The Distance Between Us

Ch 15. The farm girl's engagement

Y/N POV

A couple of days passed and I felt not much better. Seraphina returned home and she had written to Jimin to come over to visit as a surprise in her absence.

It was evening and Jimin and I decided to practice a song as it had been a long time since we had done. As I moved the newspaper off the piano,  something caught my eye. My face dropped as I stared at the front page, trying to take in what my eyes were seeing.

"What are you so sullen about?" Jimin asked. "Don't you want to practice"

I threw the newspaper on the ground and stormed off crying. "Go away Jimin"

He caught up with me and grabbed my hand lightly. "Leave me be" I yelled.

I sat down on a nearby haystack crying my heart out. Jimin just stood there observing me unsure what to do.

"What did you read?" he asked finally after a couple of minutes.

I shoved the newspaper towards him. "Front page" 
Jimin read carefully and sat down. "Jungkook, the Prince warmly invited a group of performers from the town, with lucky individuals receiving even a personalised letter from the Prince congratulating them. One local farm girl expressed her delight on receiving the Prince's letter, as pictured below."

Jimin's voice trailed off. "He didn't invite us? More so the last time Hoseok just shouted out the announcement, we didn't even get anything handwritten"

"Exactly" I said. I felt angry. I had never felt anger towards him before, but this time I felt used and betrayed. Had he lied to me all along ? Why was he doing this, why was he hurting me so much when he knew I was already hurting.

"It must be because you both got too close and you are both getting married" Jimin suggested. "Perhaps just inviting us wouldnt have been for the best"

  "Jimin, please" I sighed. "We aren't yet, betroved"

I knew what Jimin was saying, inviting us the to the Palace, whilst he was betroved did not seem the best of ideas. But still I did not know why he had sent the letters. That was the part that had hurt me the most. This was the reality. The power perhaps he had. He could hurt me in any public way, through a newspaper, through radio, through any public event. I couldn't believe I had felt such warmth towards him, now I felt nothing but rage. I stared at the picture of the letter the girl received and my heart ached. Then I imagined his Princess walking down the aisle to meet him and on their wedding night, they would do the things we had once done.

"So is there much point in practicing?" Jimin asked after a while. I just shrugged. "Y/N when are you going to be over him?"

I had asked myself the same question. It was never ending. I felt like he was doing fine now without me. Oh what had this whole situation brought to me, but hope for a second only to be crashing down on me quicker than things had began. If I had not met the Prince at least I could have went in marrying Jimin with less of a heavy heart, but now i could not even offer my whole self to him.

"Never" I sighed. "Even if I'm angry. I'm still in love with him" I burst into tears, Jimin held me and then he held my face in his hands. Without warning he leant in and kissed me.

I pulled away quickly and stood up. "What are you doing?" I cried. "I told you about how I was feeling about Jungkook and now your doing this"

"But I love you, y/n. See I'm here. I'm never leaving you. I've been with you almost our whole lives" Jimin said, tears starting to form in his own eyes.

"Yeah but your my best friend. I'll never see you like the way i see him because..." I began.

Jimin stood up looking angry. "He's a Prince, y/n. It was never gonna work out was it"