▍Starlight | j.jk ✔

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A little time jump right here in this chapter just to help me move things along. So it helps me. Weirdly this is going to be a mother chapter lmfao. Which im sure you're excited for lmfao jk.

Im only listening to Post Malone, NF, and Tupac rn haha. Its a weird mix but it works for me. I always have to put myself into a mood for this book XD

Hopefully, How Could You Leave us doesn't come on or this is going to take an extra emotional turn.. haha

AGAIN.... SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING OR GRAMMAR MISTAKES

~ One week later ~

{Taehyungs POV}

Im beginning to believe things are just not meant to work out for me. But in reality, how could they?

Even when i try to change and do things differently...my world still continues to sit still. My entire world has been stuck in the same place for almost a year. And i don't know how to get my life moving forward again... maybe i can't.

"Hey... Have you heard from Jungkook recently?"

I look up to my mother from my seat at the table as she walks back up to me after answering the phone. I shake my head, not replying with words. Im just feeling slightly numb today. Im physically and emotionally exhausted.

My mother reaches for her chair, pulling it back out so she can sit. "Well, his mother says he just stormed off Yesterday and hasn't been home. Shes worried about him."

I hate the feeling that flows through my body when i hear he ran off. I wanted the first thing i felt to be worry. But it wasn't... what i felt was annoyance. I almost rolled my eyes after hearing the statement. I suppose always taking care of and watching over him has begun to get pretty tedious. I can't help but get a tad annoyed when i hear he's gone again.

"Maybe you should try to go find him. Check on him.. okay?" She asks, taking her fork in her hand as she goes back to dinner. I look up at her for a moment, thinking her request through before declining.

"im sure he will be fine." I mumble out, laying my own fork down beside my plate. No longer wanting anything to eat. I sigh, leaning back in my seat, the hard, wood backing of the chair pressing into my own back. I reach up and run my hands through my hair just wanting this feeling over me to go away. In a way, i want to go back to the way it used to be... a week ago before i changed everything.

But then again i don't want that. It was easier to suffer through because i had stopped trying to think of myself. But now that i have stopped thinking so much of others, now all i have to see is myself and my own problems. Life was easier before because i wasn't dealing with anything that had to do with me.

Sure, life itself was pretty bad before anyway. But now i feel.... i don't even know. Im sure there is a word out there to describe my deteriorating mental state. But none come to mind at the moment.

"You're sure he will be fine? What has got into you Taehyung?.... This is Jungkook were talking about. He could get himself into some serious trouble." She continues, turning her attention to me.

I stay silent, no longer wanting to talk about this with her. But she continues pushing.

"Taehyung...." She says, her voice trailing off in an attempt to get my attention.