The Chance To Be With You [B1A4 Fanfiction]

Chapter 28: The Aftermath

          I think I stayed inside for a week after that. It was probably over a week. I went out after the first couple of days, after the funeral, to go to work or school, or try to do something to move on with my life. But it was all in vain. I couldn't move past it. How could I? The man that I ended up falling in love with was no longer on this earth. What could I do? I was just not ready to move past it, not that I had wanted to accept it at that moment anyway.

His funeral was something hard to experience, though. Seeing his picture there, seeing his family, relatives, and friends all there. Even though I was there it felt like I wasn't. I just felt so disconnected with everything around me. His parents introduced me to some people as his girlfriend and I greeted them politely and made the usual small talk. The other guys were always by my side, though. Shinwoo almost never left my side and when he did, the others would come over to replace him, or they would just stay by my side. They also frequently came over to my apartment to check up on me, I guess, even though I told them that they didn't have to. As much as I enjoyed their company and was appreciative of their kindness, I knew that this was just something that I would have to get over myself, something that I had to work through on my own.

"Minyoung!" I heard Shinwoo's voice outside of my apartment.

"Oh, hi, how are you?" I asked appearing in the doorway. "Are you here to check up on me again?" I chuckled.

"Maybe," he playfully joked. "No, I have some things for you."

"Things? What things?" I wondered.

"Some things," he said with a smile that made me think he was up to no good. "One of the things his parents had, since it was in the hospital room. They asked me to give it to you. The other thing, meanwhile, I was entrusted to give to you."

"Things?" I asked again.

Shinwoo held out a bag and I took it from his hands. "Think of it as Jinyoung's last present. Actually, thinking about it, it is your last present, your present to remember him forever."

"Huh?" I asked but Shinwoo was already making his way toward the staircase.

"You'll find out for yourself."

I stood outside of my door until Shinwoo disappeared from my sight and made my way to the wooden platform to look at what could possibly be in the bag. It was an envelope, which contained a letter, and an mp3 player.

I figured I should start with the envelope and opened the letter. I read my name and the first sentence of the letter and felt my tears already start to fall.

Seo Minyoung. Minyoung-ah. Minyoung. If you're reading this...well then we already both know what that means, don't we.

But let's not dwell on the bad events, that's not why I'm writing this letter. I guess you could say that I was inspired to after reading the letter you wrote for me. You're really good at writing letters, Minyoung. You should write them more often. Write them whenever you're sad, write them thinking about me. Even write some to me sometimes, I'm okay with that. I still want to know everything about you, about how your day has been, about the rough patches you have, about how well you're getting through life even though I foolishly left first.

I hope you don't regret me for that. You should know that I love you and I will always continue to love you. I'll be making songs for you and when we meet again, I'll definitely sing them to you, I'll definitely let you hear them.

With this letter, you should find one other thing, an mp3 player. It contains a song that Shinwoo put together for me that I call 'Road.' It's another song I wrote while thinking about you, that probably goes without being said. Listen to it whenever you feel lonely, listen to that other song, too.