the monster in my closet.

8 | changing the law

well jungkook and i our relationship is quite... awkward.

it's been 2 days since the day i confessed to jungkook... and he and i have been really awkward. chaeri hasnt come to my house in awhile ever since i roasted her and jungkook even backed me up a little.

jungkook and i can't even make proper eye contact... we help each other, but it's really awkward. yoongi is still injured, but he is home and is staying in his room most of the time.

i am laying on my bed, playing on my tablet. when all of a sudden my door swings open.

" yoomi!! we need to go. now. " jungkook says, grabbing my hand then walks towards the closet.

" woah woah. calm your butt. what is happening?? " i ask.

" mom. shes... shes dead. " he says, without looking to me.

" what? let's go quickly! " i scream.

i put in my ear plugs and put my eye mask on.

" um.. okay. " he says.

he puts his hands over my shoulders then does the spell thing.

it hurt. bad. but to distract myself, i sang some high school musical songs in my head.

jungkook then took my eye mask off and i pulled out my ear plugs.

" hurry. " he says, grabbing my hand as we ran to the king's room.

" the king has been awaiting your arrival. quickly now, you two. there isnt much time. " the lady says after looking at the hurt and rushed expression on our faces.

we run to the king, then see him holding the small lady in his hands.

" we can't do anything, young prince. " he says, letting a tear fall down his cheek.

" how? " i ask.

" i tried all the spells... except for one. only the young prince's acquaintance can do. it's very strong... and it has a 99/1 chance. " he says.

" chance of what? " i ask.

" 1%, you can revive my mom. And 99%, you'll die... " jungkook says, putting his arm around my shoulders.

" i'll do it. " i say.

" no, you arent. " jungkook says, stepping in front of me.

" stop it! i need to do it! this is your mother we are talking about! not some other person, but your sweet, caring, and trusting mother. " i say, walking to the king.

" are you sure you wanna do this, young princess? " the king asks.

i know im about to die in like the next 5 minutes but like... i was called a freaking princess!

i look to jungkook, who displays a concerned and sad look on his face. i reassuringly nod to him, then look to the king.

" yes i am. " i say.

he snaps as one of his servants comes quickly with a large piece of paper.

" read this allowed. it's in the monster language, but you should be able to understand. i mean, you're the young princess. it doesn't matter if you say it weirdly." the king says, trying to calm my nerves.

" alright, im ready now. " i say.

i look to jungkook who is mouthing ' you dont have to do this. '

' it's fine. i want to do this. ' i think, knowing he can read my thoughts.

i breathe in a deep breath, then breathe out.

i nod then look to the paper.

i read it out loud, annunciating every single consonant and vowel. and surprisingly i understood some of the words.