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"kim bom."

"room 109, on the left." the front desk lady said.

"thank you."

i ran as fast as i could through the hospital to find room 109. there it was. the room that might be the last place bom will ever be, but i can't think like that. i have to be positive.

i saw bom's dad sitting on the chairs infront of the room. his face was all red and puffy from crying so much. please tell me that doesn't mean-

"h-how is she? is she okay?" i asked, shaking.

he hid his face in his hands. he didn't even bother to look up.

"hello, i'm doctor lee. are you bom's father?" a young looking doctor asked.

"yes, i am."

"bom, was in very critical condition-"

"what does that mean?" i stopped him.

"i'm very sorry to say this sir, but you're daughter, she didn't make it."

my heart dropped as soon as i heard those words. i felt like everything in the world didn't matter anymore. that my life is useless without her. i didn't even get to tell her that i love her. i didn't get to see her one last time, and there she is lying dead. with her cold lifeless body. i didn't know whether to cry, scream, or to do anything anymore. i just wanted to see her one last time. of course, they didn't let me. all i could do, was peak through the window, as they covered her pale, dead body.

i took out my phone, and the first person i dialed. woojin hyung.

"h-hyung"

"jinyoung-ah, what's wrong?"

"bom-"

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i'm sorry for killing her. i was planning to make this fic short, and it seemed like a good time to end it.

i feel so bad for jinyoung because he couldn't even confess his love to bom before she died, but we all know that bom loved jinyoung.

thank you so much for reading <3
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- bin 🍓

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