𝐌𝐘 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 ✔

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It all started when I got to know that I will be married to him, Jeon Jungkook, My kind of cousin but I don't even really know the relation clearly. Probably because our families are not even that close. But I used to know him from my childhood, acknowledging him as my brother. Maybe that's the reason why I couldn't accept him as my husband, the person with whom I would spend the rest of my life. 

 When I first heard the news, I was shattered. I was broken. Marrying him was never my choice. I was and am stubborn as hell. So I tried using many ways to break off this marriage. Refusing eating anything for days, staying in my room locked, crying and laying on the floor like a kid, even trying to take my life in front of my family. 

 But these seemed not affect my father, He was strict much more and declared that I have to get married or else I wouldn't get the roof over my head, pretty much indicating that he will disown me. I even got on my knees in front of my mother to convince my father, but she was helpless either. Of course she likes Jungkook but she didn't like the idea of forcing me into marriage.

Therefore, I desperately made a plan, I decided to explain everything to Jungkook and ask him to convince my father and break off the marriage. But I didn't have the courage to do so in the last minute. The awkwardness between us grew after my father's decision, He saw Jungkook as the ideal son-in-law, believing he was the one who would ensure my happiness.

 I couldn't do anything but cry on my sister's lap and murmuring every time that I despise Jungkook for agreeing into this bullshit. He frequently took me on dates at several fancy places, but I showed no interest, scrolling my phone for the rest of the date. He would try to make some conversations with me but I always answered shortly, making the atmosphere mostly quiet. Jungkook seemed to understand my behavior but was unfazed by it, making me hate him even more.

I would storm into my room angrily after every date, venting my frustration by throwing pillows and bedsheets across the room. My sister, Rami would just stand silently, observing the situation where I exposed all my rages. Of course, quietly, or else I will be disowned even before marrying.

One evening, after yet another frustrating date with Jungkook, I locked myself in my room, feeling more hopeless than ever. I stared at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts of escape. Then I heard a sound, someone got into my room using keys because I locked it earlier. My sister appeared in my room. 

She sat beside me and spoke, "Hey, Father sent me to inform you that tomorrow you'll be going to a mall to buy your wedding dress with Jungkook and aunt." By aunt she means Jungkook's mother, right? Whenever she visits us or we visit them, she would try to romanticize me as the ideal wife and lecture me how to handle house chores, kids, the reason why I couldn't handle her. I gave Rami a black look making her quickly look away. 

 "And he wants to see you, Jisoo," Rami added, I let out a sigh, letting Rami know that I am visibly disappointed on the decision my father made. But we both knew that I had no choice, either getting married or be homeless. I am upset on myself, I should had continued college so that I could be at least independent. 

 I entered in my parents' room. There he was, My uncompromising and meticulous father, sitting in the rocking chair, reading a book with his glasses on. I couldn't see a sight of my mother, maybe she went outside for work. "Father, You called for me?" Father finally looked at me but just a glimpse, then he looked at the book. "Rami told you that already, right?" I looked down, "Yes, She did.", "Then you already know, but I have another reason to talk with you." I was informed that you don't co-operate with Jungkook when you two go somewhere, Is it true, Kim Jisoo?" 

I bit my lower lip, How did he get to know? Who thought it was a great idea letting him know about this? "Who told you this?" 

"Answer me first, Jisoo." He calmly ordered. I decided not to speak anymore, he automatically understood what had really happened. "Kim Jisoo, If you continue behaving like this, I'll make sure after you get married, you'll never get to see our faces again." I was frightened, It was such a nightmare. Visibly frustrated and desperate, I accidentally raised my voice at my father, for the second time in my life, The first time had landed me in a hostel for two months when I was fifteen.

"Why you got to be so controlling? I did agree in to this marriage forcefully now I have to be co-operate with him? Make conversations with him? Oh I see, He told you, right? HE FUCKING TOLD YOU? I FUCKING HATE THAT ASSHOLE" I stormed out of the room, fuming in rage, to see my mother and my sister standing next to the door, hearing our talkings. Rami had the horrified look plastered on her face and my mother seemed like she would faint. 

I went to my room and hardly slammed my door. There I was, No eating and sleeping. My eyes was literally puffy red caused by how many times I rubbed my eyes. Next morning, When I tried to open my door after waking up from my one-hour sleep, I couldn't help but notice that I couldn't open the door, means someone had locked the door from outside. I banged from inside, hoping someone would open the door for me but no one came. I instantly knew it was my father's idea. It was my punishment from him for yelling and cursing. I cursed once more time under my breath and laid on my bed. I got up suddenly, remembering that I have to go to the mall to buy wedding dress. I took my phone to drop a message to Rami but I already got a message sent to me in midnight. 

 RAMIEON 🥀 

- Hey Jisoo, Father asked Jungkook to buy your wedding dress alone so that you can still get it without leaving the room :( and yes, your wedding date is shortened, will soon let you know the date :) 

 I looked at my phone, Lifelessly. I can only depend on God right now, I looked at the nice-looking blue sky. Oh God, please give me strength to endure all of this nonsenses.