Madly Inlove || M.Y.G

51: His Demise

Two weeks... two weeks since that night.

Her eyes watered instantly and a loud scream escaped her mouth. The scream made her throat burn and her fingers tremble, dropping the pregnancy test within her shaking hands. The small plastic clattered against the bathroom floor, the positive sign unseen because it flipped from the impact. Her shaking hands circles the belly that now carried an embryo, fingers balling up the fabric so hard it almost ripped as the words he spoken earlier when he handed her the pregnancy test rang in her head.

"I have this strong feeling that you're pregnant with our child."

He was right. He got what he wanted. Y/n thought with a devastated cry, her hot tears dragged along her cheeks like a stream from a lake, soaking her t shirt. With a shake of her head and a choked up cry, Y/N lowers to the bathroom floor, knees hitting the tile and head resting against the sink cabinets. The news hit different, the type of different that had her upset and angry with herself.

She is relieved that he hasn't returned yet as she doesn't want to witness the joyous expression on his face when he learns he's right and she fears that everything he has spoken will come to pass.

"You'll eventually love our life."

The sky is much brighter tonight as the glare of the moon reflected on every single leaves of trees and it was more dazzling than ever yet the tone felt murky as the cool breeze of air engulfed Min Yoongi in an unpleasant embrace.

The entire forest was covered with bombs. And every leaf, every branch... Just one wrong step and the ground beneath him will explode. As thin as a hair and almost invisible to naked eye. There are traps everywhere. Crouching, he pick up a pebble and carelessly throw it on the field, then there was an explosion shaking the ground beneath him and the man is delighted as the corner of his pale rosy lips tug to a smile. He's been waiting this recent days, anticipating for his arrival. He knows he'll come for him, for her.

And Hoseok just walk to his death.

Y/n could feel her tears wiping past her eyes and she bites her lips harshly to stop the full breakdown that is about to scream itself out to the whole house.

It's already dawn, the sun has retire for the day long ago, Yoongi isn't back but she didn't bother to mind as she was lost in her tears, heartbreaking sobs silently crying for anyone who can take her out of this misery.

She's so young, too young to experience such cruelty and she wonders what did she have done to unpleased the heavens for being punished like this.

She sniffled again.

The cold in the room increases as she feels her
sweat drying up. She shivers but doesn't mind it as
she continues to cry and keeps her voice low. Even the air felt heavy with her sorrow, as if the room itself mourned alongside her.

Her shaking hands circles her belly that probably carried an embryo, fingers balling up the fabric so hard it almost ripped as her hot tears dragged along her cheeks like a stream from a lake, soaking the pillow.

She prays, she's not carrying a child, his child.

All the sudden, the sound of an eerie inhale escape from the corner of her room got her stilling in her bed. The door is locked. The windows are shut. And
there is no one else but her in the room for what she knows.

Perhaps Yoongi is back.

"What got your heart broken sweetie?"

Hearing those words, her whole body froze, her blood runs cold at the sudden voice that interrupted the silence.