Chapter 40

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MINJEONG

Through blurry eyes, I see Aeri running towards me, Yuna going over to Jimin.

"Minjeong, we're so sorry you got caught into this," she says as she unties, her breath heavy.

Once I'm free, she tries to help me stand but I can't tolerate it.

"Don't fucking touch me!" I push her, backing away, our voices echo through the building.

"Minjeong, please." I hear Jimin say as Yuna puts her arm around her back to help her stand.

"What!?" I whimper in between words, "What, you're going to tell me you fell in love with me!? Huh!? I was different!? I don't give a shit! Because it's all lies, how come I was the one you fell for!? How come it wasn't the girls before, or the ones before that? Or the fucking tens of girls you murder!?" I scream, to the point where there's a strain in my throat. 

"Hey, whats going on!?" I see Yizhuo coming in and my body physically can't can't handle the emotions that are overflowing.

"You!" I run over to her as she walks closer, her face confused, "You fucking liar!" I push her as I get close, pushing her so hard that she stumbles back.

"What the fuck happened?" She asks, trying to hold me but I smack her chest harder.

"Don't, don't do that! Don't act clueless!" I smack her chest again, and it feels so good I do it again, and she lets me.

She knows.

"Minjeong-" She tries, her voice still calm.

"My whole life, I gave you whole fucking life!" I cry, yell, and punch. I'm our of control.

"Minjeong listen-" She tries again but I don't care.

"You're all I had! You're all I had! And it was all a lie!?" I scream at her and she finally gets ahold of my wrists. 

"Minjeong, let us talk through this." I notice tears in her eyes, but I don't care. I want to hurt her, all of them, again and again.

"I don't want to talk to you!" I scream, my throat burning, my eyes tingling. But I'm on a high, and I can't stop.

"Yes you do."

"No, no I fucking don't!" I pull my hands out of her grip and push her. away, turning around to see the rest of them looking.

"Kill me, that's what you do at the end, right!? I found out, there's no point. Kill me!" I'm ridiculous. I'm angry but the tears keep coming. I'm not even fully aware of what I'm doing.

"Please, kill me!" I say and slowly fall to the ground, not being able to handle it anymore. I'm tired, physically maybe, but mentally. 

I'm emotionally and mentally worn out, because I've been giving my energy into something that doesn't exist.

"Kill me." I get quieter, sobbing on the ground, "Kill me," I repeat, mostly to myself.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and it makes me stand back up instantly - it was Jimin. 

"No. No, you don't get to touch me anymore, or come near me, or try to explain anything to me because I don't care. I'm done." I wipe away my tears, my face probably swollen, "I want to see my mom."

"She's safe at a hotel," Yizhuo answers.

"I wanna see her," I say sternly.

"We have to clean you up first," Jimin says, her voice low.

"You don't have to do anything. You don't worry about me, I can take care of myself, and you take care of each other."

"Minjeong, you have cuts. Jimin needs to tend to them or they'll get infected and it becomes worse."

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