/✔𑁍 Mistakes Change Fate 𑁍✔/𝙹𝙹𝙺

Chapter 32

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(𝕊𝕠𝕖 𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕧)

I sit down on the floor, playing with my fingers as I listen to the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway.

Frowning, I start playing with my fingers, wondering how Jungkooks doing right now. Now that I have called him and told him what was going on, I start wondering what might he do next? Track down where we are right now? Or might he just leave me be.

My hands fly to my cheeks, slapping my face as I realise that what's going on now is probably my fault. If it weren't for me trusting his love to me, I wouldn't have to be put in such a situation right now.

But then again if I were to rethink about everything once again, every bad thing that has happened was probably always my fault. Weather it was Taehyung cheating on me, my father not loving me anymore, or my so called current 'close friend' betraying my trust.

I should've payed more attention to what I wanted to do and who I wanted to trust before actually causing all this trouble for myself.

"Actually, it's all my mom and dad's fault," I whisper to myself, clinging onto my leg as I try not to start sobbing once again, "I wish they never had me as their child, I wish I was never born to begin with."

I sniff and brush the tears away from my face, shaking my head as my fingers move towards my wrist, where a bunch of cuts were visible, "If I weren't born, I wouldn't have to suffer like this."

A few minutes later I stopped sobbing, a sigh leaves my mouth as I move my hands and wipe away the remaining tears on my eyes, slapping my cheeks a little in the process.

"Oh my god are you still crying?"

I flinch, looking back to where the voice is, only to find Chaeyoung. Something inside me snaps, at this moment I want to run up to her and have a fist fight with her like there is no tomorrow, although I know for a fact I'll end up losing against her. I remain seated, my eyes widen a little when she smirks down at me.

"What the hell," I scoff, "Why are you back? Didn't you say someone else was gonna come instead of you cause you had something better to do?"

"I-" she brushes her hair away from her face, rolling her eyes as she sits down beside me, "Your step mother said unless I was gonna stay with you, I can go back to Seoul, and honestly I kinda wanna stay here for a few more days. Plus I never said I had something better to do-"

"Yes, yes you did," I answer, scooting away from her and hugging my arms to my chest.

"No I didn't, I don't remember saying that anyways," she retorts, scotting closer to me. She stays quite for a few minutes until I feel her gently lifting my chin up to look at her. She doesn't do or say anything, she just looks at me, caressing my chin. I slap her hands when I realise she's been doing it for too long.

"What's wrong with you," I raise my voice slightly, looking back down on the floor.

"Wow."

"What's wow supposed to mean?"

"You really are ugly when you cry," she laughs, slapping my shoulder lightly.

I don't answer, nor do I look at her, I don't want to look or talk to her anymore, I want to get this over with. Yes, I don't want to be here, but I'd rather be talking to anyone else in this room for the rest of my life than talk to her right now. I stare up at the ceiling, the wall looked wrinkly, which makes me frown more.

"I am bored," she speaks once again, making me roll my eyes in annoyance, "You're so boring you barely say anything. That's probably why I would never actually be friends with you, you barely live your life and you're always worrying about something. It's actually very hard dealing with you when all you do is frown. Honestly sometimes I wonder how Jungkook can cope with you. Actually both of you rushed the wedding y'all should've taken your sweet time getting used to each other and all that-"