unfair play // jjk

08 // memory

[Jungkook's POV]

I shut the door gently and leaned my head against it.

What the hell was I thinking to walk into her apartment like that? I smacked my head repeatedly on the door before sighing and slipping my shoes off. 

To the least, my stomach was happy. Hyemi; she happens to be an amazing cook. 

I dragged myself slowly into my living room where I threw myself on the couch and my head hit the cushion. My eyes squeezed shut as I slipped my black bomber jacket off my shoulders and I heard it hit the floor. I opened my eyes slowly, pulling myself to sit up again. 

I stared at the jacket laying on the floor and sighed. I picked it up and hung it in the closet in the front hall. 

The door slowly slid shut and I tucked my hands into my pockets. 

The picture. 

I quickly pulled the photo out of my right back pocket and switched on the kitchen light. I jumped myself onto the counter and held the picture tightly, examining each detail.

I recognized the young girl on the left as Hyemi. But the young girl on the right seemed to grab my attention too. I squinted my eyes and examined her face, going through endless names in my head to match.

My eyes stopped darting around the image when I noticed her shoes. 

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~10 years ago~

The same people filled my classroom again. 

"Hyemi!" I called.

She turned and saw me. She smiled brightly and I couldn't help but smile back. I walked over to her and dropped my bag on the desk next to hers. I pulled out my pencil and my book, placing them orderly on the desk. 

"Hyemi! Jungkook!" A voice called from the door. 

Hyemi and I looked up from our books, turning our heads to the door. 

"Nice new shoes, Mihyun-ah!" Hyemi giggled, placing her book down and admiring the sparkly pink shoes Mihyun had on.

"Thanks. I got them on the weekend." She smiled wide and took her coat off. "Did you miss me?"

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Shin Mihyun. 

I let my arm fall limp against my thigh and I rubbed my eyes, wishing it had have been anyone else. Perhaps, wishing I never recalled it at all. 

I put the picture down on the counter to my right and glanced down at it slightly. Hyemi and Mihyun smiled brightly, as they always did. It made me want to tear the photo into pieces. 

I bit down hard and slightly clenched my fist, wishing I could erase the memories of everything and everyone; including Hyemi.

I slid off the counter and the jolt of impact ran through my legs, making my knees buckle slightly. I suddenly felt extremely sick. My head began to pound as memories came rushing back to my mind, and none of which made the sickness ease. 

I held my head in my hands and squeezed my eyes shut. My stomach turned so fast I fell back and threw myself over the sink. A hatred, one that I had for Hyemi years ago, began to flood my mind. It grew stronger and stronger, reminding me of the pain she left me in. 

I coughed hard, attempting to throw everything I ate up. 

Get out of my head. 

 I tried again, harder, as the hatred overcame my senses and I was desperate to get her food out of me. 

 Leave me alone- 

Finally, my stomach grew too weak to hold the food down any longer and I threw it all back up into the sink. 

I hate you. 

I squeezed my eyes and tears fell down my face. I heard them as they hit the bottom of the sink. 

How could you leave me like that? 

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