Bridge To My Heart

PART 19 - Just when you thought you knew everything

You actually had to pull over on the side of the highway, stop to calm your temper and switch your cellphone off after the constant buzzing of your ringtone and text message pings started making your head spin.

As if you needed the added stirrings of a stronger migraine!

Your choice to completely ignore Jin was a mixture of being angry at him, but you were genuinely concerned about your husband's disappearance. Turns out even his brother's couldn't get a hold of him, and Hoseok invited you over to their parent's place when he heard how shaky your voice had been on the phone. How would you explain your suspicions to him? You knew without a doubt that he'd read between the lines and know that the way you were feeling was owed to some trouble in Kim Seokjin paradise instead of mere concern for his brother's whereabouts.

You could just answer the damned phone and confront Jin but you were angry and anger would make you blurt out words you would never be able to reel back in. You would do some digging with Jungkook's help; he was an expert with social media and hopefully he'd be able to trace Jin's ex wife and uncover the truth about the child. Part of you prays that you were mistaken, but your sixth sense was pushing its own agenda.

How you managed to make the hour long drive to your in law's home would remain a mystery. Your head throbs as if your heart jumped out of your chest and lodged between your brain, and your tummy churns with emptiness of an appetite long forgotten and too much medication burning a hole through your stomach lining.

Your purse along with your phone lays on the floor on the passenger's side of your car. You fish for both, shove them into your handbag, and tilt the centre mirror towards you to get a closer look at your face.

If nightmares were a person, your picture would be tagged. Freddie Kruger who?

And no amount of cheek patting or eye rubbing helped to ease the look of pure horror and hours of crying yourself sick etched into every inch of your face.

You didn't need to hoot to announce your arrival; Hoseok had probably heard your car pull into the driveway and was already making his way towards you. Deep breaths and some self-assurance gives you the strength to put on a smile when you open your door and step out, but Hoseok's worry and the sense of comfort he provides by wrapping you in his arms has your brave smile turning to strangled sobs.

"I don't know what's going on, but I do know that you haven't been taking care of yourself." Hoseok cups your chin while he inspects your face, "Come. Mum prepared bibimbap and Kook's already got his eyes on it. You know the appetite on that boy is mind-boggling!"

You chuckle as tears are wiped from your cheeks by Hoseok's soft thumbs. You gaze at him, wishing you could tell him everything right then and there, but you would have to put on a brave face for the sake of his parent's. They barely knew the details of what had broken your marriage to their son, and adding your own problems with Jin wouldn't be a wise thing to do. Hoseok was concerned, he told you that much, but it wasn't unlike Yoongi to go radio silent for weeks, months even. His relationship with his family had always been strained, and as you walk behind Hoseok towards the house, you recall clearly how much strain you had added to that relationship the day you walked hand in hand with Yoongi to meet his family on your first day in Korea.

Standing with her hands on her hips at the door, your mother-in-law greets you. A shiver runs down your spine when dejavu hits you, but unlike your first visit here, today she smiles warmly, and stretches out her little arms towards you, motioning you over into an even warmer hug.

"Eomma."

She playfully slaps your back, "Silly girl! You left my Yoongi and forgot about us!"

"Don't do that ma! She's gonna run away again!"