Ara's/your POV
I had barely slept in the last few days so my head hurt like hell. It was only now, when I sit in Taehyung's car, that I realised that the pain in my head, however, was never even compatible to the pain in my heart.

Without warning, a snippet of the conversation at the hospital which I thought I blocked out replayed itself for the 30th time today.

Everyone in the room looked ready to pounce towards each other in battle and I was sure I looked like I was going to throw up. Taehyung suddenly raised his voice, making me flinch and close my eyes. 'Jungkook is like this because of a girl he broke up with half a year ago...as if he still deserves her.'

The last phrased seemed to echo in my head over and over again. As if he still deserves her. It was I who left him. I didn't deserve him. I rubbed my sore head and squinted at the bright sun. As if he still deserves her…as if he still deserves her? The phrase repeated again and again in my already painful and confused head, varying from being a question to an exclamation or a meaningless set of words. 'Why would he not deserve me?'

Almost immediately, Taehyung turned to face me even though the car was still going and I realised I had asked the question out loud. I sat up and smiled at him in return, hoping the ground would swallow me. Without saying anything, Taehyung bit his bottom lip and turned back to face the road, thankfully.

The rest of the car ride to my home was s