"You're lying."
A newly married couple, Jungkook and you. An arranged marriage, only through the will of your elders. As luxurious as it may sound to be wed to worldwide famous k-pop idol, things have only been falling apart every time. Life has ch...
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Y/N POV~
The noise of knocking came on my room door. Tiredly I walked up, and opened the door.
Smiling, my mother stood in front of me, with a tray of food. She really was trying.
"Can I come in? I brought you food, and... I want to talk to you," she said. I took a deep breath and let her in. She went and sat over and the bed, while I sat on the chair next to a desk, away from her.
A few moments of silence passed.
"You're married... now," she gave a sad smile, "I can't believe it."
Neither can I. Neither can I.
I didn't answer. She angled herself more to me.
"How's is he? ...Are you planning on having...
Children? Not anymore. I still can't get over the fact I killed a poor soul. I don't want to make a mistake again.
I froze, guilt rushing over my whole body.
"I understand, you don't have to answer. I've failed as a mother...but I wish I can be better atleast now."
I've failed as a mother. I didn't want to be a proper one. I wasn't even a proper one. I'm just like my mom, but worse...
"I...I...," I couldn't say anything more.
"Please Y/N, I only left you becuase...I was too young, I didn't think I'd be able to take care of you. It's not...It's not becuase I was selfish to be with another guy....Well, it was, but I'd always ask about you. Each day, I would call your parents that truly took care of you. Asking them about you. I was always worried, but...I couldn't come to you."
I didn't know how to react. Happy, that my mother truly cared. Or guilty and depressed, because of what I did to myself, my life and Jungkook.
I took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Thank You."
She smiled back. "Are we on good terms now?"
I tried to smile mischievously.
"Not yet. I'm going to the beach right now." And then I walked out of the room.
"Yah! You didn't eat your food!" my mother, my mother, yelled. I smiled again.
"I will, when I come back.
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The waves rolled against the sand in such beauty and rhythm. Children ran across, as their parents watched while sitting. They sat with each other, leaning against themselves, holding hands and talking with such love. (That was such a crappy scene.)
While I stand here alone.
I wish that's how my life had been.
Not being the secret wife of some famous person, with no memory of such relationship. I don't even get a slight vision. Especially with someone, who cheated on me.
I still need to get those divorce papers filed...
The sound of waves got louder, with a streak of the colors purple, yellow, red and orange, formed slowly against the horizon. A sense of happiness filled within me, just by seeing the starting of the sun set.
Life is challenging. I suddenly missed my work. I missed my friends. But I also hated them at the same time. All this time no one decided to help me. No one seemed to help me understand matters of life. I was alone, with a bipolar husband. (I think she's like having mood swings right now)
I don't know if Jungkook cares. Is he just acting about his feelings for me. To confuse me, so I'll get away from him. But then whenever I want to get away from home he never lets me. He always seems to be wherever I am. Well, except now...
A few moments pass.
The sky got darker, as the sunset got brighter. Lots of people started to leave already.
I stood up, facing the sea. Stopping to take one more glance before I step back.
"Y/N," a low whisper came from behind me. A familiar voice.
I slowly turned around.
His face came into view, portraying an expression that I've never seen before. I stared speechless. My eyes slowly retracing his features, until I could finally speak.
"J-Jungkook."
A/N: This has been drafted for a while becuase whenever I try to write this chapter, I just go completely brain dead and can't think of how to write it. So, sorry if it's bad. I didn't have any ideas.
Oh also, thankyou, finally, for the votes and the comments. I'm so happy!
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