2 Countries (JJK FF)

Chapter 21- Way to her heart

Author: As i promised, its edging towards the end, i hope you guys could enjoy this and i promise soon i will come up with a better story line T-T[ this isnt the last chapter]

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"What does that supposed to mean?"

"You heard me Jungkook. I only came here to return this to you because apologising wont justify my actions. still, i am extremely sorry"

Before she could walk any further, He had already secured her in his arms from behind and in no less than a minute his loud sobs has filled the silent stricken room. His tears dripping down her neck, soaking the collar of her shirt. Her heart shattered into pieces but she knew this was best for both of them. She gently removed herself from his grasp as took long strides to get out of the room as soon as possible. It was simply unbearable for her to see that man bawling his eyes out. Without much waiting, she left with her head hung low in guilt. 

"Hyung.... what should i do? My heart wasnt ready to let go of her this early" 

Jin softly rubbed his back as he broke into louder whimpers. 

"Did anyone notice the bruise in her right wrist? " Everyone snapped their heads at Namjoon as he stood their awkwardly.

A month ago

"Mom this is so unfair, you can't just send anyone here and force me to marry someone"

The girl nonstop complained on her phone while her eyes were searching upon someone wearing light blue buttoned up shirt and ripped black jeans.

She rolled her eyes when her beloved mother hung up over her face without replying. The fact that she had to find her so called fiancee in the airport by detecting him through the most commonly worn formal wear pissed her off. She was supposed to apologise to Jungkook but here she was wasting her time upon an unknown person on her mom's command.
When she finally wanted to gave up and dial her mom she felt a light tap on her shoulder.

The moment she turned around, she was completely astounded and taken aback by his presence.

"R-Rahul? What are you-"
That's when her eyes scanned him properly.

Blue buttoned up, back ripped jeans.

No....it can't be him... Right?

He passed her an endearing smile only to receive an expressionless baffled one from the latter.

"Oh c'mon I can explain it lets have a cup of coffee Shall we?"

He sounded way too casual. Unlike the girl who just can't process all of this.

"So you are telling me, you knew about it even before I called you but you decided to keep it away from me? Rahul are you serious? I couldn't stop myself from raising my voice. As we were talking in our ntive language much people gave us weird looks but I was glad they didn't understand a thing.

He sighed and took a sip from his Americano and took out a small Tiffany box from his pocket placing it right on the table sliding it towards me.

I did not like this situation and where it was leading to especially he was too quiet. I just can't handle this.

" what is this?"

"Open it and see it yourself" Vague and short answers were the only thing left his mouth.

With trembling hands I opened the box to see a gleaming diamond ring placed delicately in the centre.

I thought I would be happy seeing this, but somehow the only thing I felt was fear.

I don't know what came over me but without any further ado I just stood up and scurried my way out of the cafe. But to my dismay before I could reach my car my wrist was in a harsh grip, his nails digging deep seeping out blood.

"Rahul, let go...its hurting"

His gaze so cold and piercing. I never knew he had this dominating possesive side behind the facade of such a endearing smile.
"You have a month to decide, take the ring, I will leaving by the evening flight, I don't care whether you have any boyfriend or not, at this moment you will be only mine, and that's final. You go against that I won't show mercy to forcibly bring you back and lock you in India"

With that he harshly opened my plan and placed the unwrapped velvet box and let go of my hand which was already bruised and wrecked flesh seeping blood through the deep crescents of his nails.

Why... Why is this happening to me.... How can i face Jungkook?

My blurry vision was now focused on the box on my palm. A tear soon threatened to trickle down my cheeks.

Yoongi pov

"Kook can I come in?"

There was no answer. The door was open so I slowly walked towards him with heavy steps and sit beside him.

I could clearly see his teared stained face with disappointment written all over it.

He was heartbroken.

I might not say a thing but from what I observed there is something she is hiding. Whatever is happening, not a single thing she is doing with her will.

My eyes drooped down to notice how hard he was clenching his hold on the pendant. But couldn't figure out what exactly the emotion it was.

Was it anger? Was it sorrow? Was it jealousy? Or an assortment of every single of it.

It was about a good 10 minutes we sat together in silence. He didn't move a muscle.

"Jungkook, do you love her? "

Jungkook's shoulders shuddered, his body stiff hearing that question.
I continued. "Do you..still love her?"

In reply only fresh tears trickled down his face, might be their memories were striking in his brain stabbing his heart in a melancholic harmony.

That was an enough answer to my question.

"If you do, you still have chance, it only depends on you how you are gonna do it. She left the wedding invitation card, the date is right after a week. You have 7 days to sort out your emotions and get hold of yourself"

With that I decided to stand up and leave until he grabbed my wrist.

I turned around to see his gaze fixated on the pendant.

"Call for our manager, clear the schedule for this week, and book the ticket, closest date,  to India".

I could see the determination in his eyes. And I knew what that gaze was meant for.

By hook or by crook he will bring that girl back.

I smiled as I left his room, a feeling of pride surging through my blood, an unnatural adrenaline rush.

" This is some good adventurous shit we are getting ourselves into and hell yeah I am ready for some drama"

Muttering under my breath with a creepy grin on my face, I went back to my room.