Wrong ||Park Jimin

Seventeen

I had been through a lot. I had to tell someone. The only thing I lacked was trust, and that's was because I refused to try.

Now that I've tried, I feel like I can.

Or can I?

***

''You can't do this."

Why can't I? I had to.

"You're a failure. You can never trust anyone."

Why is Jimin saying this?

"Jimin, you don't-"

"I know exactly what I'm saying. I'm saying you're a wimp. Pathetic wimp."

My heart squeezed and turned in my chest.

No. Why is he doing this? I was so close..

"You didn't even tell me, Hana. Your Seokjin."

I whipped my head around. "How could I? When you're the reason I'm here."

"I didn't abandon you, Hana. Your parents did."

"But they were-"

"They weren't. Never were. Never will be."

***

I woke up breaking into a sweat right after.

"I need to tell, Jimin."

Why the sudden urge?

I don't know.

***
I knocked on Jimin's door, the same apartment I walked into months ago, thinking it was mine.

"Hana?"

I looked up.

"Jimin. I-"

"It's so late, what're you doing here? Wait, there, mom and dad aren't home, I'll open up."

10 minutes later I was seated in his hall, with him next to me.

"I need to tell you."

"Tell me what, Hana?"

"Everything."

***

"Seokjin...he was—he is, my brother."

He looked shocked.

"He was adopted."

His eyes widened more.

"He..I thought of him as a real brother you know?"

"When it would rain, he'd give me his umbrella, and purposely get wet, so he'd save his sister from getting sick."

"When it would snow, he cover me in layers of warmth, and then take me out to play. "

I looked at Jimin, tears falling.

"I loved him. I truly loved him."

Jimin's face contorted.

"He was the brother I never had. He was my best friend. He was there when my parents...when they left me here."

"L-Left?"

"I spent 16 years of my life thinking that my parents really loved me. I didn't question them when they adopted Jin. I instead loved the company. He meant more and more to me with each passing moment."

I smiled at all the memories.

"When I turned 16, my birthday," I smiled, painfully.

"They said, Hey, Hana, were leaving Korea. So I packed my bags. We all packed. It hurt to go, but I wasn't very extroverted, so I had no one to mourn over leaving."

He cradlled me in his arms, as I attempted to continue.

"Hana, you don't-"

"We..We were excited. Brother sister still together. What more could I ask? The only thing...they never planned on taking me with them. The plane was leaving at 5PM, we were supposed to leave home at 2PM. They-They didn't tell me. I wandered lost until I gave up. At 3PM, I gave up. I sat on the verandah and cried. And Jin...he came back. Mom and dad were running after him, telling him to stop. "

"He told me everything. That they didn't want me, I wasn't wanted. And I let them go. I let them leave. But Jin, he...refused. He was 19. He said he- he wanted to stay. With me. His sister. I really loved him."

My tears dried. My heart clenched painfully.

"We stayed in the same house. One year. My 17th birthday, he..left. He just left.''

Another tear slipped down.

"I had made a friend by then. My best friend. She along with Jin, they helped me, taught me to trust. I wasn't a philophobic, I just didn't trust as easily. They helped me, and I trusted them. I love them both, they were my only family."

"Yoonji. They..they fell in love and I-''

"Shh." He held me against him.

"I couldn't be happier. I love them both so much, I thought, both of them together would be great for us all. But they..they fell in love and...they left too."

"Jin wanted a better life to provide for him and his girlfriend. He thought Yoonji really loved him. I thought so, too, but I saw her cheating. I SAW."

I shook my head, pathetic sobs bursting out of me.

"He didn't believe me."

Jimin shook his head.

"He called me a-" I shook my head again.

"He said I wanted attention. That I was jealous of them because I couldn't find love. I guess I am now, I can't find love." I laughed painfully.

"He said that and then...he left. I woke up the next day with no trace of him. My only family was gone."

"Luckily enough, mom and dad sent some money that year. I used that for college, I got a job and I'm living comfortably, now. The owner of the bakery I work at is very kind. She gives me the pay earlier for college and other things."

"Oh, Hana."

I smiled painfully.

He hugged me closer.

"Jimin?"

He hummed as a reply.

I looked up at him, in the eye.

"I.."

He had tears in his eyes.

"Oh no, Ji." I wiped the tears away.

"Hana, I'm so sorry. I didn't know I- I'm sorry."

I shook my head smiling softly.

''I know you'd never hurt me intentionally, Jimin."

I smiled as the words left my mouth.

"I trust you."

He just gaped at me.

I smiled reassuringly.

His tears fell faster, but he was smiling.

He hugged me and cried into my neck, my hand unconsciously stroking his hair.

"I love you."

I returned the phrase, but felt him shake his head against my neck.

He mumbled something incoherent, but I let it go.

After all, I had reached milestone one.

I trusted someone.