4] was I dying?

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Jungkook's pov:

A good Cabernet shiraz with a packet of Marlboro was all I wanted to keep his thoughts away.

I wanted to get drunk. -- Insanely drunk.

What was the reason to even come to me and ruin the calmness that I had in my life. Why couldn't he stay away from me?

Why couldn't he let me live in peace? Why he always had to jump into me when everything went silently?!

It was all going alright.  I was enjoying the scenes that I had written and I was doing perfect but now I couldn't think any further.

After day before next day's night it had turned very bad between us. It wasn't us any time yet it had ruined to an unpredictable extent.

He didn't even look at me before going to his office. He knew I was sleeping and I knew that he had the habit of kissing me on my forehead when I was asleep , thinking I was asleep when actually I always had my eyes closed in reality.

I knew what he always did but I kept silent to not pick up any fight or something that might give me a headache but at last I ended up now with a headache.

My head was throbbing so bad that I didn't know how to handle it. I tried to write but nothing was coming to my Mind.

I tried to divert my mind by drawing and reading but nothing worked and at last all I knew to get this headache away was to get drunk.

So a glass filled with Cabernet shiraz to the brim rested on the slab of my room with a Marlboro cigarette swinging between my fingers as I stared at the big portrait of our second anniversary.

I was wearing a black suit and so did he.
The picture was about to be clicked when he suddenly made that pouty kissing face which made me too amused yet I made sure to not be bothered by it.

The picture was about to be clicked when he suddenly made that pouty kissing face which made me too amused yet I made sure to not be bothered by it

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He was happy and excited as always but I couldn't be happy or even fair.

I tried to be happy but everything that I had to suffer through just because of him , made me so plain and uncaring that I couldn't be happy a tad bit.

He did what he wanted. He was always too stubborn and didn't think of what the other person might begging through.

He wanted me to marry him but I had rejected him , nonetheless he has his way to marry me which lead me into this living hell.

I never wanted to be caged and but we never get what we had wished for and same thing happened to me. I was bound to him. Maybe forever.

" Master Jungkook. " A soft elderly female voice travelled to my ears from the balcony of my room which made me sip the wine.

" Come in, Lady Ara." I said before she walked inside the room.

As soon as she entered , she coughed out loudly due to the smoke of my cigarette. I could end the smoke but she was going to get away within a minute, then why to waste such a good nicotine drag for no reason.

" what is it, Lady Ara?" I asked gulping a big sip of the red liquor.  It was sweet and burning. My throat burnt with the bitter and sweet taste as it started to intoxicate my head.

" uhm-- would you like to eat ? Lunch is ready. " She said looking here and there. Her eyes were nervous.

My lips twitched up into something evil.

" I am full. Lady , Ara." As soon as I said that she bowed deeply , gulping hard with sweat shining upon her forehead.

Without waiting for another second,  Era turned around and walked away.

Hah!

I knew it.

Everyone in this house was morelike   ---
Afraid of me.

It wasn't as if I bullied them or troubled their life , it was just that this household was too nicotine and alcohol phobic.

The people in this house were too away from these intoxicated substances that even a stick of cigarette made them uncomfortable. Yet again, no offence Taehyung was their boss.

I gulped down rest of the liquor and grated a satisfied " ahhhh" as the wine went down my throat thundering in my foodpipe. I stood up from my place and walked out into the balcony while puffing the drag. The smoke appeared but soon enough it disappeared like a hope in my life.

Once I had started to think that everything was going to be fine. I thought that I would change for good or life had given me a chance to make myself better but I was wrong. 

I stepped in the room with wobbling and unbalanced steps as I started to get dizzy.

I thought that everything would change and my life which was a living hell for me, would make itself some better, but NAH! I was absolutely wrong.

Another vigorous suck on the red cherry and I found myself in the hallway of first floor. 

My life was also fading away like the smoke. It felt fine at times. It felt as if I could breathe  but then that suffocation filled my lungs again. I felt as if someone was chocking me. I felt as if I was in some darkness. Wrapped and caged. 

Nowhere to go , nowhere to live. 

I almost tripped on that huge carpet before I held the railing tightly subsiding the squeal that was about to erupt.

" Oh baby." I chuckled and turned to my right. The railing had ended. It was going down. Huh? Did I come all the way to the stairs?

I blinked my eyes carefully to clear my vision but it had started to blur even more. Everything started to take circles around me and I started to feel my head get heavy.

'I should go back to my room. This is not good.'

As I stepped further there was no surface beneath me  which made my heart skip with a gasp and before I could feel or see anything , I stumbled somewhere very bad. I could feel my head go cold and leak.

Was I dying? 

yes.

I had fallen from the stairs. I could feel that. A sad feeling filled my chest. I was afraid now. Afraid of loosing what I had. I finally had something to cherish but I was dying.

What would Taehyung do? Will he be angry? Or sad or happy?

What a life I was having? Waah!! A few days before I was imagining of dying and this time I was actually dying. 

When I didn't want to.

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