SCARS IN US

8. Absence

I ran to reception where the staff flinched once I collided against the desk. She looked up at my messed up state. I was panicked when I asked," Where is the opera-"

"Y/N?"

I turned back and saw Yoongi walking towards me. I sobbed and ran to him, wrapping him in my arms. He hugged me back and caressed my head.

Yoongi's eyes were welled up while he bit his lips to not burst out in agony. He was an elder brother who had to be a strong support for his family in absence of his father but I knew he was pretending to be strong because for us. He was missing appa but at the same time was consoling us to think positive.

Our father was a gentleman, whose work came before him and his family came before his work. He had done everything to make us happy. He held a very important part in our life.

He asked," Where is Jungkook? You came here alone? Didn't Jungkook dropped you here?"

I shook my head and gulped the lump of saliva. "H-He was out of country... s-so I came alone.." He hummed though he wasn't satisfied with my answer.

"Where is eomma?" I asked. He wiped my cheeks and said," Outside the operation theatre with others. Go, take care of her." I nodded and went away in thr direction he told me to follow.

Soon I found myself standing across the hallway where she was crying in Namjoon's embrace. She was devastated after knowing that the love of her life was inside those enclosed walls.

My knees went weak as I saw her crying for the first time. She was the bravest woman I ever met and finding her so terrified was scaring me. With heavy steps I walked towards her. Seokjin and Hoseok looked at me before I kneeled down before her.

"E-Eomma... "

My voice came out shaky but she recognised me and instantly jerked her head towards me. My eyes landed on her puffy red eyes. I couldn't control myself but to widen my arms and hug her tight. She gripped me as tight as ever while sobbing. I caressed her back while my own tears betrayed me.

"Be strong. You have to, appa won't like it if he would come to know that you cried." I exclaimed.

Soon I heard footsteps coming closer. Taehyung and Jimin were running to us with a glass of water. They looked at eomma and were worried for her degrading health.

Jimin passed her the glass and said," Drink it, Mrs. Min. You'll feel better."

"Thank you, dear." She took the glass and gulped the liquid to quench her thrist. I sat beside her and glanced to that door.

It was making me nervous with each crossing minute, my heart was wavering with a sudden fear as if I was gonna lose something very important, very dear to my life.

I clenched my fists and bit my lips while Yoongi came back after paying the fees. Namjoon stood up, giving his seat to Yoongi who sat beside her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

I had been patiently waiting for the operation to end and doctor to come out while my feets impatiently tapped against the floor. I was getting anxious. God knows why my heart was aching with an unknown longing and pain.

Taehyung tapped my shoulder and I made eye contact with him. He bobbed his head to assure me that everything would turn out fine.

The doors opened and all our eyes went on the doctor who took off his mask and gloves. Eomma stood up with Yoongi and straddled towards the doctor, followed by me and others.

We all looked towards the doctor who gave out a heavy sigh after watching us looking at him with hope. He shook his head and revealed the bitter truth.