I sat there for a while thinking about what my life could have been like if I didn’t meet Jungkook. Realizing that it could have been worse because without him I wouldn’t be where I am now. Maybe or no? I have no idea. Let me just forget!
“What are you doing?” My mom asked confused
“What do you mean” I responded with the same confessed expression
“You are burning the food!” she said concerned
“I have to go” I rushed out of the kitchen
What is going on? I don’t know why I keep thinking about it. Knowing my mom she is going to ask what is going on with me. I think she knows there is something wrong with me. Maybe if I sleep for a while I will be okay. No, I don’t want to sleep because that day hunts me to the end of life itself. Sometimes I wish I just cooperated with him and this would have never happened. I love him at least that's what my brain keeps telling me, while my heart says this isn’t love, not one bit.
“Y/N we are going to get takeout, okay? My dad yelled from downstairs
“Okay” I responded
“Could we have the keys at least?” mom asked
“There in the bowl on the table by the door!” I stated loudly
Since they are going out for food it can give me some time to take a bath, watch a movie, or something.
•Time skip•
“Y/n come and eat, now!” mom yelled from the doorway
“Coming,” I said while running down the stairs
Knowing me I am always hungry and/or ready for food. I have been that way for so long. Wondering what they brought because when it comes to my parents and takeout, they kind of have a tendency of getting something that is not very intriguing. So, let’s see what they brought!
“Come and sit” my dad gestured while helping mom set the table and getting plates.
“Okay,” I said while pulling a chair so I could sit
“What did you get?” I asked out of curiosity
“Calm down,” mom said
I sat there patiently while they finished setting the table. After about 2 minutes they finished and we settled to eat. I was kind of quiet. Not knowing what is troubling my parents. Mother just stared at me with a worried expression, but she still hasn't said a word. While on the other hand, dad is looking at mother with that gesturing/worried expression. ‘What is going on?’
“So how are you and Jungkook?” she finally asked with a face I have never seen
“What do you mean?” I asked worried that Hobi must have told them
“You know, the overall state of your relationship? She asked more specific
Oh no she must have found out!
“We are fine, mother” I said while looking down
“You don’t want to talk right?” dad asked while frowning
“No” I said with a tremble
After that everyone just ate in silence, the tension arose quicker than I expected but everyone just ignored it. After dinner, I put my dish in the sink and walked to my room. Why can’t I tell them? Do they already know? What should I do? These questions kept lingering in my mind. My mind ran at a pace of 40 mph keeping me thinking when I didn't want to. It felt like I was drowning in a pool of hatred, lies, and damned love.
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My changed husband
FanfictionThis story is mostly about a woman that is in love with her husband (Jeon Jungkook) but she feels that he doesn't love her so she start to expreince her husbands dark side that she never knew. Cover credit goes to..... @taemins_big_toe