As if fate had finally decided to put its foot down— Lisa rememberers everyone.
All except Jungkook.
The odds against him were just far too many. After all the screenings and the tests— Lisa doesn't remember pretty much anything about Jungkook.
She doesn't even remember his name. Who he was too her. What they were— everything.
Well all except some of the stories he's told her. Nonetheless— those stories were hazy in her head and she mixed up most of them.
It was like god has judged him and this was his punishment.
There, Jungkook listened the girls caught up— chatting and eating in their living room. Lisa has finally gotten released and she's been eating a lot lately.
It made Jungkook's heart swell with happiness. Seeing her smiling, laughing and eating well- was the only good thing that has happened so far.
After some thinking; Jungkook would rather have this. This painful situation where she's happy and recovering— even if she doesn't remember him.
He'd rather see her like this and not have her— if it means that she'll be happy.
The girls laughed echoed in Jungkook's dull mind and he didn't even notice Taehyung in front of him.
"Ah .. hyung.. sorry I was just—"
"It's okay Kook-ah.. you don't have to explain.. I can't blame you for feeling that way and for being the way that you are now.."
Taehyung gave Jungkook a sympathetic smile, earning a subtle nod from the youngest.
Taehyung watched with wary eyes as he continued to brood, making his way to the balcony; pulling out a stick.
He hasn't smoke since Lisa disliked it, but the stress must've been getting to him and well— he started back again.
"He's going to kill himself" Yoongi mumbled in disbelief as he stood beside Taehyung, eyeing Jungkook disapprovingly.
"Joon why don't you talk to him" Jin junped in third as he walked in with Namjoon.
"I did try... he just said 'I'll try hyung thank you'" Namjoon frowned as Jungkook began to quietly sob to himself.
Even if there was no sound, everyone in the kitchen including Jimin who lazily came in as he continued to chew on his straw, could see how subtle his shoulders shook as he bent against the metal railings.
It pained them to see Jungkook like this— broken and lost. It was difficult to even tell when will Lisa gain her memories again. Will she remember the crash? Will she remember their past? The pain? The heartbreak?
Will she even
remember him?