Garden of Promises-j.jk (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7 - Sickness and a Bretayor

Taehyung ended up sleeping over at my house. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable to sleep in the living room, because I haven't cleaned, yet. This house only has one bedroom, plus, Taehyung and I are friends.
We shared the bed and talked until we fell asleep.

I wake up from a heavy pressure on my chest,
"What the..Taehyung.." I whispered his name, only to receive a groan. "Ta-Taehyung.." I whisper-yell.
He moved. He moved his arm down to my stomach, "great." I turn around and our face were so close. Our nose were practically touching, and I could feel his breath.
I didn't dare to talk, I just looked at him, admiring his face.
I hesitantly touched his cheek, and moved his hair away from his face, "heh.." I chuckled, which surprisingly woke him up, "good morning..? Is it morning?" He questioned.
His eyes were wide open, realizing at what he was seeing. He looked at me, leaning closer.
He kissed my nose and smiled, "goodmorning Ha Joon!" He said, excitedly. "Wow, you wake up from that? You wake from a giggle? After all those whisper-yelling, you wake up through that quiet giggle?" I smacked his arm and glared at him. "It's only 4 in the morning, does your mom know you're staying for a few more hours?" I asked, "uh, I don't think she'd mind." He answered.

7 A.M

I wake up to a feel of vomiting.
I rushed to the toilet and puked. "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself, not knowing the answer. "Ha Joon, kenchana? What's wrong?" He went in not having any permission, "Ha Joo-HA JOON!! There's blood!!" I looked at the toilet and saw it again.
Blood
"Oh..Aniya, I'm okay, that's probably the apple I ate or something." I put the negative thoughts aside and flushed it, not bothering to look at it. "No! I'm worried. Ha Joon, let's go to the doctor, please.." He insisted, and I couldn't object to it. He kept pleading.

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"Annyeonghasaeyo, what can I do for you?" The lady said and bowed. "Uhm, can she get a check up?" Taehyung quickly said, "what's wrong with her? Did something happen?" The lady asked and took my wrist. "She seems..healthy."
"Aniyo, she said she vomited twice ever since she moved to her new home, and saw blood.." He explained and looked at me, "oh, right then, this way, sir, ma'am." She led the way to a room and made us sit and wait for the doctor to come. "I don't think this is a major thing to worry about, Taehyung.." I fiddled with my fingers, not looking at him. "How can you say that? We have to do this, just in case.."
Just when he finished talking, the doctor came in. "Sorry for being late ma-ma'am" he stuttered. 'Of all doctors, why him?' I rolled my eyes as he spoke, "What caused you to come here?" He asked, fixing his glasses. "I've been vomiting blood.." I simply said, trying not to make it obvious, "okay, let me see." He sat on his chair, and went closer to me, "if you could lye down, that will be perfect." He then put on his gloves and his hands landed on my stomach.

A few minutes had passed, and the doctor finally spoke, "I'm sorry to hear but..you have Stomach Ulcer, Miss Ha Joon." He removed his gloves and washed his hands, "what's a Stomach Ulcer, doc?" I asked, sitting up and looked at Taehyung who was as confused as me, "Stomach Ulcer are the most visible sign or peptic Ulcer disease. They occur when the thick layer of mucus that protects your stomach from digestive juices is reduced. Thus, enabling the digestive acids to eat away at the lining tissues of the stomach. So, miss Ha Joon, after you eat, do you ever go for a walk at the park or walk down the path?" He asked, looking at my direction, "of course. I've only done it time to time when I feel pain in my stomach. Can the disease cause death-" "specific kind, yes. If the disease gets serious, and cause hemorrhage or perforate the stomach, it can cause death. BUT, you're not in that stage, yet." I was surprised. It is a good thing I'm not at that stage, yet, but I'll reach it.
I looked at Taehyung who was really worried, "Ta-Taehyung? Ca-can you give a time to talk about my condition?" I politely asked. Of course he rejected, but I begged him to. "Please, Taehyung..I don't want to let anyone hear about this any further." With that, he agreed to leave. "Thank you.."

"Dr.Kim, what do you mean 'I'm not in that stage, yet." I emphasized the last word. "Reaching all those stages takes long, Miss.Kim. It would be better if you come here regularly, or if you feel pain in your stomach. If the pain is something that you can't take, and that you won't be able to walk or drive from here, take these." He handed me two jars, full of medicine.
"First one; if you vomit blood, take two of those, and second one; if you feel pain in your stomach area, take at least 3, or if it's worse, take 4. I don't know how intense the pain can go, but if it does, it will be great if you call a friend or a family to help you." He suggested.
I, of course, wasn't happy to tell anyone about this disease of my own. "I think Taehyung is a great example, Miss. Kim." He looked through the window, and looked at Taehyung, who was comfortably sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for me. "But doc-"
"Ha Joon! Why didn't you tell me about this?" He yelled at me, "why the hell would I? It's not like you even care about me and my condition. All you care about is yourself." I paused, "I didn't expect you to change like mom did. Neither did I expect you to become a doctor and be successful. You DON'T DESERVE to be a successful jerk."
"Ha Joon, let me expla-" he walked closer to me, "explain what? why you became a jerk after Dad died? Why you became a successful Doctor so that you could be forgiven for what you did to me? To Dad?" Tears let my eyes, as anger also filled them, "Ha Joon, please-" "I know everything, Jin! Don't even try to act so innocent." We looked at each other. I looked at him with anger,  and he looked at me with pity. "And don't Ha Joon me, you're nothing but a jerk and murderer." I said it. I said everything I saw that day. "Ha Joon, I'm your brother, how can you say that?!" "PFFFTTT, a brother? My brother? If you think you're a brother, then fucking act like it, Jin. A brother would NEVER kill his own father like you. A brother would never betray his only sister...like you, Jin." With those words that had been stuck in my throat, waiting to burst out, I stormed out of the room and grabbed Taehyung's wrist, which caused him to look at me confused.

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