MINJEONG
When I get back inside the house, I suddenly feel like I'm in the wrong place.
There was no one waiting for me on the couch, no one arguing about food, no one laughing about some picture on their phone.
There was no noise.
There was nothing.
I feel like crying now, like a huge chunk has been ripped out of my heart. I feel a void that I can't begin to comprehend.
I was so used to the house being full, and now that I'm alone, it feels like I'm by myself in a huge wall.
I want to get out.
This is not home.
I look around before carefully walking up the stairs, the movement of my legs and hips made my wound burn, but I ignored it.
I walk into the hallway and try my best to not look at any room other than my mine, I'll cry if I look into them, and I walk into my own.
I finally admit it to myself. I miss them already.
I can't leave myself up with my thoughts, so I tuck myself in my bed and turn off all the lights.
If it was easier, if they were anything else, not drug dealers.
I can't support that. I can't be involved in that, I can't stay with them, it's already putting me in danger.
I can't do anything about it.
But why do I want to do something about it?
Would it even matter anymore?
I squeeze my eyes and a few tears fall down my face, soaking my pillow.
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It's morning now.
I'm in the kitchen eating acorn jelly by myself. I didn't take a shower, I didn't know how to with the wound, but I changed into new clothes and did some of my makeup.
I wore a skirt and an oversized shirt.
I eat the last piece of jelly and walk over to the sink to wash the dishes.
When I finish, someone rings the doorbell.
I smile, knowing who it was, I've missed them so much and it's barely even been a day.
I open the door with a wide smile plastered on my face, and I see Yizhuo first.
"Good morning," she says, smiling back.
I hug her, and she's obviously taken aback, but after a few seconds, she wraps her arms around me, too.
"Looks like someone's in a good mood." I notice Tzuyu walk up and chuckle.
"I kind of missed you guys," I admit and Tzuyu frowns.
"That's not good," she says and I shrug.
The rest of them enter the house one by one and I'm happy that they're back until Yeji reminds everyone what they were here for.
"We've got boxes for the extra stuff we've left here, it won't take so long," she says and starts heading up her room, the others following after collecting some of their stuff in the living room or kitchen.
"Come, let's check on the wound." Jimin comes up to me and I nod, us both walking into my room.
She puts her small bag down and goes to wash her hands.
"I have to take off your shirt," she suddenly says and my body stiffens.
"What?" I choke and she smiles.
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All Mine | Winrina
Aléatoire"You're all mine; the lips, the hair, and body. It's all mine." This story is NOT mine. All rights go to the original author.