Journey to my destiny || a pjm x oc(Fem Reader)ff

Ch-16~ Thanks for ur support

" ...today, I wanna take you to one of my favorite places. I think you'll like it"

" ok...how long will it take to reach??"

" Mmmm...around an hour..."

" That's pretty long. Let me turn on some music thn"

She connects her phone to the speaker and turns on her Playlist.

I find it hard to choose whether to look on the road or at her, vibing cheerfully to the songs.

But I had to choose the 1st one , for our safety.

After some time,she gets quiet and slowly falls asleep.I lower the volume of the music.

After driving for a few more minutes,we finally reached the place,I wanted to show her.

I call her softly from her little slumber.After rubbing her eyes for a few seconds, she gets excited and asks "are we here?? Let's go then !"

Saying that she gets off the car excitedly...

I also got out of the car only to see her ,standing still.

She looks ...lost. I walk up to her and give her a little nudge, " hey, are you okay?"

" yeah...just,this place, it's so beautiful...thank you so much for taking me here."

She gives me a small hug.

So...you must be wondering,wot is this place that Jimin loves and he took his loved one there...well, its nothing special .Just...a park with beautiful rose beds and small benches,which face a narrow river.The river , and it's sound added even more beauty...Something like this

" I am glad you liked the place.Its where I come to...when I feel sad or need some quite time.This place gives me so much peace." I said,looking at the flowing river beside us,as we walked towards a bench.

We sat there,on the bench,Just enjoying the beauty of this moment with a comfortable silence.

I finally broke the silence.

"So...do you have such a quite place where you like to spend time alone, with yourself ?"

"...I ...I don't think I have one,cause...my life has been so busy since that accident,I barely have time to spend with myself.And...when I try to think...like...I just can't...I feel uncomfortable whenever I try to think about my life,like it was never there. This whole...losing my memory and stuff, feels miserable. "

" It's okay jazz,trust me.You don't have to think about your life...just let it be how it is.But...can you tell me more about this accident,like if it's okay with you? I just never heard you talk about it,so...I'm curious. "

She goes silent for a moment, that scares me.

" It's okay of u don't wanna share that with me.Forget it."

"No...it's not like that,I don't have any problem to tell you, but what can I say? I don't remember anything about the accident.I can't remember...me driving...crashing...or anything like that...instead, all I hear or remember is wind whooshing around me,and everything is extremely quite. No sign of destruction, blood,fire alarm...nothing.

But my this vision doesn't match to the incident I was told about...I c-can't match up anything. It's all a mess."

I try to comfort her again. I hate to see her suffer like this,but...there is no other way to make her recall her past,the surgeries or drugs can be dangerous for her...I can never put her through that danger.So,it's the only way I've got.

" It's all right jazz,I am sure you can recall everything if you try.Anyways...let's just leave this topic.Would you like to hear a story? It's a nice story...a bit long though but I am sure you will like it."

She slowly nods her head as a yes.I smile to myself and start narrating her own life story,to her.Her life us too long for one story,so I chose a specific event of her life to make a story out of it.

Today's story tells about her early childhood days when she had a friend, more like a sister.Her name was Kate.They were so close that they never thought of each other as two individuals, they were both the same by nature and by habits.

To make her recall,I even kept the names sane,But had to change her own name to something else...the story continues as I keep on manipulating some parts of it to remember incidents of her own childhood.

She listens to the story with intense interest...but her face was tough to read. After some time,I had to stop speaking as ,she was hiding her face in her palms and was yelling at me to stop. I stopped speaking immediately and went closer to her.

I hugged her tightly as she slowly relaxed,and removed her hands off her face.Her eyes were glistening with tears.I felt hurt...it hurts me so much to see her like this...but I controlled myself. She needs me now,I can't break in front of her.

"Jazz, what's it that made you cry like this? I know the story is sad...but,I didn't think you would cry...sorry,I am sorry to make you cry" I spoke slowly,as I kept my eyes in contact with her's.

"It's not about the story...I mean it kind of is...it's just,something in the story feels so familiar, a-as- as if I can feel how the girl in the story must have felt when her friend betrayed her,or how the girl was so happy with her friend.

I can feel it,it's almost like I can visualize every part of the story, like I am living it .It feels so strange..."

" Nothing is strange if u don't think it that way.Maybe you had a life story similar to this one,you just have to recall it...calm down...close ur eyes and think if you can think of such a close friend you had someday?  Like...in your childhood?"

She does what I say...her face slowly gets tense again...

" two girls...they are playing...they look happy together...

aah,it hurts.. I can't...can't think"

She opens her eyes, tears filling them.

"Why...why does this always happen...whenever I try to think of my childhood ...my friends...my life in US...the pain in my head increases so much that all other thoughts wipe out of my head...I hate this,I hate that I lost half of the memories of my life, in some stupid accident that I can't even remember. "

She says as the tears... she has been keeping to herself...fall freely down her cheeks.

I hug her again.She gives a small smile, as I slowly wiped her tears.

" Jimin...you are so comforting, I don't know what I could have done without a loving friend like you...thanks for your support"

We spend the rest of our day at her house...watching movies on the TV...listening to music and eating her favorite dishes...it was a nice day, altogether. She was happy ...and I was more than glad to be with her.