Haeyeon's pov:
I agreed to meet Jungkook because I wanted to hear what he has to say to me. We met at the cafe five minutes later and I sat there, waiting to hear his part of the story.
"Haeyeon, I know you are upset. I am too. I never knew that my Father was the one who killed your parents. I didn't know anything until yesterday when my Mother found out who you were, she decided to tell me after you left because she wanted me to be careful. She only told me yesterday because she only thought that I was old enough to listen to what happened. She told me that after my Father killed your parents, he couldn't take it. He decided to commit suicide to make up for what he has done to your parents."
I sat there quietly, listening to his every word. I didn't know what to say to him.
"Haeyeon, it wasn't entirely my father's fault. He just wanted to protect my Mother and I from the threat sent by the person. So I hope that you would understand."
I couldn't think of anything to say. All I could think of was, "I never want to see you ever again."
I grabbed my bag and left the seat, heading towards the door. When I left, I could hear Jungkook calling me from behind but I just kept on walking.
Jungkook's pov:
It was bad that Haeyeon now knows hat my Father was the one who killed her parents. But what's worse is that she doesn't want to see me anymore. When she left, I felt a sharp object stab right into my heart. It hurts. It really does. Seeing someone I love walk out of the door and say that they don't want to see you ever again makes me just want to kill myself.
Besides calling out her name, I couldn't do anything because even if I really stop her from leaving, what can I say to her?? Don't go?? I love you, please don't leave me?? Those are just going to sound like a pile of crap coming from me. I had to take my mind off her some how, even though my heart is always reminding me of her and tells me to go get her.
I called my instructor and talked about me going to a company.
Haeyeon's pov:
Running away was not always the best way to get away from my troubles but it was the only choice I had. I just felt so depressed and frustrated. I needed to get it off my mind. I headed to the nearest bar, star bar, for a few drinks.
I drank and drank as time passed second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour. I didn't know how many cups of beer I drank. But I started to feel a little queasy. I still continued to drink when someone walked up to me and stopped me from drinking the cup of beer I had in my hands. I looked at the person but my vision started to get blurry and hazy and all I could see was a blurry figure standing in front of me and someone saying, "Stop drinking. You drank more than six cups in a roll now."
"Who are you?!"
"I may be someone you don't know but your health is more important. Come let me take you home."
"Someone I don't know?? Then why are you even talking to me!! Go away or I'm going to do something nasty to you."
"I don't care what you are going to do to me but you have to go home before you drink some more."
I didn't know what came over me but I threw myself over to the person and placed my lips on his. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and started to caress his tongue. He tried to push me away but the more he pushed me away, the tighter I hugged him. He gave in and accompanied me. Things started to get wild the moment he carried me to his car. Things started to get muffled as time passed and as the beer kicked in.
The next day, I found myself lying in the front seat, with someone's hand over my body. I looked to the direction from where the hand came from and found a guy lying next to me on the driver's seat. That's when I noticed that I did something that cannot be rewound. I hated myself for that moment and took a close look at the guy and found him quite handsome. He had brown hair with some blond highlights and a clear sharp jawline.
Just when I wanted to shift myself to a more comfortable position, I found my skin rubbing against the chair. I looked underneath the jacket that was placed over me and found myself naked. That was when I hated myself more. Just as I tried to get dressed and get out of the car, the person next to me woke up and stared at me sleepily as I looked at him, while trying to put on my bra under the jacket.
He suddenly noticed what I was doing and apologised and looked away. I was extremely curious as to how we came to this state and asked, "Emmm... May I ask...what happened last night??"
He replied still looking away, "Well, you started this. You were drunk and I tried to bring you home because you drank more than six cups of beer."
"Why would you care if I drink more or not??"
"Well, because... can I turn over now?? It's not comfortable to talk to you like this."
"Sure, turn around and talk to me."
"Because if you drink too much beer, you might damage your body. I can see that you are still young or maybe around my age that's why I tried to stop you. You might ruin your life and your beauty."
"You are such a busybody! It's my life and I do whatever I want with it."
I stared into his eyes and they glisten as the sun rose. My heart started to pump faster as I looked at him. He had a nice body. (He wasn't dressed yet.) I quickly looked away when he looked up at me. I tried to change the topic and asked, "What's your name?? Although this might be a weird way to get to know each other."
"My name is..."
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To be continued... this book ends here. I may or may not continue with the story with a book 2. So do let me know in the comments if you enjoyed this story. It would be deeply appreciated.
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Finding You// JJK FF
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