Believe || Jeon Jungkook x OC || FF

5. Bad News

It has almost been a year since I started on this journey, I'm a current sophomore almost ready to go onto a junior in highschool. It's May 13th, and I'm in the library with Seo-Yeon and Soo-Ah ,coming up with some ideas for an anti-bullying club to bring up to the school board. We just finished discussing and started packing up our papers and folders when I collapsed... I felt the aching pain of my bones unable to support me anymore and just crashed onto the floor. I started blacking out hearing and seeing only clips of reality here and there. I heard a scream. Then a bunch of people yelling. Finally, sirens blaring, and doctors rushing into the room I was in.

Beep, beep, beep. I awoke being attached to many tubes and wires. I looked around and saw my whole family including Ji-Soo, Seo-Yeon, and Soo-Ah. Everyone was sound asleep all around me. What was a surprise was when I saw Bangtan in the room as well, Jung-Kook holding my hand. My heart fluttered. As I was scanning the individuals around me I saw many with dried tear stains, and unhappy expressions on their face. My mood worsened as I wiped Jung-Kook's tears trying not to wake him.

"Hey, your up," Jung-Kook stated in a sleepy voice rubbing his eyes with one hand.

"How'd you know I was here?" I questioned him.

"Well, Seo-Yeon called me, then Soo-Ah, then Mi-Sun, and to top it all off BigHit announced your condition at the office explaining you will be unable to go to training," Jung-Kook whispered blinking his eyes open.

"Oh..." I replied, taking in all his information. "I'm sorry," I whispered as I squeezed his hand.

"Mm? What do you have to say sorry for?" Jung-Kook questioned, surprised.

"Everything," I mumbled under my breath, low enough so Jung-Kook wouldn't hear. After a few seconds of not receiving a reply he simply kissed my forehead and told me to get some rest.

The next day during the afternoon, Dr.Wang, a cancer specialist, came into my room and told everyone to leave except my immediate family.

"Goodluck" Jung-Kook wished, pecking me on the lips and letting go of my hand. Exiting with Bangtan and my friends.

"Good news or bad news first?" Dr.Wang questioned.

"Bad," I decided.

"Ok... Stage two of your leukimia has passed and rose to stage three. Your medication has stopped working, so we're giving a stronger pill. The good news is there's a four year treatment plan abroad in America to help boost your health and condition," Dr.Wang announced. Suddenly Ji-Soo came up to me trying to persuade me to accept the offer.

"You should go now, get the treatment then come back, I'll go with you and will be able to take care of you in America..." Ji-Soo tried persuading. I didn't reply, instead my mind was too busy trying to list my options, both positive and negative points.

"Can I think about it?" I curiously asked Dr.Wang.

"Of course, just tell me when you're ready to answer by the end of this month," Dr.Wang stated gently. I felt overwhelmed... that was an understatement. I already did most of my training and studying to be on top of my game, but now this cancer keeps dragging me down. Do I stay here and continue to do what I'm doing, getting worse? Or do I go abroad and leave the life I worked so hard to achieve? Those two questions kept running through my head. A day passed then another, eventually adding up to a week, but those two questions still remained. My eyes were closed and my mind in a far away place, when I felt something warm fall down my cheek, then another and another. I was crying again. It was helpless to stop crying and useless to cry, but it was the only thing I was able to do at this moment. Everyone was currently in the hospital's cafeteria eating dinner, leaving me alone with the solitude of my room. This felt familiar, very familiar. *Flashback*

The moment I got home I went to my room and locked the door. I cried yet again feeling sorry for myself, for everything. A day passed... Then another... and another I remained in my room unwilling to come out, I didn't come out to eat, to go out, or anything. I just stayed in the solitude of my room. *Fast forward* Mi-Sun words hit me like bricks. I decided I wasn't going to break no more, I cried enough over people, over everything. I realized that if I had cancer I was going to make the best of it, I still had a dream to accomplish and things to do.

*Present time*

I couldn't cry! I couldn't break! NOT NOW! Not EVER! I made a decision, and it is going to be too late to go back. I pressed the doctor assistant button, waiting for the doctor to come. After a few minutes he arrived...

"Yes, Miss Lee?" Dr.Wang asked me.

" I made a decision... I'm..." I announced.

"Does your family know?" Dr.Wang questioned me once again.

"Not yet. It's my decision, not theirs, and it's final. I will accept the offer to go abroad to America for rehabilitation," I declared.

"Mmm. Ok, I'll get the paperwork ready for you and your parents to sign," Dr.Wang explained. I nodded my head in response and leaned back in my bed.

Just as Dr.Wang and I finished our conversation, Bangtan and my family came rushing in.

"What just happened?" Everyone questioned me simultaneously. I was a little freaked out but just shrugged it off. I explained my decision slowly not reaching Jung-Kook's eye. When I looked up, Jung-Kook was gone, along with the rest of Bangtan following him. A tear slipped across my cheek but I quickly wiped it unallowing to show what I really felt.

A week passed, I still hadn't seen Jung-Kook since my declaration. I sighed, I was at the airport with Ji-Soo saying goodbye to everyone including the other six members of Bangtan. I was really devastated when Jung-Kook decided not to come to my departure, but I held my head up and walked to the attendant in the front of the hallway leading into the plane and gave her my ticket. I smiled waving farewell to my family and friends. I slowly took a step into the hallway. Then another, not wanting to look back, because I knew I would break out crying.

"EUN-HYE!!!" I heard someone very familiar yell. I turned around and saw Jung-Kook with flowers and a letter in hand. I smiled ear to ear and ran to his embracing form.

"I m-missed you," I cried out.

"I do too. I'm sorry... So so sorry... We don't have enough time, I wrote everything in the letter. I love you. Remember that," Jung-Kook cried, passionately kissing me for the very last time. Then letting me go. I felt alone again, but I knew this was the decision I made. It will benefit everyone. I thought to myself as I sat down on my airline seat and just like that I left...