𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝

9.𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬(𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞)

I wake up to cold sweat yet again, all night I could feel someone just staring at me from the foot of my bed

I dont know what's happening to me , I'm sure im making a 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍 out of myself like this 

I suddenly get this feeling of hunger rushing through my stomach, and press on the button above me, soon hyori and the other maids come into my room with a plate, glass and water mug

they stay until I finish my food , and take it away , on their way back they leave my door open , I get up and try to close the door myself

but I fall down just close to the door , my back hurts, it felt like as if there was a tight rope around my waist that was pulling me down

 there was someone standing outside the door , our eyes met like yesterday but instead of a bright smile,  I see a look of sourness in his eyes

jungkook: ugh, I wake up to see your dull face yet again, you really know how to piss me off don't  ya

y/n: ....

I say nothing fearing the worst 

jungkook: ah I forgot you get mute when your being questioned like this , fine then, be in your void , lay there like a damn 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚

saying that he walks away, I could feel his footsteps getting louder and louder, he was stomping away in annoyance and hatred towards me 

I think I ruined his mood , not surprising since ive become really good at it

at the same time I felt relieved to see that he doesn't remember about last night , I wish he never does

I go back and close the door shut 

and just like that another day passes , and another ,and so does another , weeks go by 

another day comes by that has been full of heartache and disappointment, I find myself growing feelings for someone who hates me from within,

𝑴𝒚 husband who is emotionally distant and cold towards me , im afraid of getting hurt by his hurtful comments

on how im not worthy

his words cut through me like shards of glass , leaving deep wounds that 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 heal

but there are these times, rare once, when him and I glance at each other as if we're longing for each other's warmth, I could see that he wanted to talk to me but was hesitant

and I don't know what's happening, there is this unpleasant feeling ive been dealing with for the past few days

as if someone is looking through my soul, looking into my thoughts

I don't feel safe anymore, even when im asleep, I feel a very heavy presence, but somehow I couldn't open my eyes 

it was as if I was under a spell

I know im not making things up , but I'm still not sure enough 

again the morning passes quickly, the night drips down 

I get into bed with my emotions all over the place 

as I scatter in my dreams, there was a cold touch on my face, I open my eyes to a man hovering over me

I try to scream but he shuts me off 

he spoke with a horace voice

the man: shhh..you don't want to make him angry again right

I was shocked, utterly clueless and confused

the man: there, now your listening, you know, I felt pity on you the first time I saw you come through that big door, but then I started to get obnoxiously obsessive, the way you walk and talk so softly, it just gets me all riled up, look at your smooth delicate skin, its like I could brake you if I want to, instantly.