation in his voice.
"What's the use of your beauty, when your personality is complete garbage."
My heart fills with sadness as tears pool my eyes.
I watch the bitterness in his face turns to sadness.
"Just get out, y/n," his voice softens, then turns away, as I catch a glimpse of lingering pain in his eyes. "Please, just leave."
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[Jungkook's POV]
My eyes feel heavy as it flickers open. My head is throbbing, feeling my entire body weak, along with the most excruciating pain.
It's coming from my damn hand.
I straighten myself up, holding onto my right hand, feeling it sear with electrical bolts of pain.
Fuck my life.
I scan around the scene in-front of me and my eyes grow in shock to see my entire room thrashed up.
But suddenly, I get flashes of y/n and Taehyung in bed bringing me back to those painful emotions I've felt in that moment.
Then my mind flashes towards beating him up to having him get dragged out the room.
And finally my brain flashes to me losing it once y/n told me he didn't want to be with me. I just remember feeling like she was rubbing it on my face, just how good of a man Park Jimin is.
I just don't know how I even fell asleep here.
My body feels heavy and sluggish.
I slowly stand up but I almost lose my balance, feeling my hand in striking pain.
I sit back down, trying to endure the pain radiating in my hand.
Where is y/n?
I glance at the empty bed, and already get this awful feeling in my stomach.
I get up again, to try and find her but suddenly my phone rings.
I pull out my buzzing phone and glance at my screen.
It's Jin.
"Bro, what happened?" He immediately asks, with a hint of frustration in his voice. "Why the fuck did you have to throw Taehyung out?"
"This is all y/n's fault," I leer, trying to hard to endure the overwhelming pain from my right hand.
There's a small pause before Jin finally utter, "Well..uh..Jungkook..."
"What?" The tone of his voice makes my heart race, with the gut feeling of what he's about to say.
"y/n..." he sighs. "She left."
WHAT.
She left me?
I drop my phone, feeling a sense of loss and a gruelling pain in my heart.
Why y/n?