"Jimin-" my voice was fading away as I called him. I gazed at him, trying to control my tears. He jumped away from his seat to reach me.

"Y/n, what is it?" he gripped my both shoulders and turned me to him and stared at me with his soft dripping shaped orbs. Jimin was getting panicked, after all, he did everything he could to recover me from the past events, he was feared that again those horrendous times are gliding towards our lives.

I clasped his hand, "Jimin, you have to help me, only this one...please," I looked at him with pleading eyes. He sighed.

"First let's sit here and talk about it," he walked me back to the sofa.

"So?"

"That auction, I need to get there-," Jimin cut me off right in the middle of my sentence,

"Stop it right there" He aroused his voice. I became silent and glanced at him.

"That's not going to happen Y/n, you are still healing your scars and you are still not yet recovered. I'm not going to support you in this" his words were firm, ambitious. I knew he is telling this because he cares about me.

But I can't just let go of that, he gave it to me...

"Jimin, listen to me,"

"You've hurt enough because of him Y/n, he's gone, this only makes everything worsen" my heart ached as he said "he's gone,"

I know he's gone, but he still lives inside me.

It was silent inside the room again. I emotionlessly stared at the drawing on the wall. The clock ticking sound echoed in the living room, it was too quiet as no humans were living in this house.

I heaved a deep sigh after a long silence.

"I know he's gone, but I don't want to forget him," I gazed at Jimin who was still wearing stern facial expressions.

"Please Jimin, seeing that pendant just sitting there and owned by someone else might hurt me more than this" he looked a little bit convinced after what I said. He frustratingly kept running his fingers through his blonde bangs, couldn't make his mind to a final decision.

"Please, I beg you," I said. I was tired of getting hurt, also I was used to it. But, keeping a memory of him will at least make me feel close to him.

Jimin sighed.

"Will you promise me to start a new life after this? Without all this misery? Will you promise me to stop running behind the past? Stop blaming yourself?" I looked away as he asked me.

It will be hard to forget everything and start a new journey, but I have to try. It's been years since Jimin was only focused on my life instead of his. He doesn't deserve to be like this anymore, not because of me. My hardship is bringing grief to his life as well.

Why didn't I think about this earlier? I was being selfish all the time. Why the hell didn't I think about my brother's life? He merits a better life.

I nodded.

"I promise Jimin, I will forget everything," he wobbled his inner cheeks.

"You really mean it?"

"Yes, I really mean it Jimin, you don't deserve to live a miserable life like this, I want you to be happy. I know you are always worried about me. It's time to let go of me,"

"Y/n-ah, I didn't mean that,"

"No, Jimin, you are right. We can't keep living in the past," I stuck my eyes on the wall again, "I'll at least try,"

"Thank you," I heard him saying. "Thank you for being strong like this Y/n, and remember that I won't ever leave your side no matter what," he beamed at me. I smiled and leaned my head on him.

Sometimes I wonder how we are siblings, he was always soft and sweet while I was the whole opposite of him. Maybe because of living with the Gambino brothers for so long. I used to be a caring person, a person who loved to be bubbly and all. But going to America changed my life, in a bad way.

It made me a different person, I was becoming a monster without even knowing. Still, Jimin helped me through all, he still supported me even though he knew I was involved with shit. My brother was the only one who knew my existence.

Probably others didn't care, I don't think my father ever imagined that I survived that accident, even before that he had already given up on me because of my stubborn attitude. But what about my mother? Is she still waiting for me? Maybe...

After I teamed with the Gambino brothers aka Beom Seok and Beom Hyeon, the twin brothers from the USA widely known underworld gang, my life was turning to another level. I was getting addicted, and I couldn't stop myself until I knew that I came too far.

Until that day...

That day I made a terrible mistake I couldn't retrieve. I was too late to stop it. It was the beginning of a maze that I couldn't find an end to. But, that also was the reason I met someone who changed my life, who again made me find my true self which I was masking for years.

I am less rigid than I was before. Also, I can feel that I've become soft, I am not the girl who didn't give a shit years ago.

He changed me a lot...

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"Hyung, I need a favour," he heard the other end speaking. He felt like the younger one sounded different. He sounded broken.

"Are you ok? Should I visit you there?" It was a short silence between them before he again started talking.

"If you don't mind-"

"I'll be there in ten minutes, hold on," as he promised, he was in front of his doorstep, not even a minute late. The door opened revealing a man suited completely black. He was hidden in the shadows. The older entered the house after confirming that no one was around.

"That pendant, I need it,"

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"I will help you, but we have to hurry. There are so many people who want that on their collections" Jimin finally caved in. I nodded as a response.

"We have to travel overnight to reach there by morning,"

"Well," he stood up and cracked his knuckles and stretched his stiffened body.

"Let's get it, let it, roll," he said in a funny tone. I chuckled.

"You suck at singing that part,"

"Nah, my voice is like an angel..." He jogged in joy to his room to get ready. "Yeah sure, whatever you say," I rolled my eyes and headed to my bedroom.

Even my bedroom looks empty. The mono-coloured walls and the faded colour curtains screamed out the inner me. Even Jimin wanted to change everything and modify my room, I didn't allow him to, I wanted to live broken like this.

It's time to change everything and let go of the past.

Well after this...

We didn't have much time in our hands. I and Jimin had to rush it to catch the train to the heart of the city. Through the journey, I was wide awake while he was dozing off. I kept staring at the dark silhouettes of the buildings. The dazzles of the bright street lamps on the downhill streets were flashing like bright yet unclear street lights on our faces. Through that brilliance of the flashes, I could see the sleeping man who was sitting face to face with me.

He looks exhausted.

I moved away from his bangs and covered him from my jacket. The night wasn't cold for me but it was sure long.

A very long night.

I started thinking of the past, what happened three years ago. Some stories start with tragic, some stories end with tragic. What about mine?

It started with tragic and ended with tragic.

I started thinking about him. I rolled through a flashback of memories about him, the time I spent with him. I went back in time from my mind.

To the I first day met him...

Jeon Jungkook...

From the next chapter onwards, it'll be the flashback of Y/n, there will be idk, a long long flashback. So maybe about 40 chapters? or more...I don't know lmao. Curious about their past? Keep reading.

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