MY DOCTOR (CHANYEOL AMBW)

CHAPTER 36:BUT WILL BE BROUGHT UP WITH LOVE

 Jung POV:

I knew this was going to happen but I fucking ignored it. I should've done something to prevent it from going this far but you know what they say... you can never stop destiny. I guess this is karma for my friend's death, I guess this is the karma for me living longer than I was supposed to. But let's be fucking serious, I rather fall off a fucking bridge then get bloody shot. That shit hurt you know. The worst part is I know who did it, I saw who shot me they didn't even bloody think about hiding like the fuck is wrong with them?

"Jung stay awake, stay awake you gonna have your operation now. You need to stay awake!" I hear Mikayla crying, even when I'm dying she still has to fucking tell me what to do.

"Dr. Mason you can't scrub in" one of the doctors instructs and I thank the lord because I would hate for her to witness this, I don't want this to be her last memory of me. Its so fucking funny how I think I'm gonna die.

"Why not?! I have to scrub in...I NEED TO SAVE HIM" she shouts but we all fucking know they won't let her, this would be perfect if they played BTS 'save me' in the theatre room, the fucking irony.

"Dr. Mason its ok I'll scrub in" I hear the team leader say, well fuck now this crusty old man will see parts of me that my mother hasn't even seen. Well exciting things do happen on your death bed.

"Jung you better come out of their ok" she kisses my forehead, yeah I will come out of there but with a blanket covering my head because my ass would be dead.

Chanyeol POV:

Its been 3 weeks since Jung's death.

Its been 3 weeks since Mikayla has left the house, eaten, slept and even looked at the twins.

They tried to save him but they couldn't, he was bleeding too much and they couldn't stop it... they said his death was inevitable but they only operated because he was a fellow doctor and Mikayla wouldn't stop crying.

The twins are staying at my parent's house since Mikayla is unfit and unstable to look after them. She is too preoccupied with Jung's death and his funeral. She hasn't spoken about it and whenever I bring it up she changes the subject, she hasn't cried either, its as if she is hiding all of her emotions which will soon explode.

"Ok so I figured it out" she walks into the living room with a big paper in her hands, "Jung is not dead, he is just pretending so that his family would leave him alone" she opens her eyes wide.

"Mikayla honey we have been over this Jung is dead-"

"No no no he wouldn't just die like that, I know Jung and JUNG NEVER DIES" she falls onto the fall and just stares at the ground, "he would never leave like this".

"I know you're hurting but there is nothing you can do" I comfort her but she just wiggles herself out of my arms like she has been doing for the past 3 weeks, avoiding all contact with anyone.

"Yes there is something I can do, I can find his killer and I know that its one of his family members... who else would kill him?" She gets up and runs towards our bedroom and of course I chase her.

"Babe what are you doing?"

"I'm getting changed as you can see" she says as she pulls up her jeans and begins searching for a clean top.

"You can't go to his parent's house and start accusing them without evidence" I say to her but she is too busy looking for a clean top.

"I know, I'm not going to them I 'm going to collect Jung's ashes before they do" she walks straight past me and grabs the car keys before leaving the house and slamming the door behind her. Well at least she is leaving the house but she isn't listening to me anymore, she isn't listening to anyone.