FORGET ME NOT ~ A PJM FANFICTION

𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

A year later~

Young Soon's POV

"How many more days?" I asked the receptionist.

"We can't say anything about his state. He has even stopped eating now."

I tried to control the tears which were about to come. I nodded and left the asylum. I had come here to know about how much more time he would be staying here. It was difficult for me to manage a child and house alone. J needed him. I was suffering day and night. Opening the car's gate, I asked the driver to take me to my mom's house.

The entire journey, I kept on thinking about Jimin. What had he become? A year before, after Jennifer's death, he had grown dull, he even refused to eat or drink, and behaved madly, with everyone including himself. He tried to self harm himself so many times. But then dad brought Doctor Katherine Claire, she was an expert in psychic problems and she went through his reports since childhood. She made him better. With the support of her Medicines and therapies, Jimin had recovered well. He had started to realise that he can't keep living with Jennifer's death. Mom and I had removed everything from the house which could remind him of Jennifer and he was trying to adjust with me.

We were happy for two months, during which I got pregnant with his child. It was such a happy news. The Park Family was super happy and blessed me and Jimin, but God didn't want our story to have a happy ending and so it happened. Jimin came across Taehyung and Taehyung yelled at him, made him feel that he was the cause of Jennifer's death and what not. Whatever we had tried to hide and cover up, he was revealed to it again. Jimin had an anxiety attack back then and again the same thing started all over again.

He forgot how to smile and laugh. He would sit in his room all day long and do nothing. He was a living corpse. I tried to talk to him many a times but the only thing he murmured was Jennifer's name. It was very frustrating for me and I left him. I went to my mom's house for three months. During that period, his health deteriorated more. He was growing weaker and pale.

But when I returned after three months, the situation had went out of control. He had stopped eating and only drank liquor all the time. Mom and dad were scared of him and what he could do to them. He had turned completely insane. He didn't wanted to live so he felt that no one in this world should live. He tried to kill me in the bath tub.

My mom had called the asylum and Jimin was shifted here then. Since then, he's living here like a prisoner. Some days you can find him sober, the other days you'll find him sitting and staring at the walls. Some days he is behaving like a child, trying to catch your attention while other days you can find him smiling at you devilishly. He has become totally insane. The feeling of love which I had everytime I saw him has been replaced with a feeling of fear. I have started to fear him, the person he has become. He is no longer the business man I fell in love with and this fact hurts me a lot that he can never go back to that state again.

As soon as I enter the house, I'm greeted by a warm hug from my mom. I stopped living with the Park Family, since Jimin left. The only person whom I cared for was not there, so what was the point of staying.

"How's James?" I asked about my little son who would be sleeping right now.

"I gave him milk, he's sleeping. Freshen up, I'll get you some ice tea." Mom said and went into the kitchen.

I washed my hands and went to see my baby. My cutie little son, James. He was sleeping peacefully in the small cradle we had purchased for him. I caressed his soft little head with a few brown hair, his eyes closed completely, and lips curled up. My little bundle of happiness. Tears of joys welled in my eyes. Whenever I see him, Jimin's face comes to my mind, he looks exactly like him, just he has my eyes.