The Thing With Wings
Part 6
The sheet caught fire instantly. The scorching flames lit up the dull room with stifling heat. The musty smell, the dampness and the dark light were now unrecognizable. But the pain didnt disappear.
The heat licked my fingertips, blistering them. I stared at the flames, recalling a song Id heard. The I remembered my dad. I was different. I wasnt like him. We didnt understand each other. Maybe if id tried a little harderwould I have persuaded him? I dont really think so.
All I could do back then was hide, rebel against him and run away. But then again, sometimes I thought that maybe I wasnt trying to break free from him. I was scared. What was I running away from? What does it take to escape myself? Everything looked hopeless.
Someone was calling me. I didnt turn my head to see who it was. I couldnt breathe, let alone move. It was Jungkook, I realised. He was probably angry finding me like this. Hed be one of the only people to mourn for me.
I wanted to lie down. I wanted this smoke, this pain and this fear to stop. Jungkook shouted something to me again. I still couldnt catch his words.
This was my last moment. Everything before my eyes blurred and fell apart into darkness. I lifted my head, taking in my last sight of this world. This sad excuse for a room, the merciless flames, glowing bright, their heat brushing my face in a final goodbye. And lastly, Jungkooks face. He was in pain. Pain that I had caused. Pain that I wouldnt cause him anymore.
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BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)
FanfictionThe feelings they tried to keep in their pasts, their losses, their suffering, insecurity and absence...it was time for them to embrace their destiny. Started: 13 April 2019 Ended: 29 June 2020 Thank you for the journey
