Wasted Love

Chapter 1

★Jaemin's POV★

"Hey honey.. Wake up! We need to pack our stuff, so we can move.." My mom said, shaking me lightly. "Mom?" I groaned.

"Yes, honey?" She said. 

"5 minutes?" I replied back.

"Okay..!" She said giggling. "5 minutes, and thats it." "Yes, mom." 

I felt my mom hug me, giving me warmth, inside and out. She patted my head and stood up, to go pack. Today is the first death anniversary of my Father, and Brother. They died because of a plane crash. 

My dad was a pilot. He took my brother for a helicopter ride for his 18th birthday. Something went wrong I guess, and the plane crashed. We never really blamed my dad for that crash. It wasn't his fault, we knew that for sure. 

I rolled over to my right, to see the one and only picture they took together. They hated taking pictures but that day, they gave in. I looked at it for a while, still feeling a bit depressed about their death. 

"I wish you both were still alive. I wish that memory I have of that burial, never happened." I said, whispering. "Appa, oppa, I wish it's okay with you if we move.. I wish we wouldn't, but we have too. This house is way to big for us. Hahaha.. I mean 6 bedrooms for two? Haha.. Don't worry though... We're not selling it.. Wish you two are happy there.. I love you both." I said, talking to the small picture frame from the side table, hugging it, as small droplets of tears, threatened to gush. 

"Honey! It's been 5 minutes! Wake up now!" My mom yelled from outside. 

"Yes! I'm awake!" I said wiping my small droplets of tears away. Hhhh.. 

I stood up, searching for my slippers, that my brother bought for me. I took a quick shower to wash all the sadness away. After a few minutes, I got out and wore a plane white, loose t-shirt, and ripped cut jean shorts. 

"Umma? Where are you?" I said as I walked out of my room.

"I'm here!" She said, poking her head out of the kitchen. 

"Oh, aigoo. Look at our little princess..! Getting prettier and prettier, day by day. If your appa amd oppa were still alive, I'm sure they'll say the exact same thing!" My mom said.

"Thanks, umma!" I said, giving her a bright smile. 

"Jae, mind giving me a hand?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Can you please put this in the trunk?" She said, holding big boulders of boxes.

"Sure." I said grabbing the 3 heavy boxes.

I went out causiously, not wanting the boxes to drop.

"Jaemin! Let me get that for you!" Dojin said, getting the boxes from me.

"Oh hey! Thank you!"

"So, you moving?"

"Yeah.. Moving into a smaller house. This house is too big."

"Hmm, ok.. Hey if you and auntie need help, feel free to call me. Okay?" 

"Yes, appa.." I said sarcastically. 

"Yah, I'm serious!" 

"Yeah, yeah, I will!"

"Cross your heart?"

"Cross my heart."

Dojin has always been a big brother to me. He's my cousin though.. He's always been there for me whenever things are going rough on me. He's an awesome person that I will miss alot, after I move.