-Panic! At the Disco

IF YOU LOVE ME, LET ME GO~

Third Person View

"W-what?" It was obvious she's trying to strain her sobs, her voice sounded more like a whimper.
"I-it hurts me just as much as it hurts you but it's for the best, Maddie. I can't give you what you deserve. A-and to prove my love, I'm letting you go."
"No!" She protested, fists clenched.

"F-fight for me, Jungkook. I d-didn't endure the constant belittling of y-your mother, or the nights I cried m-myself to sleep just for you to let me go."

"P-please, Jungkook. If y-you love me, f-fight for our love. O-or just fight f-for your own happiness. You c-can't just keep living like this."
"Please, Maddie. Don't make this di-"

"No, Jeon Jungkook!"

"I-I love you. I dreamt of marrying y-you and having children with y-you. Haven't you?"

"I-.....I know that I'm not,,,rich o-or live in a mansion away from the outskirts of the city. You d-don't how many times I wish,,that I could be like you. D-daughter of heavy p-pockets, attend banquets without being looked down on. N-not for the money, but maybe, people would except o-our love the way it is now."

"Y-you don't know how much I envy T-Taehyung."

Jungkook snapped his head up from his gaze on his shoes. Maddie had little hiccups, her eyes were already bloodshot, her knees were shaking and she had her hands in tiny fists.

"H-he's perfect. Son of company owners. He g-gets what he want when he wants it. A-and he gets treated with respect. A-and for heaven's sake, his parents are alive."

"I'm sorry, for n-not living on the side of the city where the air i-is cleaner. I'm sorry for not b-being Taehyung, but for once. P-please don't let him have you. I n-need you, Jungkook. I need you because,,, I wouldn't have any o-other reason to live. Please, don't leave me."

Jungkook grabbed her shoulders, enveloping her in a large bear hug as she sobbed harder.
"P-please, Jungkook. Let m-me be selfish. Please. I'm not rich, but k-knowing that I have you. I feel like I'm the wealthiest p-person."

"Please, Jungkook..... Please."

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Jungkook stopped the car in front of her house but she didn't get out.
"Madd-"

He closed his eyes as she moved her lips against his own.
"P-please. You're letting m-me go so easily."
She looked at him. Her beautiful emerald green eyes stared into his darker orbs.
Sadness projected from those pretty eyes as she sobbed lightly.

"Please?"
Jungkook held her face in between his hands.
"I love you, Maddie. I a-always did and I always will. But-"
You have to hurt her.

"I-...." He paused, his throat felt dry as he gulped. Do it.
"I cheated...on you."
"J-Jungkook."

"I'm sorry." He managed to say without breaking into a million tears.
"W-with who?"
"It doesn't mat-"
"Tell me!" Her voice sounded more angry than sad as more tears started to flow. "It's Taehyung, isn't it?"
Jungkook didn't respond as Maddie clicked her tongue.

"I c-can't believe that you would—After everything we've been through, you let a spoiled b-brat get in between us! W-what does he h-have that I don't?"
"Maddie-"
"No, Jungkook. You fucking tell me right now!" She was flaccid with anger and rage as she pounded her fist against the dash.

"Madeline,-"
"Is it because he's rich? O-or he's taller, prettier than me? B-because for certain, I have one thing that he doesn't. That he can't even give you even if he wanted to."

"You said it yourself about how you would've loved to have children in the future, Jungkook. He c-can't give you that!"
"Maddie,,,-" His voice soft and frail.

"I h-hate you." She muttered before hastily opening the door and running into her house.

Jungkook bit his lip before driving off, stopping at an empty parking lot. He held his head in between his hands as he cried. He slammed his fists on the steering wheel in anger as he recalled what Maddie sneered at him.

I h-hate you

He cried his heart out, sobbing with shaking hands. He just lost and lied to the love of his life.

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"Are you okay, Jungkook? Why are your-"
Taehyung stumbled with a little 'oof' before looking down. He felt wetness of his shirt and Jungkook's small hiccups.
He sighed before bringing his hand up to stroke Jungkook's soft ebony hair.
"Do you— want to talk about it?"
"Not now." Voice barely a whisper.

Taehyung nodded though Jungkook couldn't see him.
His mind went to the possibilities on what could've happened but for now, Jungkook just needed someone to hold.