𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; 김남준 ✧ completed

Chapter 14: Funeral

~Two weeks after the plane crash~

You look in the mirror and properly tie your hair up in a bun. You stand up and go to your closet and find a black dress. You see a plain black, long sleeved dress and you put it on with some black heels.

You walk downstairs and see Jackson pushing the wheelchair your dad is sitting in to the garage. You grab the keys on the counter and get in the car as Jackson strapped in your dad's wheelchair wheels to the floor in the black van.

You buckle your seat belt and Jackson gets in the drivers seat of the car and begins driving off to the graveyard where your mom was getting buried today.

...

You guys arrive at the grave and Jackson wheeled your dad to the burial. You stand as the priest begins to start talking. More people come, people you didn't even know came.

You see Namjoon and his family, as well Jimin's family. You see Mark and Bambam pull up and they walk over to you.

"I'm very sorry for your loss Y/N." Mark says grabbing you into embrace, and Bambam just stands there awkwardly. "I-It's okay, thanks for coming Mark." You mumble sadly because your tears randomly come rushing in.

And on top of this death, Namjoon and I are supposedly fake dating, and we are getting ALL the attention in school. He forces me to hangout with him in school, and be friends with his weird group of friends. Me and Jungkook were pretty close as well as me and Jimin. After a while, me and Yoongi became pretty close as well.

Jin left their group of friends, and is hanging out with Bambam and Mark. I still hang out with Bambam mostly and Mark because I've known them for a pretty long while. But school is getting harder with all these complications happening. Now the business is failing, and Jackson has to take over everything and I feel bad.

...

You were back home from the funeral, Your dad was pretty depressed since he's paralyzed from the waist down, and he lost the love of his life.

You take out your phone and text mark.

Mark: Hey, how are you holding up?

You: I mean... I guess I'm doing as good as I can do. :/

Mark: Wanna come over? Maybe chill, talk, or watch movies. Anything to make you feel better.

You: Thank you so much, honestly anything to get my mind off the pain. I'll come over in like thirty minutes.

Mark: Okay, see you soon. Drive safe :)

You: Okay

...

You changed into a black hoodie, with some black shorts, and you put on your slides. You get in your car and begin driving to Mark's house. You arrive and the gates open and you park in the driveway and ring the doorbell.

Mark opens the door and greets you and let's you in.

"My sister is home so let's go to my room." He says closing the door behind you. You nod understanding and walk up the stairs to his room. He shuts the door to his room and you plop onto his bed and take off your slides before putting your whole body on his clean bed.

Wait, is his bed actually clean...? I don't know ;)

"So, Y/N..." Mark says turning on his flat screen TV.

"uh..." You say awkwardly.

Shit this is so awkward, why did I agree to come here. I actually hate my fucking life.