She takes on a secret identity to start a new life, but no matter how hard she tries.. she can't escape who she really is and the path that was chosen for her.
Along the way she meets a couple of people, some show her that she doesn't need to run f...
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Twenty Three
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As promised, Jimin returned the next day to spend some more time with me. He also checked on my cut on the palm of my hand, which seemed to look a lot better than yesterday. We cleaned the cut again and put a new bandage around it to keep it that way. He told me that I'd have to clean it on a daily basis and wear a bandage for at least a week, I wondered if I needed to get stitches because I didn't want it to leave a scar, but Jimin assured me that the scar would be barely visible and that the cut wasn't deep enough to get stitches.
Which also calmed me down a little.
I hate going to the hospital and the fact that the cut isn't deep enough the get stitches is definitely something I'm happy about.
As I was making lunch, my doorbell went off, I asked Jimin to answer the door so I could finish the dish I was making for the both of us. I hear a faint voice down the hall asking what he's doing here, but I don't make much of it. Hoseok isn't coming until next week, so I don't have to worry about that and my father likes Jimin as far as I know, so that's also something I'm not worried about.
However, when I see my boyfriend standing next to Jimin in my living room once I turn around with two plates in both hands, I have to try not to drop those plates. "J-Jungkook? What are you doing here?"
A sarcastic smile creeps upon his lips as he scoffs. "Funny. That's what I asked him." He says, pointing to his best friend.
I place both plates on the tiny island and turn to face my boyfriend again. "Jimin was just here to check up on me after you left so rudely claiming you forgave me and saying we needed a break even though it was you running from your problems and you being the one that needed a break."
His eyes soften as he sees the pain he brought me.
"Did you know that while growing up, even in a loving family, I always felt alone because to my parents it was my brother that was the great one, the one that needed all the praise, all the attention, while I was just there.. I wasn't important and even though I know they love me, it felt as if they could live without me, as if I wasn't meant to be there. And you leaving me, suggesting a break, while I was already in pain and hating myself for lying to you.. you still left and brought back the exact same emotions that I've worked so hard to put away in a box with a chain and a lock to never open again. But you had a bolt cutter and unlocked that box like it was nothing!"
I take a deep breath and quickly make my way to my fridge to grab a bottle of water and immediately take a sip. I wasn't aware of all these things I needed him to hear, but I'm glad that I did. I already feel like there is a weight off of my shoulders.
