Blair
"Wh....at?"
I blinked once. Then twice.
Did I hear that right?
Suga's grip on my hand tightened yet he didn't utter a word. His face held no expression.
My mouth ran dry and I replayed her words in my head.
I couldn't have children?
"What do you mean I... Wha...?" I stumbled over my words, unconsciously playing with the Hem of my shirt.
"Oh, honey." There it was. That expression again. The one filled with so much pity. I hated it.
"When you were young, your mother had brought you in for a check up. The tests we conducted came back with unfortunate results. You have a certain condition that leaves you with only a very small chance of having kids." She continued. "Do you want to know the details?"
Her words kept spinning around my head. The rest of the world blurred away. I never really had any plans of having kids or a family. Then why was I feeling this way? So, broken?
Why did I feel a pang in my heart when I heard her say that? Why do I suddenly feel like I'm.... incomplete?
This was ridiculous. I tried to get a grip on myself. I shouldn't feel so disappointed. What happened to my usual witty remarks and sarcastic questions? What happened to the independent, fierce, "don't need anybody else" Blaire?
"Blair?" She asked concerned, when I didnt answer.
"Huh?" I mumbled, a bit disoriented.
I cleared my throat and snatched my hand away from Yoongi to fold my arms across my chest.
"No. I'm good. We'll take your leave then." I stated without emotion and walked out.
I could hear footsteps following me out of the hospital, which meant Yoongi was right behind. But he didn't utter a word, wisely giving me my space.
I got into the car and strapped myself in. Yoongi got in and asked. "Where?"
"Back home. I wanna be alone."
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The ride back was quiet. He didn't speak a word and simply held my hand throughout the ride as I stared out the window. For some reason, that simple gesture was more comforting than anything anyone could've told me.
He walked me to the front door and gave me a kiss on the head before leaving.
I went in and got ready for bed, wearing my favourite bugs Bunny PJs.
I tossed and turned yet sleep didn't come to me so I went and laid down on the couch, putting a movie on, absentmindedly.
I didn't even know what the movie was about as the entire time I stared at the TV, my thoughts were elsewhere. The more I thought about it, the more my heart ached. Maybe, subconsciously, I did want that in the future. Kids and a family. Now, I have no chance of getting that. One more thing that life has screwed up for me. It wasn't long before tears started streaming down my cheeks.
The door opened loudly and I could hear the melodious giggle of my best friend. Despite my own condition, I couldn't help but smile at the sound of that, then, scowl at the sound of it. Since when did Ly giggle? What has Park Jimin done to my best friend.
Her footsteps neared before I heard her gasp.
"Oh my god Blair what happened??" She asked as she rushed over to me.
"Long story." I sniffled before getting up and giving her space to sit down.
"Should I get ice cream and tissues?" She asked softly, caressing my hair.
"Yes, please." I choked out.
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A/N
Sorry for the late update guys. My phone broke and for some reason, the chapter I had written was deleted so here's half of it until I upload the rest.
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