Pained (Jungkook BTS werewolf Fanfic)

chapter 4

Song: "How To Save A Life" by The Fray

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As I walked onto the plane, passed all the crying families and friends saying their goodbyes to their loved ones, I felt empty. I was leaving my home and everything I have worked for, my job, my education, my family and the one I love.

With the thought lingering on my mind I enter a plane. I take my ticket out of my carry-on bag and look for my seat. It's on the end of the row in case I feel sick or need the toilet because of the pregnancy or just because of nerves.

I take my seat and put my headphones in. I tune out everything around me just focusing on the music blaring into my ears.

After a few songs 'No' comes on, bringing the horrible events of the night back to my mind as well as all the pain I put Jungkook through. I quickly change the song not wanting to re-live the heart-breaking memories of a few hours ago.

The next song is also BTS and I quickly take out my headphones and throw my phone into my carry-on bag. I will listen to music later when my nerves have calmed or something.

I take the opportunity of bored-ness to look around the plane. Everyone was now in their seats and the stewardesses had just finished the safety routine. Whoops, I guess if the plane starts crashing I'm going down with it. I look at all the people around me.

There is a range of people on the plane. There is business men and woman, elderly,  mothers, children etc. all of them looking tired and irritated. Me, I probably have red swollen eyes and a rats nest for hair but oh well.

There is no one here I want to impress so why try?

"Please make sure your seat belts are secure we are about to lift off." The voice runs through the plane. I did up my seatbelt and relaxed into my chair. I might as well try and get some sleep. I feel exhausted.

I could feel the plane moving, when we finally left the ground my ears popped. I closed my eyes hoping for darkness to take me into a dreamless sleep but it wouldn't come. I tried to sleep for a further 10 minutes and gave up, not being able to halt my fidgeting.

I looked through my Carry-on for something to do. I took out my book, I was currently reading (Fav/book). I was a (fast/slow) reader so it could waste an hour of time.

I started to read and got sucked into the book. Reading always calmed me. What wasn't great about going into a fictional world where you can actually have a happy ending, where anything can happen. It can be adventurous, romantic, funny, cheesy or even scary. The possibility is endless.

When I finished the book I looked up to see 3/4 of the plane asleep. Sighing as I was still not able to sleep, I search the aisles.  I saw a stewardess walking around the front section and quietly called her over, not wanting to wake up the other passengers.

"How can I help you miss?"She asked politely.

"Sorry to be a pain but I have two questions, the first is how long have we been on the plane and second does the plane have WiFi?" I asked.

"Well, we are a hour and a half into the trip so we have 9-10 hours left and yes we have WiFi." She said smiling at me. "Thank you" I said smiling stiffly at her. She nodded before wandering to the back of the plane to assist someone else.

I pulled my laptop out of my bag and logged on. I set up the WiFi and laid back whilst putting my headphones into the computer. I went onto YouTube not wanting to see the hate on twitter or become homesick by looking on Facebook.

I logged onto my YouTube channel and went on (Fav/YouTuber) straight away. I was planning to watch all their videos to keep me distracted.

A lot of time later I was nearly finished my marathon of YouTube videos. I was re-watching my favourites and  after finishing the last video I figured out that we had about 1 hour or so left.

I hesitantly clicked on twitter to see over a 100 thousand mentions. I started to go through some of them. The hate didn't really get to me like people would assume, my usual thought line being these are random people who don't know anything about me, however it can be hurtful reading some of the comments. 
Not feeling the mood to be made more depressed I skipped over most of them after skimming them.

About 456 messages later I found one nice one which made me smile.

@DopeduponBTS:

@(Y/U/N) some relationships don't work. I know I have had some mishaps in my ones-Just keep strong! I have <3'ed you since I first found your channel!

With a little more hope I read some more after following her. About half way through I see a mention from the BTS page. I hesitantly start to read it.

@bts_bighit:

@(Y/U/N) I'm really sorry, please come back everyone's worried. -JUNGKOOK #ComeHome(Y/N)

After reading that I realised that nearly all of the remaining tweets were from fans asking where I have gone, and for me to come back. I also realised that #ComeHome(Y/N) was trending over twitter.

I felt tears prick my eyes and quickly logged off twitter. The nice stewardess came over worriedly. "Miss are you alright?" She asked. I just nod and put my laptop in my bag.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and head to the bathroom. Once there I realise I look homeless and am a complete mess. I decide that I need to do myself up a bit so I don't draw attention to myself. I go bag to my see and bring my bag to the bathroom.

I pull out a hair brush, eyeliner, mascara. Splashing my face with cold water I hope to get rid of the red puffiness under my eyes. After i get my eyeliner and neatly draw a line on each eye lid. Once finished with the eyeliner I finish of with a coat of mascara.

I look into the mirror evaluating my hair and let out a disgusted strangled noise. I attempted to brush my hair, ATTEMPTED being the optimal word. I never of thought my hair would get this bad. When I finally tamed it I looked average, not too good or bad, just average. Exactly how I wanted.

I left the bathroom and took my seat again. I just sat thinking, I know dangerous right?  I usually over think things and so I know it isn't a good idea.

Like I thought, Jungkook kept running through my mind, his pained expression when I called it off, how he literally sat on my doorstep begging for another chance like he had done something wrong, the way he would look at me with nothing but love and astonishment.

I pushed it all away, I had just fixed myself up and I wasn't going to ruin it by crying, I never cry! Well until Kookie came around but I can't blame him for my stupidity.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a flight stewardess slightly shaking me. I looked up and smiled awkwardly to her. "Sorry miss. We have landed and you're the only one left on the plane." she said motioning around the plane with her hands.

"O-o-oh, sorry I didn't notice" I reply, embarrassed. She just nodded smiling. I stood up from my seat at picked up my carry-on bag and headed to the exit of the plane. Once I was in the unfamiliar airport, I headed to the bag conveyor belt. I saw my bag and picked it up.

I'm now ready for my new life...

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So this chapter was bad. Okay.