SHORT SKIRTS | 18+ | Jungkook

Chapter 36 | A Feeling I Craved

Out of all the questions that Jungkook could ask me after hearing that hot news, he decides to come up with the most weird one, leaving me slack-jawed. "Y/N? But why did you go with the number 38? I mean... 38 number of stabs. Why?"

Staring at his face that held a new expression I've never seen before, I gasp after processing those words that left his mouth.

"Didn't I say to forget about this?" I try one more time but he shakes his head from side to side, with a smirk lining along his lips.

"Talk to me... I feel like talking." The moment the last four words crashed my ears, a sad smile creeps onto my face and I scoot closer to him, and let his head rest on my lap.

Covering his body with the sheets, ruffling his soft black hair, I take a deep breath and prepare myself to talk.

Don't judge me but my answer might have you contract some second hand embarrassment.

"You know... Jaebin and I are... 19, right? We can't split an odd number so... we stabbed 19 times each. I'm pretty good at math to say that two times 19 will make... 38. How cool is that?" I grin like an innocent mental patient but watch his face catch some... you know that. I just said it... uh... ah! Second hand embarrassment.

"You're nuts. By the way, Jaebin was with you?" He wasn't happy about it, exactly. Guess he hasn't totally forgiven them yet.

"Yes. You see... Aera was his girlfriend since years and it seems like they have solid love for each other. He joined me for the revenge ritual. But I swear, I would've stopped with 19 stabs as my signature age mark. However, I had to compromise for him. But It's okay! She's dead in the end."

I don't know. For some reason I didn't like the look on his face. Was he disappointed ? Or sad? Or worried? I really don't know.

"I guess you're not that little girl anymore. You changed so much, you've gained the guts to go murder someone like that." It began to hurt in my chest because I didn't exactly catch him what he was trying to say, but the fact he thinks I've changed, I didn't feel good hearing that leave his mouth.

"Listen, Jungkook. If you thought I was going to let that woman live after everything that she did to you, you're wrong. That night when you started to say how she hurt you, that very moment... I was on the verge of going on a killing spree. And after your mom said me about how your mental health turned into shit with what she did, I fixed my mind. That I was going to kill her in a way she feels every ounce of pain she made you and me go through. Don't you understand? She deserves to be dead. She deserves no place alive on this earth. Are you sure she didn't torture anyone else other than me, you and Aera? And your mom? Who knows, there could be more people out there who lost a piece of themselves because of her? I did what I felt was right. And I strongly believe that killing her was never and will never be the wrong choice. She deserved it. "

I hadn't noticed that my breathing turned unstable and there were tears running out of his eyes. "Oh my God! Jungkook... Stop crying." I slide under the sheets to have him more closer to me, and hug him in a way his head rests on my chest, providing him comfort.

"Don't... don't scold me... please. Normally, I wouldn't mind but-for a few more days, I just wanna be pampered. I'm... I'm not in a state to understand your way of expressing your thoughts, but I'll try. Just... don't be harsh on me for a while." Hugging my waist and reluctantly burying his face into me, he cries, making me feel guilty as ever. I realize he's become very sensitive after what happened and I have to deal with him carefully.

I sob as my chest hurts from regret, "I'm sorry, baby. I won't do it again. I promise. Pinky promise," and I pull out my pinky finger and wait for his to intertwine, once he does it, I leave a kiss on his forehead as I see a little smile linger on his lips. He's adorable and such a baby at times. My heart melted and I don't wanna search for the molten remains.