✔ GONE BY [I'm In love]

Chapter 41| News

[JI-EUN]

My hand has been trembling.

After those terrible scenarios, I decided to be positive. I'm starting to get back to normal again even though everything's still not fixed.

I didn't think of that indescribable spark when Namjoon suddenly touched me before. I settled aside the problem with Yoongi and Jungkook, and I tried my best to continue life.

Even it's not okay, I'm still hoping that someday problems would go away.

I preceded on teaching at the small school again, evading some questions about Yoongi and Jungkook when children often ask where they are--- especially Jung and Soo. I pitied them though.

Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin, V, and Jin helped me to recover even just a little. They gave me huge determination to move forward by process.

But still, I didn't get rid of the fret I always feel. They weren't at my house now, and I'm alone in the living room.

I gritted my teeth, trying to continue painting using the unsteady paintbrush in my hand.

I don't wash my hand after doing some work, but why does it stammer?

"Steady..." I held the paintbrush firm and dipped it in the red paint on the mixing plate.

I need to finish this art.

"Damn!"

The mixing plate slipped from my hand and the paints scattered on the canvas. I gathered my hands together, and the red paints on it were fresh. It's too bloody to look at, plus my hands are fucking stammering more.

"What's wrong with my hands?!" I left the mess on the floor and ran by the comfort room to clean my hands.

My heart was starting to thump hard in my chest. This is weird... I want an answer in this curiosity I feel.

I turned the faucet off, and tromped back at the living room. I slumped down the sofa, stressed. I don't know how to fix my art anymore, it's all ruined.

My shoulders jumped a bit, hearing the door slammed open.

I stood up, seeing Namjoon catching his breath by the doorstep.

"Joon?"  I asked confusedly.

I sauntered in front of him and looked at his twinkling eyes.
"Ji-Eun..."

I furrowed my eyebrows.
"What's wrong, Namjoon?" I held his arm. "Hey?"

He looked like shook all the time. His lips were already dry and pale.

"Jungkook had an accident."

My hefty heart was pricked with a tingling ache. I almost dropped on the floor but fortunately, Namjoon caught me rapidly.

I don't know how to react anymore.

"Uh... he's at the hospital..."

I pushed him away and ran outside the house. I knew he followed me with big paces, until I called a cab. I can't explain how cold my sweats are, but they're dripping continuously. I'm so Damn afraid.

I feel so uncomfortable as my heartbeats didn't stop throbbing so fast. I can't think wisely.

"Run faster."  I ordered the cabman.

I looked out the window, but Namjoon  who's sitting next to me held my arm.

"Relax," 

I pulled my arm away from him, and gripped my hair tight.