Lost | k.t.h ✔

46.

The time had passed like in seconds and I couldn't believe that I had gotten into such a mess. I glanced at my phone which read 3.30pm. Staring at the lockscreen which was a picture of me and Taehyung, I got a feeling of nostalgia that I couldn't quite decipher. Was he okay? Was he still unconscious? Before I could think anything else, the truth untold dawned upon me in a fraction of a second. Taehyung. Jungkook. The family photo. Jungkook's dad. No, both of their dad. The criminal work. I shook my head as I took a half-run towards the first place that came to my mind; the deserted park.

I knew it was not the best location, but I didn't have all the time in the world to be searching for a place. I had to get things straight, and quick. And if they were gonna search for me, they won't expect me to be in broad daylight either.

Well, I hoped so.

I settled behind a huge oak; hidden from anyone's sight at first glance. I avoided sitting on a park bench which was on plain view to reduce the chances of getting caught or interrupted. In no time, Jungkook's dad will find out that the diary was gone and I'll be dead. I briefly remembered how Jungkook had protected me from his own dad and how he had let me escape. I had no idea what he was going through now after he did that...It made me so worried that he might have even gotten hurt because of me.

After all, his dad was a criminal, a murderer, an assassin.

Just the thought gave me the chills.

The black croptop I was wearing didn't give me much shelter from the cold gusting winds and chilly atmosphere, nor did the three-quarter jeans. It was purely insane as a fact when I remembered that this all happened in ONE GODDAMN DAY all together. When I think back, I couldn't believe it myself. I had woken up to Taehyung's kiss and to starting off school as another normal day except for being super happy that Tae was there and all that...

To Jungkook confessing to me, to realizing Taehyung's medical condition, to get to knowing that they were related and that their dad was a criminal. And not forgetting that he was the one who killed my dad.

Wow. Just wow. I knew that my brain was not capable enough of holding myself together after I learnt all this and I was utterly scared that it would make a brain cell explode or something. And what more? What more nerve-wrecking truths was I going to experience?

And how was I even stuck in this situation? I was still wearing the outfit I wore to school. The crescent moon necklace hanging on my neck gave me a feeling of longing to be with Taehyung right now. The memory of cooking kimchi together and the encounter with the cockroach seemed so long ago in the past, when it was only last night.

I snapped back to reality and hugged my knees together to block the cold. My back resting behind the tree trunk, I opened the diary cautiously.

As I examined it closely, I realized that it was bound in faded black leather. The first page just as I had seen it before, had the name scribbled 'Jeon Min Hyung'

I took a deep breath and flipped to the next page and started reading.

2004.07.23

Myung Hee had found about 'T9KILLEO SSIJOG'. And now she wants to divorce with me. She says that she'll change her name back to her family name and go back to being Kim Myung Hee. Last night, she shattered our wedding photo in the living room; breaking it to shards. She was screaming at me, saying that she won't live another second with me in this house. Thank god the kids were asleep or they would've heard it. Myung Hee said that she will keep both of our sons from me because she doesn't want them to be a filthy man like their dad. She insulted me so much but I held my anger in. There was no way that I'm gonna let her keep both of them. The T9KILLEO SSIJOG wants me to have an heir after I retire and it has to be one of them. Even if she doesn't know about it, I will abide our rules.