-This imagine is from Jungkook's point of view-
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and she was my bestfriend. She used to have the most beautiful long brown hair that flowed down her back. I loved her more than anything in the whole world. And she never knew it. I was friends with her since kindergarten and we were inseparable.
I was with her the day she found out she had cancer. We both sat there in the doctor's office and cried in each others arms.
Not even a week later she started her treatment. She started to lose her hair, one of her most prized features. Strand by strand.
I visted her everyday and spent many nights with her. She shared her feelings with me and how she was scared to die even though she knew she was going to. Id sit next to her on her bed with my arm wrapped around her while she talked to me.
She was slowly dying and there was nothing I could do about it. Every time she talked about dying she slowly broke my heart a little more. Once she would fall asleep I would cry, not wanting to show her my pain. I wanted to be strong for her.
I continued to visit her everyday. It was getting harder and harder everyday to see her in so much pain. I knew things were getting worse too, and I was getting close to just giving on her and just letting go of my will to help her fight, up until she changed how I felt.
One night after she started telling me how she thought she was going to die soon she changed my life forever.
When she was done talking she broke into tears.
"What's the matter?" I asked worried that she was in pain.
"I'm so sorry."
"what is it?"
She looked up at me with tears pouring down her cheeks.
"Jungkookie. I love you." She said as she started coughing really hard.
Then she started coughing up blood and a bunch of nurses rushed in and pushed me out of the room.
I stood outside the closed door and let what she said sink in.
She loved me.
I stayed until a nurse told me she was okay. Then I went home.
The next morning I went to visit her again dressed in a suit with a dozen roses in my hand.
She was asleep. So I walked in and grabbed a vase for the flowers and then placed it by her bed.
I knew she was asleep so I just grabbed her hand and whispered things to her.
I told her many things. Like how she was my bestfriend, and that I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world.
She opened her eyes and looked at me.
"Hi." she croaked out with a weak smile before she burst out coughing again. A single tear slid down her cheek as she looked at me with a smile. I put my hand in hers as she said to me
"I love you." Then her eyes fluttered closed and her grip on my hand went limp. The machine next to her showed a flat line and made the flat beeping sound. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
"I love you too." I whispered as tears started streaming down my face.
She was gone. The girl I loved was gone...and she'd never know how I felt about her.
I didn't go to her funeral, It would have been too painful. But I did visit her grave the next day. I had taken 11 of the 12 roses I had given her at the hospital and placed them infront of her headstone.
The one rose I kept to this day is in a vase in my kitchen still fully alive, like my love for her.
~sorry that I make so many sad and short imagines, but they're my favorite kind to write because I have a lot of ideas for them. I hope you liked it. What did you think of the different Point of View from Jungkook? Keep reading! But you might want to keep a box of tissues nearby. Love you all
-ML
