Forgetting Mark Tuan [Got7 Fanfiction] Book II: Inlove with Mark Tuan

Twenty Two

Twenty Two

All of us cant seem to process what's really going on. Our hearts and body doesnt want to function because it hurts so much.

I feel so useless because I have an idea that she's having a hard time but I didnt even talk to her about it.

She looks so strong. She's so kind and caring but she looks so damn intimidating to someone that she just met. She carried herself with so much elegance and authority.

Deep inside those strong features of Eonnie, she's hurting. She's drowning in pain and she's silently screaming for help but no one noticed it.

Is this the birthday gift that she's going to give to herself? Death? Is this what she wants?

I looked up as I let my tears flow without even making an effort to make it all go away.

Eonnie. Are you that hurt?

I didnt know that the phonecall that we had yesterday will be the last one. I didnt know that behind those sweet captions along with those pictures are her secret way of saying goodbye.

"Condolence..."

I stood up when BTS came to us. We slightly bowed at them and they hurriedly went infront of Cynthia Eonnie's picture to pay respect with tears streaming down my face.

Their face are swollen as us. I can tell that they're crying all the way here. I cant blame them because I know that they grew closer to her.

Her family is not here. We are in their respective seats because we believe that we have the right to be here for her. We are her family.

My heart aches for Cynthia Eonnie. My heart screams anger for her family. All she wants is forgiveness and acceptance from her family but they cant give them that.

What's so wrong with having this kind of dream? What's wrong with living and making your dream come true?

Is their heart made of stone? Why are they so cold. I cant understand as to how they can treat their daughter like that.

I looked at Jaebum Oppa who's silently crying while staring at Cynthia Eonnie's picture. He's like that since we arrived here. He didnt speak and he looks so blank and tired with tears continuously running down his face. He looks so damn exhausted.

Bambam immediately put Jeijei on his lap but his son doesnt want to be still that's why he stood up looking at us with a confused look.

"Where's my Aunt Cynthia?" He aske with his arms crossed.

All of us exchanged looks as we looked at Cynthia Eonnie's picture on the altar and glanced at Jeijei who's waiting for the answer.

Bambam stood up and sighed. His eyes are puffy and his nose is red from all the crying. He cant even let out a smile not even a single one. He kneeled down to meet his son's eyes to explain.

"Jei your Aunt is not here."

I looked away when his voice cracked. His lips trembled because of the unshed tears and I completely understand him.

Justt by thinking about how Cynthia Eonnie ended her own life makes me want to forget and just end everything too. It is so damn hard to accept.

"Why? I want her! I want her!" Jeijei said raising his voice a little.

"She's now an angel, Jei. She'll be with you." Bambam said trying to hold back his tears.

"People who became angels are dead, Dad! My Aunt is not!" He said while crying his heart out.