Kim Sora POV,
25 June 2020,
"Oemma, can you please bring me an ice pack?", I asked my mother
"Ye, does it hurt again?", My mother asked from the kitchen
"Ye ... ouch ...", I muttered while holding the ribs on my left
I lay myself slowly on the bed, trying not to make any excessive movements.
"This is the ice pack, dear ... let oemma help", said my mother came over and helped me put an ice pack on the bottom of my chest
"Have you taken painkillers?", Asked my mother again
"Ye", I replied closing my eyes
"What happened?", Asked my mother looking at myself in pain
"I choked while drinking so I coughed," I replied softly
"Aigooo ... do it slowly, coughing and sneezing can make friction on your bones so it will hurt, you have to be more careful", my mother said worriedly
"Yeee", I replied
"You need something else? Oemma is cooking dinner right now, if you don't have anything else you need, I will come back to the kitchen", said my mother while stroking my hair
"Ye, I'm fine, gomawo oemma", I said smiling at her
My mother smiled back and then headed back to the kitchen.
I fumbled around my bed to find where my cell phone was.
"It was here", I muttered
"This is it!", I said happily when I found it under my pillow
I turned on my cellphone screen and opened the inbox. There was a message from Sunmi 5 minutes ago.
"Sora~aah, mianhae I can't have dinner at your apartment. There is work pending at the workshop, and it must be completed tonight. Please convey my apologies to your father and mother, okay?".
"Ye", I replied while pressing the voice button and recorded my voice and then I send it to her
Currently I can't type messages because my left hand is still wearing the cradle. So I still have trouble doing activities as usual.
It's been 4 days since I returned home, before that, I was in the hospital for almost a month. According to the doctors, my recovery period was quick, so I was allowed to go home earlier than I should have. I feel very grateful for that, considering the injuries I suffered were so severe.
When I woke up from my coma, I just felt like I just woke up from a very long sleep. I don't remember anything after I got hit, I just remember Namjoon'a voice who kept calling my name until I fell asleep.
The doctor said that I was able to wake up without injury on my brain was a miracle. They were worried that I might experience mild paralysis or amnesia, but after several days of observation, they said I was in very good shape.
My three broken ribs are now starting to heal, according to the doctor, it will take about 1 to 2 months for them to recover as usual. The fracture in my hip bone has also recovered. Meanwhile, my wrist still needs about 3-4 weeks to recover. After that I still have to undergo therapy so that my hands can function as before.
* dingdong
I heard the doorbell of my apartment ringing. Appa must be home, I thought. My mom and dad lived in my apartment since I was admitted to the hospital. My father even transferred some of his work to his co-workers so that they could accompany me while I was in the hospital.
"I'm home", my father's voice came from the entrance
"Ye, welcome. Thank you", replied my mother
My dad just came home from shopping for groceries at the supermarket. I am very fortunate to have parents who love me and care for me. They really made sure that I was rested and recovered well.
As soon as the smile on my face faded, I remembered the bitterness in Aeri's voice when she talked about her family. I might also be frustrated if I had a father who abandoned me and my siblings. No wonder she thought that my life was very fortunate to have both parents who really loved me. But I do not justify all the actions she has done to me.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I feel so lost for Aeri, even though she has always hated me, but I still think of her as my sister. I was devastated when I learned all her actions to me, I never thought that she was the perpetrator of terror so far.
I didn't know that a person could have feelings of hatred so much in her that she could do crazy things. Because of that crazy thing, I, Namjoon and herself experienced bad things, even she had to lose her life.
I sighed and rubbed my stomach lightly. I also have to lose my baby because of her. When my mother told me that I had a miscarriage, I was too weak to be angry and sad. Nor could I cry out loud because the pain I was experiencing in my lungs and ribs got worse when I sobbed.
It was very painful, my body and soul hurt knowing my baby was gone. I can only remain silent for a few days, because I felt so lost. I know that it's not just me who feels the loss of this baby, my parents also look very devastated. I feel so guilty for not telling them about my pregnancy. And Namjoon, even though I haven't seen him yet, I'm sure he feels very sad about this too.
