But I'm Sorry [ANGST]
Pairing: Bambam x Reader
Genre: Angst
Words: 1128
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I remember the day when he left me.
“(Y/N)?” He called out my name and I looked at him, only to meet his eyes that were drowning in sadness and regret. “Yes, Bamie?” I mumbled before I stood up, looking at him completely. “I’m sorry but…” he said, looking down at his feet. “I kinda want a break. I just really don’t feel like being with you or anyone that I know of.”
It struck me when he asked for a short break. I don’t want to stop him from doing so because I know he’ll look for himself but it deeply affects me. So, I told him that I love him and I’ll wait for him and that’s it. I looked to my side only to see an empty couch. I was about to fall asleep when the door opened. “Ms. (Y/N)?” A nurse asked by the door before I let her come in. “Ms. (Y/N), can I clean your wounds?” She asked before giving her my left arm and letting her sit down beside me. “I’m sorry if it happened, (Y/N).” She said, looking down with a sad face as she cleaned my wounds. “He needed it. I have to step down on every thing because I wanted him to be okay.” I replied, my voice cracking at the end as the scene became a cannon in my head. It was never ending of how he turned his back. “How long has it been, (Y/N)?” A small frown crept into my lips before I took a deep breath. “Three years.” I muttered before I felt her hold firmly gripping on my hand. “I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault.” I shook my head then smiled at her. She began to fix up her things before she helped me lie down and placed a light kiss on my forehead. “How’s your heart going?” I sighed and shook my head again. “It’s not going to go far. It’s at its limit. I’m just waiting for him to come home to me.” She held my hand then sighs softly. “What if he didn’t come back?” Tears formed at the brim of my eyes as I chuckled softly. “I hope he could’ve told me instead of just asking for a cool off. I would’ve understand him better.” A sob escaped my lips before I wiped my tears with my free hand. “Because I helped him, a lot. When he needed me, I’m there. I’d cheer him up and would never leave his side. This cool off is our downfall. Now, that I’m falling apart and I need him the most, I don’t know where he is now.” The nurse leaned down to give me a tight yet comfortable hug. “He’ll be back soon. I can feel it. Now go sleep, you need it.” She said before she went out with her things. As the lights turned dim, I looked at the window before tears started to roll down to my temple. I hold on to the paper that I wanted to give him for a long time now but “Bamie, I love you.” I said before my eyes slowly closed.
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I ran to the hospital where she is in and I quickly ran to the information desk. I told her name and I quickly got access to her room. “Will you accept me still, (Y/N)?” I mumbled as I got in to the elevator and pressed the floor where her room is. The doctor told me to be careful because she’s already resting but good thing they allowed me to. Once the elevator dinged and I got out, I immediately went in front of her door and slowly opened it. My heart leaped with joy since I will be seeing her again but it shattered when I saw her looking at the window, with a sad face and a paper by her hand. A mark of her tears were evident and I’m sure she cried herself to sleep. I went to her side only to see her deeply cut wounds at her left hand. I was hesitating to touch her because she looks so fragile and pale but my body went numb when I felt her cold hand against mine. They were not moving and I sense no heat from her body. I immediately took the paper away and kept it inside my pocket before I hugged her head gently against my chest. “(Y/N), please don’t leave me. I love you, please.” I said, in attempt to wake her up. “I love you too, Bamie.” I heard her mutter before I looked down to see her smiling again. “Thank you for coming back but I’m sorry as well, yes?” I nodded at her as tears started to roll down my eyes. “I wish for you to be happy even without me.” she said before she closed her eyes and my world were tore apart. I called in the doctors, telling them to hurry up as I try to shake her gently. “(Y/N), please don’t!” I yelled, trying to keep her close before the doctor pulled me away and started to revive her. Right in front of me, I saw her being revived and every time that they would try, the smaller the hope is until they stopped and announced her dead. I sat down on the couch, where I should’ve been before. I took out the paper which she was holding a while ago and opened it to see a letter.
Dear Bamie, I terribly miss you and it has been years when I last saw you. How are you doing? I hope you’re okay and is doing well. I hope you’ll come back for me. I know you will but please come back soon. I’m afraid I won’t last any longer. I hope to see your face and hear the words ‘I love you’ from you before I go. I love you so much, Bamie. If ever you read this and I’m gone, sorry. I can’t hold it anymore and it feels like my body just gave up on me. I want you to be happy wherever you are, Bamie. I hope you are safe. I hope you’re eating well and you’re healthy. Don’t overwork and please take long rest. I’m right here to listen even if I’m gone. I love you, Bamie. I love you so much. I love you.
Love, (Y/N)
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And there goes the girl that I regret leaving. She could’ve been the reason why I can stand back on my feet. She helped me whenever she can. But… Where was I when she needed me the most? I was gone. I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m sorry.














