Y/n POV
Waiting in front of jinwoo's apartment door, I debated whether I should knock or not. "Come on y/n, just knock the door. If you really want to fix this you have to talk to him." I said to myself. I knocked the door and waited a while until the door opens. I looked up and saw jinwoo standing there shocked. He wanted to close the door but I stuck my hand out to stop it, making the door smack my hand. "Please don't shut the door please... we need to talk." I looked down hoping he will let me in. "Leave. We have nothing to talk about y/n. I don't want to have anything to do with you right now. So please just leave and never come back." "Jinwoo please, let me explain." Pleading him to let me explain what happened that day. "No y/n, Leave now. Go enjoy your life with your psychotic husband." He slammed the door as the sound echoed through out the hall way, my heart clenched, memories coming back to my mind. My tears rushing out as I hold on to my handbag tightly. I won't give up... not now not ever...
I walked down the hallway, wiping my tears. "I need a drink." I walked down the street, looking up at the sky with clouds covering the stars and moon. Trying to look for a bar or club. I stopped in front of a bar and went in. As soon as I sat down the bartender comes towards me asking me what I would like to drink. "Can you get me your strongest drink and put them all on this card." I give him my fathers credit card. He nods and smiles, heading to the cash register. Once he gives the card back, he goes and makes my drink. My father deserves this... wait... what if jungkook invited jinwoo to the wedding. As soon as the drink touches my hand I drink it in one go, feeling the cold liquid go down my throat. I looked up at the bartender who was staring at me with amusement. "Can you get me another one?" I pushed the glass cup towards the bartender. " yes ma'am coming right up." He set the drink in front of me as I take another drink, already feeling tipsy. I asked for two more before I made my way out. Somehow I ended up in the park and payed down on a wooden bench. Tears come rushing down my eyes as I shiver from the cold breeze that touches my skin and the feeling and thought of seeing a beautiful sight all alone making me sad. It's funny how I didn't want anyone around me to comfort me, but now all I want is someone to be close to me and make feel okay. I take in a deep a breathe and sit up, looking down at my feet. I'm sure by now it's almost one in the morning and jungkook is probably mad that I'm not home. Of course I can't go home, mainly because I don't even remember my address. So I'll continue to sit on this wooden bench all alone in the night. I wonder what it feels like to be cosy under the lights like these with the one you love.... I wonder what it's like to feel the feeling of love-ness radiating off another... Even if jinwoo and I never did any of that, I don't know if wasting my time on him is such a good idea... "oh my god... y/n is that you?" I look towards my left to see jungkook standing there with a worried face. He quickly rushes over to me crouches down to meet my sitting height as he grabbed my head with both hands and looking all over my face making sure nothing happened to me. He pulled my head into his chest hugged me tightly, his breathing and heart beat being felt against my head. "I was looking for you! You had me worried." "Nothing bad happened to you, right?" I nodded to answer him that nothing happened to me and then another he asked another question. "No man touched you, did he?" I shook my head no. He lifted my arm and looked at my hands. His eyes widen when he saw a big bruise on my right hand. His eyes grew dark as softly caressed over the bruise. He brought my hand towards his lips and kissed my hand gently, warming up my bruised hand "who was the bastard that did this to my beautiful wife? I know you didn't do this yourself, who did this darling?"
To be contiued....