Yes, since that incident, I haven't seen Namjoon again. Sunmi said that she visited me several times when I was lying in the ICU. My mom and dad also said that Namjoon came to the hospital the day I woke up from coma. But because he had other schedules he didn't have time to see me. He just gave a balloon filled with flowers with the words "get well soon Jagiya" to my father.
At that time I felt a little sad, I really hoped to meet him but I understand that his job is very important, considering that BTS will be holding an online concert and also releasing their Japanese album this month.
Several times Namjoon sent flowers and gifts to me while I was in the hospital, but still, I wanted him to come see me right away. Until now, he did not call or send messages to me. He only wrote in his last gift that he is very busy at the moment so it will be very difficult to contact him. Bu I didn't think that he could not be reached at all until now.
I was disappointed, of course. But I try to stay strong and always support him. Every day I always send a message telling him how I am today and asking him to always be happy and healthy.
"Sora~aah ... let's eat", said my father approaching my bed
"Ye", I got up slowly and put the ice pack and my cellphone on the table beside my bed.
"Slowly, dear ...", he said as he helped me lift my body to a sitting position
"Gomawo", I said smiling at him
We walked slowly toward the dining room, smelled the scent of food that made my stomach rumble.
"Oemma, it smells so good," I said while sitting at the dining table
"Jinjja? I made your favorite tangsuyuk (sweet and sour pork) and kimchi jiggae (kimchi stew soup)," said my mother smiling as she put several plates of side dishes on the dining table
"Anyway, Sunmi can't have dinner with us, she still has work. She asked me to apologize to you", I said to my parents
"Arasso, she must be very busy", replied my mother while sitting beside me
"Wow, daebak", said my father looking at the food in front of him
"Thank you for dinner Oemma", I said before taking the chopsticks and tasting the tangsuyuk
"You need help?", Asked my mother looking at me
"Ani, I can do it .... waah mashigetta (delicious)", I replied while chewing
"Tomorrow Appa will return to Gwangju, Sora~aah. Meanwhile, Oemma will stay here to accompany you until you recover", said my father while took a spoonful of rice into his mouth
"Tomorrow? I think Appa will stay here until next month", I replied
"Ani, you have a lot of work, I feel bad for my friends if I keep burdening them with work," said my father
"Arasso, gomawo yo appa", I said smiling at him
"What about Minerva? Are you going to open it again in the near future?", Asked my mother
"My employees have cleaned and renovated Minerva, maybe in the next 2 or 3 days Minerva will start operating again", I replied nodding my head
"2 or 3 days? Isn't that too soon?", Asked my father frowning
"No. The current situation is normal around Minerva, after all the police have closed the case. I hope everything will return to normal as usual", I replied looking at my father
"Are you sure you can do this? It will feel bad for you to be in your office remembering what happened there", asked my mother with a worried face
"Gwaenchana, I'll be fine. After all it's over. Sooner or later I'll definitely forget it, gwaenchana", I said again reassuring them
"Then what about your relationship with Kim Namjoon ssi?", Asked my father after drinking a glass of water
"Huh? ... nothing, my relationship with Namjoon is still the same as usual", I replied confused
"Are you sure about that? How can you say that your relationship is still the same as usual if he never even visited or contacted you?", My father asked calmly as he exchanged glances with my mother
I swallowed hard, finally this topic was touched on by my parents. So far, we've always avoided talking about my relationship.
"Namjoon is busy, appa. You saw on the news that BTS just did an online concert. And a few days ago they also released their Japanese single. Not to mention filming for Dear Class 2020, then Run BTS, and TV commercials. They are very busy, I know that ", I replied quickly until a little out of breath
"If you know that, why do you look annoyed? I always watch you stare at your cellphone and grunt", asked my mother leaning towards me
"I'm sad, I'm just sad ... and a little upset. I miss him, miss him a lot but I can't meet him. But I understand! I understand that his job is the main thing, especially because of this incident, he definitely doesn't want to be associated with it ", I replied putting my chopsticks and lowered my face
"Are you sure he did this just because he was busy? Not because he had given up on you ??", asked my father again
"WHAT ??! No, no ... he loves me, we love each other. He can't possibly give up on our relationship", I replied irritably, shaking my head repeatedly.
