You woke up and wore a blue oversized hoodie that read "GWENCHANA" (its ok) and black leggings. You tied a black checked shirt around your thin waist and wore black Nike trainers. After washing and applying light makeup, you were ready to meet your new house mates and try to eat breakfast. Your feeding tube was ready in your pocket just in case you weren't able to eat. You made your way downstairs and bowed to the house owners, they smiled and brought you to the dining room. Lots of breakfast foods were spread on the table and there were six other people around the table. There was a normal looking girl that was supposedly leaving tomorrow, a skinny boy that had been taken in last week, an athletic looking pair of twins (boy and girl) that were leaving next week and two other girls that were mid-treatment. Then there was you, just starting your stay and still in a feeding tube. You coughed and they all looked at you expecting an introduction. You managed to weakly smile with a hint of bunny cuteness and say,
"H hello everyone! M my name I-is Mi-Cha. P-park M-mi-Cha. I hope w-we can b-be f-friends."
You sat down and everyone just stared. You heard them whispering about you so you started to get mildly annoyed. Then when you put in your feeding tube and IVs it got worse. You were pissed. So you decided to speak up.
"YAH!!!"
Everyone stared even more, eyes wide and wondering why you shouted like that.
"S-stop t-talking about m-me. J-just b-because I'm d-different. If y-you have s-something to say, g-go ahead, I'm all e-ears!" You then glared at them as you waited. The girl that was leaving tomorrow and seemingly the leader of the group looked at you up and down and said,
"Well aren't you a newbie? You shouldn't be so rude! Talk properly and maybe we won't be muttering about you. Also, you aren't even trying to get better, using that feeding tube of yours. Get a life! Do you want to stay here forever? And pick fights? Is it just your sick hobby-"
And that's when you punched her in the face harder than you even knew you could.
It's safe to say that the bitch went home sulking with a busted lip, swollen eye and bruised nose. Serves her right. Everyone seemed scared of you after that, and the house owners just seemed to be more wary of you, but nice all the same. At least people would leave you alone in this place. You went to the tree spot and finished your schoolwork and a song you'd been working on. You played and sang with all your pent up emotion, and just as you strummed the last note, you saw all the kids from the house, the house owners, and the boys just sitting on the grass together, listening, smiling. You smiled back and blushed. Then the house owners ushered them back inside and the boys waited as you packed everything away and climbed down. You talked for the whole day and enjoyed each others company. You and Jin kissed each other goodnight and then you went to bed truly happy for once.
As the weeks went by you got better and better. You slowly started eating again and the feeding tube and IVs were taken off. You just had to focus on getting your weight back to a healthy number and you would be stable enough to go home and carry on with life. The boys visited you religiously, every Saturday, dawn until dusk and never failed to improve your recovery journey. You had also gotten much closer with Jin, and you had been allowed on a date with him for your 18th birthday. You were so excited and you would be spending the day at his hotel room, spending blissful hours together. The night was amazing and you promised him you would recover by your next birthday and you would never break that promise. You wouldn't forget the words he told you before kissing you goodnight either.
"You were born to fight. And I was born to aid you in battle, like Jimin and Jungkook. The unbreakable team. Please, recover soon Jagiya, before I lose my mind."
END OF CHAPTER
Thanks so much for reading! Sorry for a short chapter! Please comment any questions or suggestions, also if you want to show support, please vote and recommend this story to others- it means a lot! Also my school summer holiday just started, so I will update much more often the next few weeks. Also I unpublished Breeze to instead focus on my new story, not sure on the name yet, its a surprise ;) See you soon! Annyeong!
~Grace xxx
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