My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 23

SALTED WOUND

❝don't leave,
shut your mind off and let your heart breathe.❞

—MØ.

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hyemi

"stop crying," I whispered to myself as I stood near the door of my mum's room. I tried to stop my hands from shaking but I couldn't help to think about the image of him hugging her—the way he rested his chin on her head.

just the way wrapped her around his arms— "hyemi?" my thoughts were cut off by my mum's husky voice. I lifted my flicked my eyes and looked at her for the first time since couple of months ago.

she was lying on the bed with the IV canulla on her left hand. she quickly tried sitting up with the help of daehyun. "why are you here?" I lifted my head to look at the man on the right side of the bed.

he looked at me as if I was the most disgusting thing in the world. "father, I—" I didn't know why I wanted to explain why I was in the room when the fact that I didn't even know I was in the room. "I'm sorry," I hung my head low and turned around before I left the room.

"no! hyemi! stay!" a hand had gripped my wrist to stop me from leaving, but my heart was too heavy to stay. I felt suffocating in the place where I wasn't supposed to be there. "I miss you, my daughter."

I stood there with my eyes closed—hearing my mum saying that she missed me felt like the world was playing around with me. I started to visualise the scene again, of how he hugged her as if she was the most important person in his world.

then I visualised my mum's face before my dad died. that loving expression she gave me made one tear fall from my eye. "I'm sorry for coming," I placed my hand on hyeri's, and slowly I removed her hand away. "please don't be sick anymore, mum."

coming to the hospital was a mistake. I got out from the room, out of a sudden, my mind was blank and all I wanted to do was to kneel down and cry. I stood right outside of the room and my legs were weak, so I slid down on the floor as my hands started to shake.

I realised the white door gave me a different feeling before I opened it, the moment I stepped inside and looked at the man having the woman wrapped around his arms made my heart shuddered.

the woman was on the bed, slowly her eyes met mine. her eyes widened before her lips formed into a sly smug. I started to blink my eyes after I noticed who she was and when I looked back at the man, my heart dropped so fast. "jungkook?"

in a swift, he pulled away the hug and looked at me with horror on his face. "what—" just before I could even say anything, my stepbrother called my name and pulled me out of the room. I tried breathing for air, but I didn't know why it was so hard.

"hyemi," I knew the others saw him too. I wasn't the only one entering the room, the six of them were too. they were surprised as I was, and when I was dragged away I knew they stayed there and talk with him.

I stood back up without facing anyone and just walked straight out of the place. I felt like my whole soul was taken and there was nothing I could do. that sly smug from her face and his tight embrace caused tears falling from my eyes.

I stopped in the middle of the hospital, and I didn't care that people were watching me as I shouted out loud, I crouched down to let it all out. 'I fall for you because of you'. all of a sudden, all the affections and love he gave to me were useless.

all the shows he gave and all the stupid giddy feelings he made me feel were just rubbish to me. I trusted him and that was why I opened my heart for him. "what is this bullshit." I don't think people would understand of how heartbroken I was.

I grew attached to him because he listened to my miserable story about my family, I trusted him to take care of my fragile heart and I expected him to give me the love that I never get from my family.

he was my book, and I told him about everything that made me feel hurt. little did I know, he had ripped my wound wider than my family. and the fact that I loved him dearly made me pour salt to it even more.

and as I got back up, there he was—flared up, in front of taehyung and jimin. they were shooting bullets from their eyes but I wanted to stab him and take back my heart because I thought it was safe with him. but I was wrong.

jungkook

"yah, jungkook!" taehyung came forward and reached for my collars, "didn't I tell you that I will tear you apart if you're shitting with her?" he gritted his teeth as he speaks, and then he dragged me out from the room.

he threw me to the floor and huffed a scoff as loud as he could. "kim taehyung—" before I could even look at him in the eyes, his fist was already in contact with my cheek and I could feel the dull pain right away.

one punch wasn't enough for him, he grabbed my collars again and pulled me up from the floor before he pushed me to the wall to throw more punches. even with the others stopping him, he kept going until my knees were weak and I was back on the floor.

"stand up, you fucktard." he crouched down in front of me and hit my stomach with his fist for the last time, "why the fuck did you cheat, you bastard?" he was breathing heavily, trying his best to contain his anger—his eyes were shooting bullets with flames all over him.

"shouldn't you ask her the same thing?" he narrowed his eyes with his hand clenched into fist, ready to throw more punches but I was knocked down before he did. I coughed the blood from my mouth as I groaned the pain out loud.

I wiped the blood with the back of my hand and I was surprised to know that jimin was the one who hit me. "of all girls? you decided to go back to that bitch?" he pushed his hair to the back and scoffed, "how low of you to cheat on hyemi for her?" he looked at me with disgust.

"she cheated on me too."

"what?" the six of them asked at the same time. I placed a palm on my stomach every each time I felt the throbbing pain from taehyung's punch. I stood up to look at them but they were all giving me the same expression—disgusted.

"have you lost your mind?"

"hyemi, cheated on you?"

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, "she's been hanging out with that chanyeol bullshit friend. you guys thought I didn't know who that fucker is? he was the guy that my ex girlfriend had sex with. and you guys even hung out with him."

"yah, jungkook—"

"she doesn't even answer my call. every time I see her, she's always with that fucker. laughing all the way, as if she doesn't even have a boyfriend. an attention seeker, grabbing any guy that gives her attention—"

my world ended right before my very eyes—in a swift, a hand slapped my cheek and I could feel the tingling and warm sensation rather in a slow pace. "fuck you, jungkook." I looked up to see her with bloodshot eyes and slowly, a tear was falling down from her eye and there, my shoulders dropped and I realise that I hurt her. 

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henlo! there is a lot of changes on this chapter but I hope it is better than before. I am not good at action description but I tried :) plus, it has been awhile since the last time I write, so I'm practically bad at writing now. 

I am sorry to keep you guys waiting, I will try to end this book before my third semester come up! thank you so much for all the wait and I hope you enjoy this chapter!