Decicated to Nilofar123098
Why was I even in this mess, being married to a man I hated everyday waking up to a face that always has a frown being attached to it. Not once in this whole marriage has he ever smiled at me, in fact his never smiled at me, the only face that greets me was a fown or a glare. It's safe to say I wasn't happy, I have become more miserable after marrying him.
I was cleaning the house me a slam at the front door made me jump, I looked up to find a muttering Jongin my one and only husband! I could nevr understand how mum and dad wanted me to be with him!
"Your still here!" he rolled his eyes.
"Well I'm going to be on this earth for a very long time soe get use to it!" I snapped.
"I can't believe I'm married to you" he shook his head.
"Me either but as the man just grow a pair and deal with it" I teased.
"I hate you" he spat out.
"Me too Jongin, but lets face it we are together it was your parents idea!" I glared at him.
"Out of all the rich beautiful women it had to be the plain rich woman" he mocked me.
"My parents done the favour of giving me up for you! Did you ever think that I wanted this?! When I heard I wss being arranged to be married to you, right there and then I wanted to kill myself I mean who wants to be with a man, who can't control his life?!" I crossed my arms and laughed.
"All you do is nag and nag about your life, yes it's so hard being a rich kid isn't it?" gave a intimidating look at me.
"Jongin, your rich as well both of us have grown up around the same lifestyle the only big difference is that one of us matured out of being the rich kid and the other still is the rich kid stereotype!" I slammed my fist on the wall.
"Mature I am mature!" he yelled at me.
"Going to work sitting at a desk and watching people work isn't work, neither is going out to bars to drink with other people" I shook me head in disbelief.
"Do you know who I go drinking with?" he smirked at me.
"I knew from the start that I wasn't the only person in your pethetic excuse of a life" I walked away.
Even if me and Jongin were married, we lived our lifestyle separately which meant different rooms for us I wasn't ready to be with he let alone be in the same bed as him. I walked in a looked myself in the mirror for a long time, he was right I was plain nothing about me said wow.
Even if I hates him I was so desperate for a little attention from him in a good way, telling me how my day went without getting into an argument. Jongin and me were never close from the start, it was only because out parents were close that we had get married to make our parents happy.
But there was one big thing I was hiding from everyone, when I was upset I would take it out on myself but cutting myself. Every hurtful that came from Jongin or every argument we had got into I could cut myself, for me it was better that crying no one could hear me cry.
I walked back out of my bedroom, and enetered the bathroom to be faced by the mirror once again I was staring at and image that no man would want. I looked for the reazor that helped me through this marriage and it might as well as assist me till the end of it. I took the reazor below my wrist, I took a deep breath before slicing my soft skin. I let out a shaking breath as I watched the blood drop from the slit I was the only way I could let out my emotions.
Without realising to shut the door Jongin came in shit! He looked at me in horror while I was left looking between him and my wound.
"What have you done?!" he grabbed my wrist.
I pushed him out the way and ran into my room making sure I locked the door this time, I sat in front of the door hugging my knees while the blood seeped through my shirt. Sure as hell now Jongin had something to say when he sees me, he can call his wife a freak now!!
"Open the door" Jongin knocked.
"No!" I screamed.
"Please let me help" His voice a bit shaky.
"Help what van you do to help me" I laughed.
"Just let me in and you'll see" His voice was calm for once.
I stood up looking at rhe doorknob, can I tust him and open this door? Or was I in for another teasing or mocking round with him. My mind told me yes as well as my heart that I could trust him, as soon as I opened the door Jongin ran in arm wide open. For the first time he hugged me, I hugged him back with my head in the crook of his neck taking in his scent.
"Please don't hurt yourself" he mumbled.
"It's the best way for me" I sobbed.
"I'm sorry if this was my fault, I'm sorry for not being the husband that you wanted this was my doing" I could feel his tears on my shoulder.
"Jongin we did this, we are so unhappy that we can't work" I explained.
"We can just give us more time" he pleaded.
"How much time?" I asked.
"There's no limits to time" he pulled back and smiled at me.

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