𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 ᴛᴋ

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                       𓂃⋆ THIRD PERSON POV ⋆𓂃

The kidnapping helped him get the pictures and inform the police. He was able to prove that she has kidnapped him with the intension of murder and property sham. And the news was now all over the media.

The entire world now knew of Kim Yeri ugly truths. But sadly his victory has cost him everything. His fire for revenge was quenched. He was able to give justice to Tae mom and thousands of others who get trapped in this illegal business of drugs.

But his heart....it was in shreds. Control yourself, Jungkook it's fine...you are fine... Our child...my .... Sobs silenced his next words as he punched a nearby wall to vent out his frustration. The cemented wall had traces of his blood as he continued his madness.

Bone breaking sounds could be heard followed by numbness. He continued punching Non-stop continued punching non-stop.When suddenly his smiling face came in front of his eyes. His earlier words echoing in his ears.

Th: You are hurting yourself Kook...please let me heal you.. please

His punch stopped and he froze for a moment. His velvety voice, the only thing audible in his ears.

Th: I will fix you, my dear husband...I will fix you to immortality even if I have to break myself to perishability

New tears escaped his eyes as he realised just how much true his words came out to be. He destroyed him completely, and ir repairable He was at fault....the only person to be blamed for this is he himself.

You are a murderer jungkook ...you killed your own child....that innocent heart that just learned to beat...you killed it!!

The voices in his head made him grab onto his head. Moving his head in a no, his footsteps moved back away from the wall. His boots hit the gravel behind, with his mind in total turmoil.

Th: A person like you needs more help than I do

Tae earlier words ringing in his ears and he can't help hating himself more. Oh, how right you were Tae ..I needed help and you being selfless was the only one who tried soothing the heart of this monster.

But now....I killed our child !! I killed our Angel.I deserve all the pain...all the suffering that you are going through, A honking sound was heard in the background. His hazy eyes took note of a car coming his way and giving him dippers.

His shaking legs managed to sidestep on time. To only have the driver scream at him.

??: Go die in front of some other car! You psycho!

Ignoring it, his eyes looked up to gaze at the hospital building. His heart again sank from pain, as he imagined the pain he is going through because of him.

Th: Love can never cause regret

He smiled at this. How wrong you were Tae...regret is the only thing love gave me. I don't deserve you, Tae...I don't deserve you after everything. He wanted to leave...to go away from his life. He thought himself to be an eclipse to his illuminating lights.

But he can't be a coward right now. Accepting his mistakes is the only way out of this burden of guilt. Running from it will only make it go deeper. Drying those traitorous tears with the sleeve of his arm, he straightened up. Back to his usual sober state.

He won't let him go, he will beg every second of his life if he hasto. But he can't live without him. If you truly love someone, you plead, you regret, you beg but you never leave them.

Th: He doesn't love me....he will never love me...I am not up to his standards....he...he is ashamed of me...like everyone...he ...will also leave me...

Earlier words that tae spoke to proved it. he needs him and this time he will prove to his love.

Jk: I will stand by your side Tae ...forever in shade and sunlight, in happiness and in pain. With the only hope of seeing your beautiful eyes to open up again.

A loud slap was heard in the hallway of the hospital. Jungkook closed his eyes, accepting all the pain and humiliation coming his way. The force behind the slap has made his right profile, go numb for a few minutes. And his father's voice was heard as a ringing echo

Mrjeon: I am ashamed of you! You don't deserve to be called my son.......I married you to him....I thought you will love him and cherish him... that innocent soul is there fighting for his life.......tell me Son..tell me what crimes has that boy commit? What was his fault in all this?

His only fault is that he loved a person like me His conscience spoke to him. He stood there staring at the tiles floor. Unable to meet his father's disappointed face and his mother's hatred. His collar was grabbed by his father's wrinkled hands, as he shook him to his senses.

Mrjeon: I will tell you....his fault was that he loved a bastard like you!! A selfish person like you who only cared about himself...your business...your revenge...your ego....! What about him.

Jk: Dad.....I...l..am sor-

Mrjeon: Don't you dare utter that word..sorry??
....your sorry can't do I...I am at fault..I ruined that innocent boy life by marrying him to you.....I should have known beforehand....and now.

Mrjeon: Do you see this ?...this is the Son you were so proud of....a bloody disgrace!

His father never said those words to him. Each and every minute of his life he has worked...just for one thing. To make his father proud and today he ruined it all. New tears escaped those dead eyes, as redness rimmed in their corners.

Mrs jeon: please I know he is at fault...just look at him...he is already suffering.. please just calm down..

Mrjeon: Calm down? You ask me to calm down when my grandchild...when...when my little bundle of joy...is struggling for every breath....when my son in law is struggling between life and death....I can't....I can't just calm down.

Their conversation was interrupted as Sohee came running in. Her eyes held worry and she looked short of breath. Jungkook looked at her, afraid to hear her next words.

Sohee: Kook ...he .....Tae....is going into a state of shock....I don't know...the doctors...they were rushing in...I asked but they didn't tell me...hu-

He bolted through the corridors with everyone at his trail. His turbulent mind was not able to even run properly..as he crashed into people on his way.

His steps halted only when he approached that glass fitted window door. His desperate eyes trying to look past the bodies of doctors and nurses surrounding him.

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