"She is stubborn, he is stubborn. Nothing works between them. They always, always end up hurting each other."
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Park Jimin Fanfic Book III
This is just a fan fiction. No harms intended and written for entertainment only. This book is based on a fi...
I watch Jennie assist Chaeyoung in sitting down. Chaeyoung's already 8 months and her swollen belly is much more prominent now. I heard Chaeyoung heave a long sigh after taking her seat.
Jennie decided to stay here with us after their wedding. I'm really bumbed that I couldn't go but really, who wants a dying person in their wedding? Chaeyoung wasn't able to go either since her pregnancy is still unknown to the public. I wonder when they'll tell their fans. Jennie was really a big help, she'd help me and Chaeyoung every time. I really feel bad because I should be the one taking care of her not the other way around.
I am now seated here in the sofa near Chaeyoung. Finally I can get out of my room. After long months of staying there, I'm able to walk around a bit more. I can now say couple of words but it's just restricted to 3 words. I can't barely breath normal let alone talk straight. Chaeyoung would always sing and play the piano for me. I get to play myself too if I feel like I have an extra energy.
I just had a chemo session yesterday. It wasn't as painful as I remember my first would be. It was like I was doing it my entire life. The valve in my heart has been swollen because of the constant pressure and it's been doing to pump blood throughout my body. Dr. Harry said I should be more careful because I can trigger it anytime.
Jungkook was again crying when Dr. Harry said that. Everytime he comes home here, he always cries and for the love of god I want him to just stop crying. Early summer is here, June just started and Chaeyoung will give birth this July. Jungkook and Chaeyoung's mom opted for a home birth. It is what Chaeyoung really wanted. Besides the fact that they need to hide this for now, homebirth is more private. Chaeyoung said she wanted to experience intimate water birth with Jungkook. Ofcourse I would love that, I will see my neice here. I couldn't be more greatful.
"Hyun miah, do you wanna go for a walk?" Chaeyoung asked.
My head slowly turned to her direction and met her eyes. I weakly answered "Yes," and nodded. That's the longest reaction I ever did since my last chemo session. Jennie said I'm improving myself.
"Let's go then, it's nice and warm outside," Jennie cheered and fixed my beanie in place. My bald head has been covered with either white or black beanie, courtesy to my brother who just seems to forget that I like other colors too.
And when Jennie came, she bought gucci beanies with her. Mostly pink and black too. The only colored ones I have are my beanies from Taehyung. Gucci, Chanel and zara dominated my drawer full of beanies. Jennie would sometimes dress me with something nice and comfortable. Just because I'm sick doesn't mean I need to dress sick too she scolded me once she arrived. She was bawling when she saw me. She said I was too fragile to even touch. Jennie and Chaeyoung literally cried again and I had to refrain myself from chuckling or my head will hurt.
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After we had that lovely walk, Chaeyoung decided to go buy riped mangoes so Jennie assisted me in first. She fixed my chair inside my room and held me firmly so I could take a seat. She gently pushed the chair in the direction of my window. Now, I can fully see the view of our front yard and the driveway on the side.
After a while, I saw Jennie ran out the yard to help Chaeyoung carry the mangoes. I stood up slowly and walked near the window that's half covered with my white curtains. My hand gripped the side of the curtain to steady myself. I am slightly panting at that small effort I did. Just as I was about to look away from Jennie and Chaeyoung walking towards the front door, I saw a familiar car pull out from the driveway and left.
Jimin's POV
My hands tighten at the stirring wheel of my car making my knuckles white. I'm debating with myself whether or not to go and see her. What if everything goes wrong? What if Tae's in there? I cursed under my breath and shut my eyes close. My hands grip the door and opened it. While I'm taking the slowest steps I've ever taken, I heard Jennie's voice and had to hide quick.
When I peered through the bush, I can see a blonde haired woman who's back is turnt towards me. Jennie's hand is on the small of her back while the other clutches the blonde girl's hand. Miah had that faded blonde hair before she leaves and now they're really long.
"Be careful, you might give birth here in no time!" Jennie protested.
Oh
I felt a stabbing pain start to gnaw at my chest I had to literally clutch it to attempt to lessen the pain I'm feeling. Hyun mi really is pregnant.
As much as I want to be happy, my heart just feels like it's being torn in two. Fuck my emotional control, fuck mental power! I can feel everything, I can feel tears prick my eyes, blurring my vision.
I watch both their backs as they enter the front door. Once they're in, I quickly ducked into my car and drove off.
This is what I am searching for right? A confirmation, the physical evidence. Once again, I am at awe at how I can be so stupid. Taehyung and Miah must be really happy right now. Why is BigHit not doing anything? Are they keeping this as a secret? To keep Miah's career going?
I still don't fucking get it.
I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and continued driving off. Now I can tell that I really need to stop waiting and wanting something impossible.
How can I be so densed, so stupid and wreckless?
When my eyes focuses back on the road, a red car suddenly overtakes me. I had to abruptly stopped the car making my body jerk forward, pulling the seatbelt to it's limit in the process. The tires screech in protest at the sudden halt.
I groan in pain as I felt my head hit the stirring wheel.
Fuck!
I muttered a curse under my breath and stopped myself from going out the car and beat the shit out of whoever's driving that car.
I continued driving with a heavy heart and tired eyes from crying. I sniffle from time to time while I drive. My head still wanders to Miah who's probably very excited at the birth of their little princess.
Gumanhae Jimin, stop pitying yourself.
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Tell me how was your week. Is it your break already?
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