Jeon Jungkook. In other words, likely the most insane man in the world, forced heaven, a normal girl to marry him in the name of being 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘.
He's determined to keep her forever, even if it meant hurting her in the most Brutal ways.
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Heaven's pov
I can't believe it's already been a year since our wedding. It's pretty scary to know how quickly time flies. So many terrible things has happened to me this past year.
First was marrying and losing my virginity to him, second losing my love and third is losing my child. I've lost everything.
Nothing seems to be good for me ever since the day he came in my life.
Now it's even worse, Jungkook has a severe drinking addiction now. He doesn't listen to me at all. I tried telling him the truth countless times, that someone pushed me that day and it wasn't my fault but he seems to never believe me.
His words hurt me harder than anything ever could, everyday he would come to me and tell me that it was my fault that the baby died.
He even threatened me that if I ever try to kill myself again, he'll ruin my family and everyone I know. So there's nothing I can do now.
I was too mentally drained to listen to him anymore so I started sleeping in the guest room. Most of the time he doesn't even come back home and whenever he does, he's always completely drunk.
I shook my head thinking about it, I slowly stood up and went towards the bathroom. I washed my face and prepared myself to sleep just then I heard a knock on the door.
I wondered who it could be at this time, it was already late and no one ever disturbed me.
I opened the door, finding the housekeeper. "Mr. Jeon is calling for you" she said and left.
My heart suddenly picked up pace hearing that, I didn't wish to meet him, especially today but I couldn't avoid him either.
Taking a deep breath, I closed the door behind me and walked towards his room, and when I stopped in front of the double doors, An instant Déjà vu hit me.
This all has happened before, exactly a year ago but that day I had fear on my, I was on the verge of losing everything and today I had nothing to lose or to be afraid of.
With a sigh, I opened the door and walked in. A sudden strong smell of alcohol filled my nostrils. It was dark and the moonlight that was coming from the balcony was the only source of light.
I flinched unknowingly when his hand touched mine, he was right behind me. abruptly he wrapped his hands around me, resting his face on my shoulder.
"Did you forget that today is our wedding anniversary?" he questions and I remain quiet for a second.
"Yes I did, I don't care and I'm going now." I answered back, sternly. He didn't say anything and just chuckled at my response.
He let go of me, but then I felt him placing something around my neck. I touch my neck to feel a necklace along with a small pendant.
"Don't take this off, ever" He spoke closer to my ear then turned me around abruptly.
My hands were on his chest and suddenly he leaned forward for a kiss. I tried to recoil back but he held me tightly me.
I had no time to think, my mind went blank when he moved forward and I fell on the soft mattress. His kiss was gentle, unlike all the times he kissed me but it doesn't mean that I was enjoying it. Then he moved towards my neck, marking me and I again try to push him back.
He suddenly stopped and looked at me with his tired eyes.
"You know I hate when you act like this, like you don't care. But most importantly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all. Even after whatever you've done, I still can't live without you. There's no one else. There will never be anyone else. I get it, I know you hate me and I wouldn't't blame you at all. But I just need to tell you... I need you to know that even when I was completely fucked up, I never once stopped loving you."
He sighed deeply, his body relaxed completely over me as he nuzzled on my neck.
"You're all I can fucking think about no matter where I am, or who I'm with, and the thought of you hurt or upset makes me want to raze this city to the ground. I've never wanted someone more, and I've never hated myself more for hurting you. I love you and I want to try again, I really want us to be a happy family... Can we try again? I promise I won't hurt you.."
He kept mumbling incoherent words for a few minutes and then passed out.
I just realised that it's almost been a year since I started writing this fiction, like a whole damn year and I still haven't completed it!!!
