The Truth Untold || J.Jk

43. Memories

The longer the tears were flowing down my cheeks the tighter Jungkook's arm wrapped around me. Who knew that the tables were going to turn like this? My tears have dried out hours ago, now with my eyes shut I'm just trying to feel the coldness that was crawling on my skin from the marbled floor.

How weak I am, Mrs. Jeon just simply threw a person out of my life like that and here I am, crying on my knees begging for Soyeon to come back and save me from this misery. She didn't even have to harm me directly to make me this vulnerable, pathetic.

As hazy my mind was getting, turning every single thought that crossed it against myself, Jungkook wrapped his hands around my shoulders and stood me up on my legs. I slowly looked up to meet his ebony eyes. Sorrowfulness, for his mother's unceremonious action, Woe, for having to see my desolated form, Love and guidance, because he wants to fix me and bring me back my contentment. That's all I could see beautifully carved in it.

How magical it is, Jungkook didn't even utter a single word and I already know his heart and his intentions. I know he could read me as well but I also know that whatever he read was far away from positivity.

"Jungkook, how did everything end up like this?" I whispered quietly as I lowered my vision meeting his chest.

"Shhhhh, everything will be absolutely fine." He reassured, his arms drawing small circles on my back. I shook my head softly as tears were brimming at the edge of my eyes.

"How, Soyeon will never be back again." I pointed out the flaw. My hands slowly clenching on the dark fabric of his shirt. I will never get a hold of the person who kept me happy even when the world was against me.

Jungkook gently coaxed my chin up to meet his orbs once again. Because of the sudden movement, the overflowing tears finally rolled down my cheeks. His eyes were firm on me as his grip against my body tightened.

"But you have me by your side now and forever will." At some point of the day, you really need someone to assure you that they will be for you no matter what. At least that's what I needed right now. My head automatically fell on Jungkook's chest, at an instant his arms engulfed me in a hug.

I felt somewhat relieved.

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Jungkook couldn't stay all day because he had work and left though it was against his will. I'm not complaining, work is equally important, I know and understand that. As for me, before I could even say anything work-related Jungkook said that he will talk to the manager and tell him that I'm taking a sick leave for some time, I didn't protest at that.

Even if I was hurt, of course, time wouldn't stop for me to cry, it will go on on its own flow. And why will I waste my tears like a fool anyway, not like it's gonna bring everything back to normal.

In order to keep my mind distracted I worked, hard. The dinner had already been served and everyone, I mean only Mrs. Jeon already completed it, as for Jungkook, he didn't come back since he left in the morning. A lot of work has stacked up maybe.

Mrs. Jeon left for her room before I entered the dining room and cleaned up the table, covering the food for Jungkook. I washed the piece of cloth with which I had cleaned the table and kept it hanging on a towel hanger.

I'm all done for today.

After taking an ice-cold bath to relax my muscles I changed into my nightwear. But instead of entering my room I walked into another vacant room also known as Soyeon's room. The room was left untouched, the door of the wardrobe was still hanging open as it had been in the morning. I sighed and pushed the doors shut. Leaning against the wooden doors of the wardrobe I found myself looking out through the window as memories flashed in front of my eyes.