My Cruel Husband | Jimin FF

My Cruel Husband | Jimin FF | Chapter 25 | Kawaii_BTS123

''You stupid bitch!'' She started hitting me countless of times, ''What did I do wrong to receive you?'' I sobbed silently as the pain left multiple bruised areas and stings. 

''I-I'm sorry!'' I sniveled, ''I-I'm sorry I w-was given t-to you!'' She flogged me one last time before retrieving to her room. I sat somewhere in the corners of the dark room and wept inaudibly. 

''I guess you'll never be good enough, Y/N-ssi...'' A sweet but dark voice echoed through my head, ''Lift your head up!'' I gradually did after the scolding.

''... J-Jungkook?'' 

''Y'know your mom just gave you a sad truth and I can't deny that it's not false'', he stared darkly at me, ''Why can't you be better? I expected you to be better than my ex...'' He grunted. A waterfall escaped my eyes, it was so painful to hear that from the only person that actually cared for you.

''I thought you loved me...'' I whispered in dismay. His laugh reverberated as the room changed to mirrors. My reflection and my actions were being displayed.

''Me? Love you? Oh no. Why would you think that? I only wanted you for money!'' His voice gradually went lower per word which made the atmosphere a million times darker. Whispers then filled my ear which annoyed me. 

''GO AWAY!'' I screamed and whined. I sat down whilst covering my ears and groped my hair in frustration. The world blurred around me as I wiped out; cold

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I sat up, my temple soaked with sweat and my breathing quite unsteady. A small, pink floof was a few inches from my feet.

"Park?!" I bellowed quietly. Not really believing that he's here. In my room. Overnight. A few inches away from me. I gradually took my feet off the bed, not creating an creaking noises and bouncing springs and then lifted my weight of the bed. I tiptoe until I reach my door. I dunno if this is appropriate but I smile knowing that he either cares for me or he's plotting a 'murder Y/N' scheme anytime now. 

''I should go pick up my medicine before I turn pale and stuff...'' I sigh as I pick up my keys, not caring about what I'm currently wearing. Surprisingly, there were no traffic in the Korea streets. As I arrived at the hospital, I contacted my doctor who comes to work prematurely which is a sign of a hard-working doctor. 

''Hello?'' My doctor answered from the other side of the phone

''Hi, doc! It's me, Lee Y/N. Can I pick up my assigned medicines?'' I asked her politely.

''Yes of course. Meet me in the pharmacy where I have your paper written with your daily doses.'' 

''Thanks, doc...'' I hanged up the phone and wore a long jacket in the backseat of my car and wore a black ski-mask so I won't be caught. I walked expeditiously inside the hospital so I wouldn't receive eyes on me. ''Hey doc!''

''Oh- Lee... Here,'' The doctor recovered from the shock I gave her and handed me the medicine,  ''One dose in the morning after you wake up and one dose of medicine in the night before you sleep. For each medicine in the bag except for the container with vitamins: eat one pill after you eat. And please, do see me every Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Oh, and if you know any psychologists around you, do speak to them. It's for your well-being. Now, come in my room, I have to see what happened to you since our last meeting.'' 

''Sure.'' I sigh and walk beside her, ''What will happen to me, doc?'' She hesitated and instead turned on the lights. 

''Y/N, if you face other illnesses while you have anorexia, you're most like to be caught in danger (guys, I have no clue what might happen if you have anorexia so I'm improvising as I go ;-; I should really research more) and you can prematurely die faster than expected which your loved ones will definitely not want to see.''

''... You know doc, the sad truth about reality is even when you try your best, it wasn't good enough. So why does life keep taking away the good things and leaving us scraps of evil and vile, cruel things? Our emotions play with us as if we're dolls. They would their best to suffocate us and seal our true emotions and plaster a fake smile just to tell people you're fine when you're truly not... It's really funny you know?'' I hollowed a broken laugh as I bowed my head and left the room. I ran to my car and closed the door, taking deep breaths.

''I already knew the consequences since it was too obvious but... why does it still hurt ?'' I asked myself as tears leaked from my eyes, ''Ah well, best jut to forget about it since I'm used to it.'' I turned on the car and drove home. As I creaked the door open..

''Where were you?!'' A stern look plastered on the face of the person in front of me. I hid the medicine in my bag and smiled. 

''I just went to the market to buy a small can of soda water since my stomach was churning in pain.'' I smile as I lie through my gritted teeth. He raised his brow.

''And where is your 'can of soda'?'' 

''I drank it when I drove back here.'' I responded as if it was obvious. He stared at me before sitting in the couch. I quietly sigh in relief before I trotted to my room to take my medicine and my pills. 

''WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!''