fated, not | jung jaehyun

12 {Truth}

YOUR P.O.V

"Jaehyun, I have something to tell you." It was finally time to spill the beans. I didn't want to be dishonest and only tell the truth when I'm on my deathbed. It will hurt my loved ones, especially Jaehyun. Well, in this case, provided that he even stays by my side until I die.

"Please don't be too shocked. Just listen to what I have to say." I had to get his reassurance before I continued.

"I was diagnosed with congenital heart disease since birth. I believe you know what that is since you're a doctor. I get it if you want to break up now. I totally can get it. This is what our group is researching for anyway. A cure. The cure that may treat me. I've had it since birth. I swore to myself that I would never allow myself to feel too many emotions." As I continued, I started sobbing.

"Jaehyun, if you choose to leave me, I understand. Who wants to stay with someone who may possibly die tomorrow? I'm always on edge because I was afraid what tomorrow, or even the day after brings me." From this moment on, I was full on bawling my eyes out.

As I looked back up, I scanned Jaehyun's face for any sign, any sign at all, whether he would stay or he would leave me. His face only showed more confusion.

"Jaehyun, if you don't get it, I can understand. Will you please give me a reply?" I said through sobs. Suddenly, Jaehyun pulled me into the tightest hug that I could ever imagine. One that could instantly make me stop breathing. But I hugged him back, crying into his chest.

"It's alright, Minhee. I'm fine. I'll accept you for who you are. But you gotta promise me. If you are feeling unwell at any point in time, you need to let me know. Like immediately. I don't care where we are at or whatever is the situation. You need to alert me. Understand?" I nodded my head as I fully relaxed myself in his arms. I felt really comforted that Jaehyun is still willing to stay by my side.

JAEHYUN'S P.O.V

Well, that was some shocking news. I did not expect her to have the same disease my parents have. This was a genetic disease that can be passed off to the offspring. I'm super lucky to not have gotten this disease.

I decided to accept her disease, because if you love someone, you would accept her everything. Wait, did I just say I love her?

YOUR P.O.V

As I released my arms from around Jaehyun's waist, I realised a tear-stained patch on his shirt. "I'm sorry, Jae. I really am." He comforted me by giving me a long kiss on my forehead. I felt that my life was completed.

Jaehyun then brought me home to take a break since I was feeling lethargic from all the crying. I really did release all my tears today. I never thought to look this weak in front of Jaehyun. I guess, now I yearned for some sort of protection from the person I love.

I opened the door to find my parents arguing in their bedroom. I wonder what were they quarrelling about. They rarely behave this way. Well, they were cold towards each other, but I never saw them in such a heated argument before.

As I walked towards their bedroom, attempting to eavesdrop on their conversation, the door swung open, revealing my crying mother and my furious father. I saw her wipe away her tears in the speed of lightning.

"What were you guys arguing over?" Well, as the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat. I got berated for poking my nose into their personal affairs. "Get out now, Minhee. You don't wanna mess with me right now."

I ran over to my mother, who only gave me a cold stare. "Minhee, listen to your father and go back to your room. Don't interfere with the affairs of the adults."

This was it. This was my limit. "What do you mean the affairs of the adults?! AM I NOT AN ADULT TO YOU GUYS?! I'm not as young as you think I am! What is this? Quarrelling and then venting all your anger on me?! I never should have been born in this family-" I felt a stinging sensation on my left cheek.

I stared back at my father in shock while holding on to my cheek. He just slapped me across the face after I tried to mend things up between them! I ran out of their room and headed to mine.

I slid down my closed door as my uncontrollable string of tears was released once more for tonight. I still could not believe it. They were cold towards me for all I care, but they never laid a single hand on me. And now?

I really wanted to move out of this house this instant. What have I done to deserve all of this? "It's all your fucking fault!" I heard my mom screaming from the room, followed by a sound of the slamming of the front door.

I decided to take a bath to calm down. As I released a bath bomb in the bath tub, I stared at it as all the rainbow colours started spreading itself across the water. I was just like the bath bomb, losing all of its colours. I have a different perspective of the world since young, and I never expected anyone to understand me. It's okay. But, even my parents are not supportive of me now. What other meaning is there to life? Nothing.

I stared at the razor that was sitting just above the shelf of the sink. Was it worth it? I don't know. Maybe I could give it a try. This may be some form of release.

A/N:
I'm planning to end this story at 20 chapters, maybe? What do you guys think? I'm thinking of starting a new book consisting of texts. But I'm still unsure about this idea. It would be helpful to let me know in the comments!

Current Obsession:
BTS - Save Me (it kinda fits the chapter)