I do! | JJK

Chapter 2

"Who's wedding?!"

I don't sound like myself at all. And now the tears are really threatening to fall.

One thing that my dad absolutely hates is the sight of someone crying. Even after all these years I still don't get it. What does he have against tears?

So as a daughter who respects her father's wishes. I never cry. Like NEVER EVER. The last time I cried was probably when I was three.

So the watery eyes and shrill voice take ME by surprise.

I guess that gives my mum the right to look as shook as she does right now.

Her mouth is wide open and a spoonful of ice-cream is mid-air at the moment.

But I can't help thinking 'Terrible table etiquette mom! This is hardly what is expected of the vice-chairwoman of Haneul group.'

"YOUR wedding"

"But dad! Why would I get married? I'm only 22! Besides, who would I get married to?"

My dad sounds mildly annoyed when he says, "You're getting married to Jeon Jungkook because I said so. It would benefit both Haneul Group and Taeyang Group and this is what Uncle Jeon and I have decided. I always wanted him as my son-in-law and the slump in economy has merely made us speed things up a bit."

The world seems to be spinning. And my dreams... they're crumbling right in front of my eyes. And the thought that there's nothing I can do to stop all of this from happening makes me feel sick.

I was not in any way prepared for a news of such great magnitude. Arguing with my dad was something I've never done and something I've never wanted to do. But right now if I don't say something I feel like I'll explode.

And so I shout "I am NOT marrying Jeon Jungkook!!!" at the top of my lungs.

I can see my dad going ten shades of purple in less than five seconds. And this makes things worse. My eyes are full of tears now and my vision is practically zero. Everything is a blur, literally.

My mother, smart woman that she is, stands up swiftly and says, "Kaitlynn Kim, I want you to leave for your room. Your father and I have a few matters to discuss."

She spoke to me as if she were speaking to a seven-year old.

Ummmm.. Wait don't tell me.. I get the feeling now that my mother wasn't aware of any of this until now too.

So I leave the room without another word, just as if I were a seven-year old.

I hadn't taken more than three steps away from the room when I heard my dad yell, "You are getting betrothed to him on Sunday, young lady! Whether you like it or not!"

Somehow 'Sunday' and 'less than 48 hours' get registered in my brain.

The next thing I know I get into my room, shut the door (with a very loud bang... Is this late puberty?) and throw myself on the bed.

And for the first time in two decades I cry. I'm also making weird animalistic noises. I believe this is what people call sobbing? I cry for what feels like five hours and then I've completely run out of tears. So I stop and look at the time. My bedside clock tells me that I've been crying only for half an hour and it seems to be telling me to quit exaggerating.

I have a terrible headache and my head feels like it's going to split into two equal halves any minute now. And so I get up and pace. I try to make sense of what is happening. But no matter how I think about it I can't understand it.

Did my father even plan on discussing this with me? Do I have a say in any of this?

I replay the 4 excruciating hours I spent with Aunt Jeon. Don't misunderstand, I LOVE Aunt Jeon. But a woman on a mission to get someone new clothes is a deadly combination. Add in the fact that I absolutely HATE shopping.

Did she leave me any hints? Except for the fact that she wouldn't let me pay for anything and that she got me a beautiful deep red, strapless ball gown that cost a fortune and matching accessories, nothing else. But that's just Aunt Jeon, she's very loving.

Thinking about marrying Jungkook gives me goosebumps. You can't really say I DISLIKE him. That's too strong a word. But I don't exactly like him either. He takes 'giving off the bad boy aura' to a different level altogether. He always has this knowing smirk on his face. And although I'm pretty good at reading people I can not understand this man at all. We went to the same high school, he comes to my place at least twice a week and I go to his place pretty often, we meet regularly at business parties but he's still a mystery.

I see him with a different girl every other day. And I've also had the misfortune of listening to girls describe in detail every naughty thing Jungkook did to them.

But all grownups love him. So hey, who am I to judge this weird but beautiful boy. I can't believe I just thought that.

A knock at my door interrupts my thoughts. I clear my throat and say, "Come in."

It's my mom and she's brought me cookie dough ice-cream! (Screams internally!!)

Although there isn't anything in the world that can beat cookie dough ice-cream this situation calls for more than just ice-cream.

I need her to explain to me what is going on, how I'm supposed to handle it and if there's anything at all that I can do to stop it.

She just goes "Hey sweetie! You must be shocked! I was too! Want some ice-cream?"

Tempting offer but I just look at her like 'Seriously mom?'

She understands and says "I guess not. I'm sorry. Listen, darling. You do know that your dad and I love you right? You mean the world to us. Would we do ANYTHING that isn't the best for you?"

Although my parents may have been busy and might not have shown it, the thing is I DO know how much they love me.

So I tell her, "Yes mum, I know and I love you guys too. But..."

"I know sweetie. You probably hate us for this but dad has been really stressed about work. And Uncle Jeon has problems with his business too. So after a lot of discussing, they decided that this was for the best. We ALWAYS wanted the both of you to get married. We were hoping you would do it by yourselves because you guys complement each other but we had to intervene in the end."

Oh my God! Our parents wanted us to hook up?! My mother laughs at me. It's like she can read every single thought that runs in my head. To hide my embarrassment, I just give her an indignant look which makes her laugh once again.

She then says "I'm sorry... You just looked..."

I intensify my mock glare and she clears her throat. I feel dreadful... She was actually sounding like a normal, friendly mother for once and I had to ruin it!

She sounds all diplomatic again, "About the rushed betrothal. We're very sorry about it. Uncle Jeon has to leave on an important business trip to Germany next week. We're only inviting close friends. Aunt Jeon just called.. She wants you to wear the red gown she got you today. She said you looked like an 'Angel in red'."

I coughed and she couldn't suppress her smile.

"Good night sweetie" she said and walked out of my room. She then said

"Thank you Kate baby. I love you."

But I have a feeling I wasn't supposed to hear that.

I smile to myself and then do what any girl in my shoe would have done. I go sit on the edge of my bed and start eating my cookie dough ice-cream as I think to myself.

'Boy, do I love COOKIES! They can mend just about anything!'

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