I drank a lot, as I wanted my brimming tears to disappear...I continued meeting people as if nothing happened, The event was at its closure and people were leaving...I also left the hotel without telling anyone, as if everyone disappeared for me...but this is the reality isn't it? All these people are nothing to me and I am nothing to them beyond this façade I carry every day.
Like a stupid person...I find myself praying for the time to either stop, or to move so fast that the pain of separation and loneliness is not that much. I didn't even realize that it had started to rain heavily...I felt so caged up that I Just continued to walk with no destination, I was soaked as my tears didn't stop either. The family I have been trying so hard to leave behind, will it always hurt me? Haunt me?
Why am I so weak? The voice in my mind not stopping.
Just then I came across a child who was begging.
She came in front of me as she tucked on my gown, my already flowing tears increased on seeing her state. I just took off my earrings and handed them to her, she will have plenty of money if she sells them; I thought. I looked at her mother in tattered clothing as she was expressing gratitude. I smiled back.
Maybe an hour or half passed and I realized that I only had my phone with me and that too was switched off, as I wasn't paying attention, I stumbled upon a rock and my heel broke, that too didn't stop my steps as I took them in my hand and continued walking barefoot.
I came out of trance as suddenly the pouring water above me stopped and someone held my wrist, I turned around to see Jungkook.
He looked so worried, as if he lost the most precious thing to him, his eyes were teary and relieved at the same time, looking at him in such a state broke my heart into a million pieces... as my hand reached for his face, my voice stuck in my throat, I observed him cupping my face, looking at me with so much concern as he checked me for any visible injuries in a panicked state while I just stood there like a lifeless doll. He was a mess. He then uttered in a heavy voice "Do you have any idea, how scared I was? I thought-" as I realized I was to blame for his state. "I am sorry" was all I could utter as I broke down into sobs. "I thought I lost you." He whispered, as he pulled me towards him and embraced me into his arms, his hold was so tight as if his life depended on it, as if letting go would make me disappear.
He broke the hug only when his phone rang, as he picked it up and said "I found her." "Does everyone know that I ran away from the party?" I asked, feeling so guilty about it. "No, just me and some of my men, they are trustworthy. Don't worry" He spoke as he removed the strands of my messed up hair, from my face. "Because of me, you had to worry so much, search for me in the rain, even your clothes are drenched now. I feel so awful." I spoke as tears recollected in my eyes.
I didn't even get to complete what I was saying as he picked me up in his arms "I know what happened there, I told someone to keep an eye on Seoha. That person heard the conversation you had with them, he was coming to report it to me but I was busy with dad... when I got to know what happened, I ran to find you, but I was too late. I wasn't there to shut them up Mishil, I wasn't there to wipe your tears, wasn't there to comfort you, I wasn't there to punch them all in their faces. I feel awful." then he placed me on the car seat, as he leaned over me to buckle the seatbelt, his breath was fanning my face, a minty fragrance gushed around me, It was taking my all, to not just embrace him tightly, kiss him, cling to him, claim his as mine and only mine...but the thought only was so selfish, I could never dare turn them into actions, every moment around him was like a thousand cuts on me...carrying the guilt of loving him, yet bound by everything to not be able to do anything about it. The continuous tears falling down my face were now not just because of what happened tonight, but also because of how much of a pathetic life I am living, as he looked at me again, I know he only questions my tears,
Can't you hear me screaming inside? Can't you see that I am in love with you? Why do you prove it every single time? Why don't you just break my heart, and not make it love you more each day?
Everything else in my head slowly faded and maybe I passed out.
My eyes fluttered, as I found myself in my bed, medicines and water on my bedside, my clothes changed...WHAT. WHO DID IT? I HOPE IT WAS ME! My eyes went on a note, "call me if you need anything, I am just a room away." A smiled formed on my face.
JUNGKOOK POV
8 HOURS AGO
I looked beside me to see Mishil passed out, tear stains on her face, her gown wet from the rain, and I sent people to shut the Song family up, so they do not even dare to tell another person about this contract marriage. I've had people who are currently finding out from whom this information spilled.
As I parked the car, I tried to wake up Mishil as she opened her eyes but didn't move. "What?" I asked suppressing my laughter at her pissed face. "Were home" I spoke as I sat on one knee after opening her side of the car door to reach her level. She scrunched up her nose as she spoke "whose home?" I bet the alcohol was hitting her know, she was drunk. But it was much better than seeing her cry. "Our home." I spoke smiling as I tucked her hair behind her ear. She giggled like a child at my response "You are talking as if you're my husband." She slapped my hand as she was still giggling. I looked at her adorable face as I told her "I am your husband silly" Her laughs stopped as her eyes widened, my eyes widened in curiosity of her reaction to the new information. "Wow...I really pulled off a face like this?" As she cupped my face with both her hands, I broke into laughter. "Okay, so my wifey you need to change your wet clothes asap, buckle up" I picked her up in my arms with that. "Wow, you got some guns for your arms" she spoke touching my arms. It was late at night, so luckily there weren't much people around. "You have pale skin." She spoke looking at my face with focus, I remembered the night when, something similar to this happened, but it was not so funny.
"I have a warm skin tone. There are many skintones and undertones, what undertone you have, maybe I should test it, you know the gold or silver test, do you know that test, maybe you don't because you have a nice face and nice guns and height and all... you can't also be smart at the same time...Blah blah blah blah" Her chatter was endless but it was interesting to hear too. I opened the door to our apartment, as she hopped off my hold, she was like an excited squirrel. She was drunk but worked fine to do her own job, I was going to tell her to change but she scurried to her room saying "I'LL CHANGE ON MY OWN, I STILL DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE MY HUSBAND" I also went to change and then I stood near her door for a while as it finally opened, I shut my eyes before the door opened...god knows how she dressed in a drunken state "What? I am wearing my favorite panda sleepwear, do you not like it?" She was so sad about it as I opened my eyes and she was dressed properly. "NO! I love pandas" I answered "Yeah, then maybe you are my husband" She spoke pinching my nose. She then walked ahead of me as I followed her into the kitchen. "I am hungry, I am cooking, you are hungry, you are eating." She spoke as her hands moved here and there in the kitchen, a little bit of tripping, adding sugar instead of salt, all accompanied while I tried to dry her hairs. "Wow...maybe you really are my husband." She suggested again. She made ramen and rice, somehow. "Wow, Mishil...I can't believe you cooked this well even though you are drunk and kind of out of it." I spoke laughing again at the annoyed face she made. She ate like a kid, in silence, even though I talked, her only responses were through her face, making me laugh every time at how funny it was. I even made a video of her.
She abruptly got up "I am going to do my skincare."
"Why? You don't need that" I spoke. "Oh bitch. Everyone needs that" She replied.
Its a bittersweet chapter...hope you like it, and I would be really happy if most people reading this story commented too!!!!
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CONTRACT OF LOVE
Fiksi Penggemar"Only I have rights on you. Got it?" "No you don't Mr. Jeon, we both very well know that it's all a fake-" He slammed his lips onto hers shutting her up, he didn't want to hear what they are. ...