''no matter how beautiful one flower bloom, it will wither one day,'' i closed my sketchbook before i continued,'' so it's meaningless because one day, you will withered too,'' i glanced at jungkook before looking back at the flowers.
''no.''
i rais...
my lip was dry and the side was bleeding but i didn't care.
i grabbed my purse that i found in the warehouse and ran out of there as quickly as possible.
when i switched on my phone, the time was 7am in the morning, the following day after i was kidnapped by my father.
luckily today was a public holiday so he would be at home. just when i started to run again, my head started to spin and i had to shake my head to regain a clear vision, it must be the alcoholic smell or i hadn't had any proper rest since last night.
i ran as fast as i could, with all the strength that was left in me to jungkook's neighborhood which wasn't far.
hope he's fine.
when i reached his house downstairs but on the other side of the road, i was running out of breath and beads of sweat stream down my the side of my head.
after a few seconds for me to catch my breath, i heard my name being shouted by the voice i wanted to hear since last night.
''in seo! i wanted to eat breakfast with you, why weren't you in your house?''
i turned around to see jungkook walking casually at a certain distance away from me, he was wearing his oversized hoodie and jeans while his foot was wearing puma sneakers.
i break into a smile and paced towards jungkook who was taking forever to reach me, when i reached him, i immediately hugged him to search for senses of security and let out a relieve breath.
''you are safe,'' i let go of him and touched his face to feel the reality.
''of course i am, shit, your face! what hap.., in seo!'' jungkook shouted, surpising me and before i could answer, he hugged me and spin me around to change our position.
the next moment, i heard a gunshot sound and i looked behind him to see jae im holding a gun and run away after realizing that he shot jungkook instead of me.
i snapped my head back to jungkook as he collapsed to the ground with blood staining my hands and his hoodie.
''fool! why did you do that!'' tears welled up in my eyes as they threaten to fall.
we were both on the ground with jungkook in my arms, almost lifeless.
''i wanted to protect...protect you,''his voice was weak and tears streamed down my cheek like a tap that won't be closed.
''it's all my fault that your like this, i'm such a burden,''i choked out in despair while looking at jungkook whose lips was turning pale.
''no, you are..the most beautiful thing i ever seen in my life,''jungkook replied softly to me before he struggled to reach out his hand which was trembling to wipe my tears on my cheek,'' but if you continue crying, you will turn ugly.'' jungkook let out a small smile.
''show a big bright smile for me to see, okay?'' in respond, i had no choice but to forced out a smile but i still let the sadness in me to take over the smile.
''why did...you...stop smiling? you were so beau..beautiful when you smiled.'' jungkook said while he tried to keep up the smile that he always had on his face.
''stop talking, your losing even more blood at this rate and you must live! you...you promise me that...you won't ever wither!''i lose control and scolded him while crying.
but aren't promise meant to be broken?
jungkook let out a small laugh,''if i stop talking, i might..not...have..have the...choice..anymore,'' his strength was losing with every minute passed or seconds.
hearing his reply make more tears to spilled from my eyes, why did it turn out to be like this?
''hug...hug me..,'' upon hearing his words, i used my strength to make him sit up and rest his head on my shoulder while his hands were around my waist.
i hugged him as tight as i could while i feel his scent one last time.
''i;m...sorry that..that i couldn't keep my promise and...,''
'' i...love..you.''jungkook whispered into my ears before his body turn cold and his hands were lifeless with his lip that turned white.
''i love you too! don't sleep!''i shake his head with my shoulder, naively thinking that it would wake him up but soon, i gave up.
i'm useless.
in the end flowers are still fated to wither.
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A.N:
0 is what happened to in seo after a week since this day.
why i put 0 in the beginning was because it didn't matter since 0 can be the number at the end or at the start, it can be the ultimate ending or it can be the beginning of a flashback. just like the number sequence.
