Chapter five

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Gd POV

URGH I'm so stupid! I should have by back my tongue. I sat next to Taeyang on the hospital (y/n) still hasn't returned.

"Well this IS great." Taeyang sighed as he leaned back and closed his eyes.

"Shut up this is your fault! If you didn't hug my girl I wouldn't have had to get mad I was walking with you! You should have let me comfort her!" I jumped up fire blazing in my eyes.

"Jiyong, Taeyang,"someone called from behind. "It's time to leave for the plane." It was or tour manager.

There was no refusing the command so we shuffled and left the hospital, I texted (y/n) and only her what happened and I would be a call away. No reply.

Sighing I glanced out the window as the city past by on our way to the airport. I feel terrible about leaving but I have no choice.

------- (y/n)'s POV ----------
I was still crying when the doctor called me into his office.

"So it's not my place to tell you this but, you will need to visit the bank to collect your fathers money and transfer it into yours."

"Is that all he said?" I sniffed.

"He also said he loves you and because he died loving you he will always love you."

I busted out crying and the doctor clicked his pen and pasted me a form for his death recognition.

----- 2 months later -------
Hailey is moving in with me so I won't be lonely and work is giving me time off and letting me attend free concerts for the next 6 months, the manager was never good at showing he cares. Honestly I just want him to call me, to just call me. But he isn't and he resigned with YG entertainment so he'll be touring again in no time.

"I really appreciate you being here Hailey." I blocked back a sob and let a fake smile show. We were watching after school club, our favorite episode when Jackson and Eric REALLY go at it.

"No problem love!" She smiled and held my hand as the episode went on to Jackson yelling at Eric in a playful way.

I closed my eyes and drifted off.

Breathing in the dusty smell, I smiled as I pushed my dad in his wheel chair. We lived in a small motor home, near a small canyon.
"I want to look into the canyon." My dads voice sounded like it had two voices with one that was slightly higher in pitch. I nodded and pushed him closer to the edge. He all of a sudden stood up and lost his balance leaning to ward the canyon. I screamed grabbing him trying to keep him back by we both fell into the small canyon. I landed on a layer closer to the top and my father lay motionless on the bottom less then 10 ft down.

Screaming I shot up from the lazy boy where Hailey and I were cuddling like young teen age girls. She had been shaking me and was now hugging me tight.

"It was a dream, I don't know what you saw but it was a dream, love." Her British accent soothing my hyperventilating to a light sobbing. I held her tight for a long time before I let her get up and get me a bowl of Chapssaltteok. (Picture)

"I'm sorry," I sniffed and stuffed my face with one of the heavenly chapssaltteok.

"Don't be," she said through a small bite of a ball from the bowl. "You were there for me when Harley died." Her voice faded but then picked up again. "So I'm here for you my lovely gorgeous sista!!"

I laughed and nodded before continuing to devour the taste chapssaltteok with my best friend.

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TBH the dream you had was the one I had for weeks after my grandpa died earlier this year 😢

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 25, 2016 ⏰

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