ANGEL (jungkook × Y/n)

Chapter 80

Never let go

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Y/N POV 

My first action upon leaving Jungkook's room was to bolt down the corridor. It is becoming intolerable to me. My heart is tearing apart as I listen to Jungkook's agonizing screams and yells. I want to leave right now, even though I'm not sure if I did right with him.

In this house, I feel suffocating and uneasy. I can't seem to get rid of those images and videos out of my head, even if i try my best. I have a lot going on my mind, making it difficult for me to think clearly, wisely and calmly. I should leave this place, in order to get rid of my constantly racing thoughts without under my control.

With a limp in each step, I made my way to the hall where I noticed every member was seated with intense seriousness and stress. They must have gone downstairs before I left our room, I guess.

I observed my child clutching to Yoongi's arms and crying in his grasp. When I see my little sweetie curled up like that, my heart clenches in guilt and pain. I feel so weak and pitiful looking at him; how will I nurture my child without his father?.

Just then, I involuntarily noticed the girl behind Yoongi, which is why I feel so cut off from my own people today. Despite the fact that she has never mistreated me, I was extremely envious and hateful of her. I felt extremel level of hate and jealousy towards her. Like Her sole existence is gawking at me. My current level of jealousy is unbearable. I'm completely shattered. I feel so exposed and helpless. I feel so weak and vulnerable. 

Everyone abruptly got up from their seats as soon as they realized I was there. My eyes were cold and vacant when I saw them all. I believe that Nobody cares about me. Every single one of them despises me. Their younger brother and his lone son are everything that matters to them. I'm not jealous but I'm disappointed. They always  pity on me, Everyone has only sympathy for me. My son began sobbing uncomfortably and wriggling in Yoongi's arms to come to me as soon as he saw me.

"MOMMY"

Mumma!" jungwoo wiggle more When Yoongi's grip tightened over him.

I started limping toward my kid because I could no longer take the agonizing cries from him. But before I could pull him in, something wrenched my body forward and gave me a bone-crushing back hug.

I learned who dared to enter my personal space thanks to his powerful, tattooed arms, enticing Musky scent, and unforgettable, sinful touch. His seductive yet sinful breaths began to strike the crook of my neck, weakening me more and more in his presence. My chest hurts so much that my heart hurts too. What condition am I in right now? Jungkook, me, and our child are crying today.