Let Her Go

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I stared at the couple as they intimately shared hungry kisses to each other.

My gaze followed his hands that move smoothly on her perfectly curved body. She stepped closer to him, wrapping her slender fingers through his dark locks.

Look away, Jennie.

After a few hot seconds, his hands were now roaming all over her body, leaving no inch of her skin untouched.

Look away, Jennie.

I kept inwardly shouting to myself but I can't take my eyes off of them.

Soon enough, a rough hand covered the pair of orbs that were glued on the couple. Judging by the person's stance, I knew it was Taehyung. And with a a swift movement, he turned me around, still with his hand on me.

"Stop being a creep, princess." He joked, attempting trying to lighten up my mood.

I can only chuckle bitterly. But forcing a laugh caused me to left out a cry. A cry I don't know when will end.

He finally let go as he looked at me worriedly. He didn't say a word nor did anything to comfort me. He just stood there, watching me as I let myself be vulnerable and be broken.

The scene kept playing on my head, even imagining what will happen next between Jungkook and Rosé. What should I expect, anyway? They are together. Either they have done it before, doing it now, or will be doing it someday.

With a heavy breath, I harshly brushed the pity tears scattered clumsily on my face and forced myself to look up. Still in his position, Taehyung stood there, waiting for me to finish.

I carefully peeked behind him, and the couple was already gone.

"Let's get you inside." Taehyung grabbed my hand but I pulled it almost immediately.

"Where are they?" A nonsense question.

He pursed his lips as he stayed quiet. Well, the answer was obvious. I didn't know why I cared to ask.

"I want to get drunk."

He shook his head disapprovingly. "You don't drink, princess. I'll make you a hot choco instead. Now, let's go."

"I want to forget what I saw. I want to forget about him. I want to forget about everything." I was able to utter in between my sobs.

"Drinking alcohol won't help you with anything. Trust me."

He tried reaching for me again but I took a step away from him.

"And I thought you'll help me." I mumbled. "I can drink by myself."

I turned my back against him and started walking. I actually don't know what I'll do next but I just felt the need to be away.

"Stop." I heard him say. So, I did.

"Don't go anywhere. I'll get us some bottles."

* flashback *

"I don't get it why people enjoy when they get drunk. I mean, it will only make them do crazy stuff that they will most probably regret. Then the next day, nothing. They don't remember a thing they did."