— Liar, — hisses Taehyung and Jungkook not understand. He does not understand why.

He was hurt. So painful that I want to howl and tear the skin on his wrists in blood.

— I do not want to hear your excuses day after day, — Taehyung smoothly and looks cold. And from this view Jungkook creeps.

Jungkook stretches to Taehyung, trying to pull myself to hug again, weave your fingers in someone else's hair soft, and breathe favorite smell.

— Go away and leave me alone, — in desperation whispers Taehyung.

But Chung again stares blankly and, if Mono has been taken whisper for screaming, certainly would have done it.

— For us, you are no more output, — exhale sad Taehyung says.

Jungkook does not understand and does not want to believe. These words seemed to stifle a Man, knock the air out of the lungs.

— All finished, — he throws Taehyung and Jungkook again grabs his wrist, but the guy pulls out his hand.

Jungkook it is bad; I want to shout: «Do not, do not go! I have in fact no one else but you! ».

— Hate you.