My Boy [under editing]

Ch 19

YOU FOOL

❝rain falls again today, the painful rain. like on that day when I let you go.❞
—soyou & baekhyun, rain

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hyemi

I couldn't help to sigh every time I looked at the bright moon. my dangling legs were swaying back and forth as my playlist kept repeating the song for more than twice; a total of twenty song repeated more than twice? yes. I waited for so long.

I kept looking at my wristwatch and my phone, I didn't want to assume anything just yet. the high volume sounded quieter than it should, I heard the peaceful surrounding rather then the songs. I was at the usual park, alone, a little scared but mostly worried.

"is he alright?" I sent him a few messages, asking if something bad happened. I received none, but that didn't stop me from texting him. I bit my lower lips as I tried to stop myself from worrying. "It's okay, he's probably busy..." I tried to convinced myself, "let's just wait for a few more minutes."

however, minutes became hours. the night became colder and shivers went down my spine every time I looked around—I dialled for his number but I couldn't reach him, which made me worry even more.

I called for the others to call him too, but alas, they said they couldn't reach him too. "hey," I shrieked when I heard a deep voice from behind. "sorry to scare you," he apologised sincerely with his brows knitted in a straight line. "saw you here alone since dusk...mind if I sit down?"

chanyeol was actually an ideal type; tall and handsome, dimples and smiles. he also had good personalities, caring and supportive, despite his disrespectful and arrogant behaviour, still he was a nice person.

"sure," I muttered under my breath, I sighed shortly once he sat down beside me. "were you like watching me or something?" I asked when I suddenly remembered what he said. rather than answering, he just smiled handsomely without looking at me.

his eyes were closed while he leaned his back on the bench, "I wasn't stalking you I swear, I just happen to walked pass you twice," he blurted out before his smile faded slowly, "why? did your boyfriend forget the date?"

his question made my lips sealed as another sigh escaped through my nose. I didn't know what to answer, I was unsure too. I wanted to believe that he didn't forget, I didn't want to think something bad happened to him too and I didn't want to imagine anything too.

"he's probably busy—"

"oh come on hyemi, stop telling me he's busy. I'm sorry I don't know him and I know nothing about this dude, but if he loves you, he probably should know that you're fucking waiting for him. or at least he should knows that a woman shouldn't be alone at night!"

for the first time, I was looking straight into his eyes, all I see was my reflection. I breathed out as I hung my shoulders low, "I'm tired..." I whispered to him, I didn't want to look at him but his eyes gave me comfort. I didn't want his words get into my head, but as I reached my limit, I let one tear slipped from my eye.

"hyemi—"

what happened between the two us? what went wrong? where did the love he said he'll give me? was it him or was it me?

I barely seen him at home. I couldn't contact him. he was out of sight, sometimes it feels like I was standing on the surface of the water, confused why I wasn't falling into the water and at the same time, I was waiting to be pulled away from the weird site I was at.

I was confused of the situation and I was waiting for him to pull me away. I was wrong to wait, and at one point, something came across my mind—which was regret. I kept on scolding myself for thinking of regretting the whole relationship thing, but I couldn't help.

"do you want to walk with me?" I didn't hesitate to ask him, I was tired of waiting, and I wasn't strong enough to wait after tasting the awful truth coming out chanyeol's mouth. "I want to go back home," I added.

we didn't talk along the way back home, I didn't want to, but he kept the space comforting with his humming. although I kept on remembering jungkook when he sings throughout the road, at least I wasn't thinking about any negativity.

both of us stopped walking as we heard someone called my name, "hyemi!" I recognised the voice; deep voice yet soulful. It was taehyung, so I lifted my head just to realise that everyone was at the basketball court near to our apartment. "hey?"

they probably saw the look at my eyes, so they didn't ask what happened or who was the guy beside me, rather they just asked me join with them, "how about a little match?" yoongi asked before he noticed that I was wearing heels, then they almost took back their words.

I smiled to them, shrugging my shoulders a little, "oh come on! I can play with this babies all night," I said while typing my hair in a messy bun. I took of my pink coat and put it on the bench, they were all shaking their heads with their amused smiles, "I know, I'm a hottie."

jungkook

I just realised that hospitals are boring, especially with someone that we don't like. "uh, any news from your parents?" I asked because I was waiting for more than an hour. I even got scared that her parents doesn't even worry about their daughter being charged in the hospital.

luck was definitely not on my side, because I had to wait for her parents, my phone died and I was anxious because something inside my head was like telling me I forgotten something important.

I was so mad at myself because I didn't walk away from the hospital when I went to the toilet, no, I stupidly walked back inside her room and sat down like a good dog. I felt like I was under a spell.

"Jungkook—" I rolled my eyes as I listened to her voice; it was so soft that I thought she was faking until I lifted my head to look at her. her lips were pale and her eyes were watery, she was breathing rapidly and I stood up as soon I saw her oxygen level on the monitor.

"chohee, are you okay?" I approached her bed and pressed the button above her headboard. "I thought the doctor said it was just a fever." I didn't stop pressing the button until a nurse burst inside the room with a doctor and a few more nurses.

I walked from the room and again, waited for her parents. I kept looking at the clock wall, trying to figure out why do I feel like I forgotten something. I felt as though there was something but I couldn't get my finger on it.

"young man," I turned around when I heard the door was slid opened. "are you ms choi's boyfriend?" he suddenly asked me which I just looked at him with my eyes narrowed. "her brother?"

"no, I'm just her friend."

"well then," he breathed out hardly which actually made me nervous because he made it like there was something wrong. "can we talk in my office?" he didn't even wait for me to agree, instead he just walked straight to wherever his goddamn office were.

of course I followed him from behind, once I entered his office, he told me to sit down across from him. "I have to tell you that I have connection with her," I immediately said before he could say anything about her condition.

"I know, but at this stage, at least someone should know —"

"yeah, her family is coming —"

"she has lung cancer."