Runaways

Chapter 31

Yoongi's POV

Unni...

I blamed her. The moment that my dad died, I shifted the blame on her. I chased her out of the ward and I said it was her fault, that she should have come home.

My mom didn't say anything because she was too broken to even say a thing but I blamed Unni. I blamed her when she was doing all of this for my own good. She was helping me get married to Nick, but here I was, hurting her.

I hurt my sister for the first time in 25 years. When I saw her on that hospital bed, my heart broke. Junie has never had to go to the hospital. She is that strong. Her heart can take even the craziest insult.

She is a designer and customers have the craziest requests and she tries to meet them, even though it is wild, but she has never broken down, nor has she been pushed to the corner of brokenness.

But today, she broke. My sister reached the breaking point and I did that. I caused her to hurt. I caused her to break and I can never undo that.

I blamed her for Dad's death, and it wasn't her fault. It wasn't Junie's fault. Junie is the best sister there is. She is loving, kind, she wears her heart on her sleeve, she is caring, and fair, she is sacrificial, even for her own happiness, she is protective, and Junie would die for the Kim family.

She is our anchor, Junie is what made the Kim family Thee Kim family. She is the obedient one, the reasoning one, the one who took the hits for me every single time and she would always talk on my behalf.

Junie always stood up for me and always had me take her awards because she knew I loved the exposure it would give Kingdom and the evening gowns I would receive on behalf of Kingdom.

Junie is not selfish, nor does she look at what benefits her, she always did what was best for me, and even now, this is for my good. Marrying this Preobrazhensky guy was for me.

My sister married a man she didn't know because she wanted me to be happy, but I hurt her, I hurt my Junie.

"Are you okay?" Nick comes into view. I am standing outside the mortuary as they have just wheeled my dad inside. I am trying to keep my heart sane, my mind is in twirl wind, and my heart is breaking. Every inch of me is divided into so many parts that I cannot fathom how to even comprehend this loss.

I married officially, but everything after that just went downhill. My sister married a stranger for my sake, she was accused of adultery and I know she would never do that, my dad had a heart attack, my sister is cold out because of hyperventilating and my mom is stoically broken.

"I think I broke my family Nick," I utter, I turn towards him with glossy eyes, "I think I broke my family," I repeat, whispering.

"Hey, don't say that," he tries to assure me that this is not my fault but I know the truth.

"We were okay Nick, before the wedding, everything was fine, the family was fine," I try explaining it to him but my voice fails me.

"But I," my voice cracks and I stop and I try to gather myself together, but I know that I could never get it right.

"Junie will be okay." He pulls me into a hug.

"She passed out twice Nick. Unni would never," I pull away from the hug so I am looking at him, "Unni would just pass out. She didn't even pass out when Grandpa died,"

Unni and Grandpa had a special bond. They were each other's favorite and everybody in the family knew. We couldn't dispute it as it was the most realistic thing we saw.

Unni visited Grandpa the most, went to their house every holiday, and always made sure she called Grandpa almost every night, no matter how busy she was, she always made time for our grandparents, especially Grandpa.

When our grandpa had his first stroke, Unni was crushed, but she had hope. She spent most of her afternoons with Grandpa in the hospital praying, and Grandpa got better.

Unni had that much faith. Her God was that good. After a while, Grandpa had another stroke, still, unni believed that Grandpa would survive the stroke. Crushed as she was, Unni made us believe in her God because still, unni prayed and Grandpa survived and got better.

The whole family got saved, thanks to Unni. Grandpa didn't survive the third stroke, and unni almost went under. I know she didn't survive that. It hurt the most to her, and that type of pain, I never wanna see Unni in ever. But still, in the midst of, unni didn't faint, it didn't hurt as this.

I betrayed unni. I betrayed my big sister.

"Nick, I betrayed her. She fainted because of me,"

"Yoonie," her pulls me into a hug once again.

"She was doing for me Nick, for us, but look at what I did," Tears start filling my eyes again.

"Unni belongs to the people, Kingdom's designer. Her heart is good like that, she doesn't deserve this pain, unni didn't deserve what I did to her, she is so much better than that," I state, not sure how I will ever look at my sister again.

"Then say you sorry. She is your sister, and knowing her good heart, she will forgive you," I look at him again and he wipes away the drops of tears that are already falling.

"Junie loves you okay, and she will not take this to heart," he assures me yet again, and this time there is that hope that unni will forgive me for being selfish. Unni will still look at me like she always did, and she will still fight for me, wage war on my behalf and still call me a million times to go over her drafts and new designs.

"You sure Nick?" Hoping that Nick is telling the truth and Unni will still love me the same.

"Of course, she is still a Kim remember? Once a Kim, always a Kim, and a Kim forgives right?" I smile, remembering what dad once told the family when we were kids.

He said, 'A Kim will always forgives. We as the Kim's should have good hearts, forgiving hearts, and hearts that are willing to let go. Once a Kim, always a Kim.

"Yes, my sister is a Kim," I repeat, "She will let it go, she will forgive me," my heart feels at ease for a bit.

"Is she now?" Umma (mom) comes to view and we break the hug and we both look at her.

"What do mean umma?" I chuckle nervously looking at Nick who is already looking at me and we both look back to my mom.

"Is Junie really a Kim?" She adds.

"Yes, she is. Junie is a Kim umma," I announce, my heart starting to pick up pace fearing the worst.

"Junie isn't a Kim, those rights where stripped off the moment she stepped out of that church married a man we know nothing about," before I can say anything, my mom, leaves.

I follow her and I stop her.

"Umma, what do you mean? Unni, is still a Kim. Unni is still family. What do you mean?" I try to understand what she is saying.

"Junie is married Yoonie, and her loyalties no longer lies with the family." She states, still in a stoic gaze.

"But,"

"She doesn't need to attend the funeral, she is a newly married woman after all," she pulls her hand away from me and she leaves, leaving me standing with Nick, conflicted, hurt and not sure what is going on.

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