Yours Truly

61 : Who are You?

Jungkook tried holding Sierra's wrist. But something in him made him hold it not firm enough. Sierra was on her feet, bitterly chuckling,
"UNNIE, IS THAT WHAT YOU FEEL FOR ME? IS THAT WHAT ALL OF YOU FEEL FOR ME? AMAZING! FUCKING AMAZING! YOU THINK I DID THIS ON PURPOSE? DON'T YOU THINK IT'S HURTING ME ASWELL? DON'T YOU THINK I CARED? FOR MY CHAEYOUNG? FOR MY JIMIN OPPA? DO YOU THINK I WANTED THEM TO END UP DEAD? HUH? HAVE YOU LOST IT? YOU GUYS ARE THE ONLY FAMILY I HAVE. DON'T YOU GET IT? I'LL RATHER DIE THAN HARM ANY OF YOU."
Sierra's voice broke in between. Tears gushing out of her beautiful eyes. She barely had it in her to stand up. All she had was a bag full of her emotions.
With wobbly feet, she walked away from Jungkook. Bowing to everyone, she slowly walked toawards the coffin at the end of the corridor. Under Mother Mary, laid an angel. She placed the bouquet of white roses next to his tiny frame, asleep as if. A white plain shirt and white jeans. Earrings, bracelets and a ring on his ring finger. His promise ring. She whispered, slightly gripping onto the coffin, trying not to fall,
"Oppa, I never wanted you to kill yourself. I never thought I would push you. Oppa, I wanted you to live no matter what. You were a brother to me. Remember how we practiced ballet? Remember how you slipped pocket money in my lockers? You were nothing but my real brother. You were my guardian angel Minie Oppa. Oppa, I want you to be happy on the otherside. Your Rosé is waiting by the gates of the heavens, for you. Hold her hand, no one would tear you two apart. And, Jiminie Oppa, forgive me. I'm begging you. Forgive me. I'll repent for my mistake however you may ask for. Just forgive me."
Jungkook elbowed Taehyung. The younger couldn't believe that while Sierra practically was killimg herself, Taehyung was doing nothing. Jungkook's teeth gritted against each other,
"Hyung, have you lost it?"
Taehyung sighed. Annoyance taking up on his last nerve. He squinyed his face, shooting a death glance at Jungkook,
"What do you want from me?"
"Yah! Hyung, don't you see Sierra crying herself to death?"
Taehyung shrugged. Somewhere deep inside, he also blamed Sierra. He blamed Sierra for Jimin's death. Monotonously eniugh,
"Grief varies from person to person, Jungkook-ah."
"Snap out of that jerk mode, will ya? Kim Taehyung? Even after all that Jisoo Noona said to her? Even after all that she is going through? We both know her triggers. And knowing that, you should be right beside her. You should hold her hands. You should be her safe place."
Taehyung was clearly growing annoyed each second. Even if he knows that Sierra was nowhere at fault, still it stung his eyes. It sting him how she was breathing and alive, while his dearest friend lied there. Lifeless. He sighed at Jungkook,
"If you are so worried, why don't you accompany her out?"
In front of his doe eyes was a man he never knew. Black tuxedo, hair gelled back. But not his Kim Taehyung Hyung. He felt all the words coming up to his throat but getting lost midways. He tried speaking, but he just couldn't. He didn't know what to say no more. He slowly got up, walking next to Sierra. He threw his arms around her shoulder, snuggling her closer. They both paid there last regards to Park Jimin together. Jungkook carefully held her close, as if she would break any moment now. His twin was fragile. Always.
He glanced at Taehyung, with rage pouring out of his eyes. But Tarhyung was a master at avoiding people. As if the two didn't exist. But he, for sure did meet Lisa's eyes whilst igniring Jungkook's. Her eyes were wet and heartbroken and there was this hint of rage, or perhaps anger. He didn't mind. He also was feeling a similar burn inside. But, he had to see which side wins. His mind that is grieving over his dearest ever friend or his heart beating for her.

"Kim Jisoo-ssi?"
Sooyoung tapped Jisoo's shoulder twice. The boys had loaded Jimin's coffin on the car, booked from the most prestigious burial service of South Korea. It was just them left now.
Jennie, who stood behind Sooyung all this time, tried to gulp down the bitter feelings. It was necessary to talk with Jisoo. But she just couldn't. It would leave one of us, if not all of them bruised. She can't take it once again. So, she had no option but to tail behind Sooyoung. Jisoo knew, but at times like this, it's better to be clueless,
"Yeah, Sooyoung-ssi?"
"Why did you do that, Jisoo-ssi?"
Jisoo smiled, cocking an eyebrow up. Crossing arms, her posture was the least friendly one out of her,
"What did I do?"
Park Sooyoung mirrored Jisoo's posture but in a more savage way. Lisa also had found the group, by now. Holding the bouquet in her hands, she stood in the middle, trying to figure out, what the hell was even going on? Jennie softly muttered,
"Unnie, we're talking about what you did to Sierra."
Jisoo sharply turned towards Sooyoung. A smirk plastered over her heartshaped lips,
"Sooyoung-ssi, I think you have given the push Jennie meeded to speak up. It would be better if you leave."
Sooyoung shrugged, sending a piercing gaze towards Jisoo. She simply tapped Jennie's arms, a certain comfort delivered through her eyes, before walking away. Truly, it wasn't her place to be.
Jennie stepped forward, toying with her fingers,
"Unnie, this isn't like you..."
"What is like me? Being dumb and suppress my emotions? I played along with you guys even when I knew that it wasn't my fault that my life is changing. She found that game. Ae-ra..."
"Do-n't... Call her that. Si-si, do-doesn't like being called Ae-ra..."
Lisa cut Jisoo off. She had to. After Rosé, it was Sierra for her. And Sierra never meant harm. Besides she knows how it feels for her when she hears someone call her by the names her parents used to call her by. Jisoo, once wa sthe one raising awareness between them about this. But now? Now, Jisoo scoffed,
"She can't stand her own name. Weakling. Great that she had the easiest of us. She basically went through nothing, compared to us."
"Unnie, you can't just dismiss her struggles. Unnie, we were all in this together."
"NO, JENNIE KIM! WE NEVER WERE IN THIS TOGETHER! THERE WERE BIASES, SOME HAD LESS STRUGGLES SOME HAD MORE. ROSIE AND JIMIN DIED. I KILLED MY OWN MOTHER. WE WERE NEVER FUCKING TOGETHER!"
Jennie took a step back. Mouth agape. Tears in her eyes. The sharp eyes focused on a screaming Jisoo. Her lips could only whisper,
"You are not the Unnie we used to know. You have changed. Who are you? Kim Jisoo, who are you?"