Mine

Jungkook

I didn't know how I ended up in my car, with Jihoon sitting beside me, his face etched with fear and worry. The tension in the air was palpable, and I could see the concern in his eyes as he glanced over at me.

I don't even know how I'm able to drive right now; my mind is a chaotic whirlwind. I can't focus on the road ahead; all I can think about is Evelyn. I did everything I could to push her away, to keep her at arm's length. But now, the weight of my actions is crashing down on me like a tidal wave.

I knew she was watching me from her balcony, but I never imagined she would take such drastic measures. The thought that she might harm herself because of me sends a chill down my spine.

The guilt is suffocating, and the reality of what might have happened is too much to bear. I can't shake the image of her looking so lost and vulnerable, and it haunts me as I grip the steering wheel tighter, my heart racing.

I didn't know that she got this attached to me. I don't even fucking know how to pull away from her anymore.

"What exactly did the hospital tell you about her? How the hell did that happen?"

"I don't know, man. I was sleeping, right? I woke up, and I was so damn thirsty. I was about to get up to grab some water, but then I realized she wasn't beside me."

He fists his hand, and I try to focus on my drive, but it's hard with all this shit swirling in my head.

"I called her several times, but she was in the bath. I got up, looking for her, searched the whole damn house, and she wasn't there. I was about to call her again when the hospital called me."

When he mentions the hospital, a sharp pain pierces through my heart, and I can't handle it anymore. It feels like a knife twisting inside me.

"What did they say?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper, hoping for some kind of good news, but deep down, I'm terrified of what he might say. The uncertainty is eating me alive, and I grip the steering wheel tighter, trying to keep it together as dread fills the car.

"They said she was driving under the influence, going over 100 km/h, and hit someone else. The other person is in serious condition, and her condition is bad as well."

"How the hell can your wife leave and you don't even notice? How are you her fucking husband? You were fighting with me earlier about her and whether or not someone is real!"

"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit, Jungkook! Just fucking drive. I want to get to my wife before it's fucking too late!"

When he said those last two words, I felt the world around me spin in so many ways. It was like everything I thought I knew was unraveling. My heart raced, and I could feel the panic rising in my chest.

The weight of his words pressed down on me, suffocating me. I couldn't believe this was happening. I should have been there for her. I should have noticed something was off. Instead, I was caught up in my own shit, and now it might be too late to fix any of it.

The road blurred in front of me as my mind raced with thoughts of her, the fear of losing her clawing at my insides. I needed to get to her, needed to know she was okay, but the reality of the situation felt like a heavy stone dragging me down.