27- m e m o r i e s

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THIRD PERSON POV
January 29 2019. 18:53pm

for once it was a gloomy sunday for a whole day.. the sun didn't appeared it's bright face for a while.

it may be gloomy or grey for some people but for Saerin, it was just another day of emptyness

a week has passed since Jimin stabbed the poor woman. she wasn't just stabbed on her side waist but she was also stabbed in the heart.

not physically.. but mentally

that one stab feels like thousand on Saerin's heart. she couldn't breathe..

she didn't know what to do.. she feel numb

Saerin was cooking pork ribs for dinner, it's been a while since she cooked something that's served on restaurants

when Jimin stabbed her.. her memory slowly crawled back to her head and reminded her of the memories

neither sad or precious memories she cherished them all.

her wound was healing fast than she expected but still hurts when it's poked

she finished putting the recipe on a plate and called for  Taeyun

"food's ready!"

hurried steps was heard and not even a minute was passed Taeyun was there infront of her grinning adorably

"guess what's tonight meal is"

Taeyun sniffs and eyes widened

" *gasps* omo, mama you cooked pork ribs?? it's been a while!"

"well, tomorrow is your special day so have to make the menu fresh right?"

Saerin POV

I said and served Taeyun a bowl of rice and placed another bowl but inside was a slice of pork ribs

"eat well Taeyun" I patted his head and smiled at my son

"how about you mama? aren't you gonna eat?"

"I'm fine, I'm just planning on going on a night stroll so you better not open the door when someone knocks okay?"

"I know that mama, i'm a grown kid!"

" *giggles* not yet you're still turning 5"

I messed his hair and got up

"I'll be back before 9"

-time skip to where she's locking the door-
before I took a step-forward i smelled the refreshing smell of the outside world

Third Person POV

as she tooked the path to the park she plugged her earphones on and listened to some calming music.

Enchanted, by Taylor Swift

even if it's an old song, she still loved it. the song reminded her so much of the feelings she have for Jimin

step by step and tears was threatening to roll down her cheeks.. but she let them

the woman was tired of holding back tears
.
she was tired of believing he'd be back as the sweet Jimin she once knew
.
the song reminded her of how the butterflies in her stomach flapped their wings whenever she sees him smile or whenever she hears his sweet ass words for her
.
it reminded her of everything

it was enchanted to meet you..

she was diagnosed with agnosia but that wasn't enough to forget that man's face.

that single stab brought saerin back to reality.

clichè? i know

after 4 minutes have passed she finally arrived at the Park. she sat on the bench beside a large tree with empty branches because the cherry blossoms fell on the ground. it's like a beautiful pink puddle.

the sight made saerin smile and finally wiped her tears away

she sat and took a picture of the sky infront of her. their location was on a high hill so the sight of the night sky was too beautiful to not take a picture at.

A/N: the picture above(☝︎ ՞ ՞)☝︎」

while she was sitting, the wind blew furiously that the petals on the ground started soaring with the wind.

but one cherry blossom landed on saerin's lap so she stared and cupped it with her hands

flashback

"stop it Jimin, that's not necessary" an 18 year old Saerin chuckled while trying to stop her boyfriend on putting a cherry blossom behind her ear

"come on Saerin! it looks beautiful on you" Jimin smiled and complimented

flashback ends

back then she was asking Jimin to stop putting flowers on her ear, but now.. she was begging to not put a scar or bruise on Saerin's skin.

everything hurts like a fucking wound

she was mentally wounded 2 or 3 years ago but that wound is still not healed.

still bleeding..

still hurting..

still pleading for help.

she didn't noticed the tears dripping and landing on the fragile flower..

each tears held memories

niether it was a good one or a bad one











she still cherished them





drip...

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