I bit my lip and tried to control my emotions. Meanwhile my mother looked worried and exchanged glances with my father.
"Sora~aah, actually Appa didn't tell you all about Namjoon", said my father with a tired face
"What do you mean?", I asked, looking at him closely
"I'm sorry for hiding this from you", said my father again
"Ye, but what? About what?", I asked, confused, turning my face to my father and mother in turn
"When you just woke up from your coma, actually Appa had a chance to talk to Namjoon", said my mother with a sad face
"Jinjja? Appa talked about something with him? About what?", I asked, increasingly confused
My father put down his spoon and took a deep breath.
"I've asked Namjoon to end your relationship", said my father with a sympathetic face
"Huh? What ?? Wae ??", I asked in a high tone
"Sora~aah calm yourself down ...", scolded my mother
I bit my lip while looking closely at my father.
"I don't think your relationship will work. Your lives are contradicting each other. I don't want you to get hurt if you have to live with him", said my father with a serious face
"Appa, our relationship is not always smooth, but we always try to do our best. We always find a way out of every problem we face. I love him, and Namjoon loves me too. He even asked me to marry him before this crazy thing happened. He could not possibly leave me ", I replied in a trembling voice
"We are worried, your life on his side will never be safe. You know how ARMY really takes care of them, I don't want your life to suffer filled with evil comments about you. Humans can be very cruel to other humans. You already felt that right ?! ", said my father aloud
"Yeobo ...", scolds my mother, glaring at her husband
"Ani. Not all ARMYs are like that. I am also an ARMY. We just want happiness and success for them. I know a lot of fans out there are obsessed with them. But, but that's life, not everyone will like and support us", I replied with teary eyes
"Sora~aah, oemma and Appa just want you to be happy, we want the best for you. If you continue your relationship with him, you will definitely suffer. What if people like Aeri show up? Not just one or two people ... how about tens, even hundreds of people like that appear, what will you do? I don't want to lose you, "said my father with a flushed face
"If people like that appear then so be it! Me and Namjoon will definitely be able to face them, I will prove that I am worthy of Namjoon. I will fight with him even if the whole world excludes us", I said while sobbing
"Aigoo Sora~aah, calm yourself down. Yeobo ... please stop", my mother asked
"You will suffer when that happens, you think it will be easy to live life if the whole world is against you ?!", my father shouted
"I don't care! What do you know about my happiness ?? This is my life, I'm the one who determines what my life will be like, not Appa, oemma or other people !!", I screamed in frustration
"Stop!", My mother stood up and glared at us both
I sobbed while holding my ribs which felt like they were prickling. It really hurts. But I'm very angry right now. I can't believe my dad said that to Namjoon. He must be feeling guilty about what happened to me, plus we just lost our baby.
I saw my father gasping to hold back his anger. He clenched his hands which were on the table.
"I can't believe you said that to Namjoon. I'm so disappointed, I think you will support our relationship after what happened to us. I just want to be happy, and my happiness is with Namjoon. I hope you understand ...", I said sobbed and slowly walked towards the room
"Sora~aah ...", my mother came over to help me walk
But I brushed aside her help and continued walking alone.
"Yeobo ..", call my mother
"Leave her, leave her alone", said my father to my mother
I immediately closed my bedroom door and locked it. My chest hurts. It felt like there were hundreds of needles poking me at the same time.
I tried to catch my breath to stop my crying. But it's all in vain, I've been trying to hold back all the emotions that have been in me all this time. Disappointed, angry, frustrated, upset, confused, helpless, sad and others. I was holding them back all this time, wondering why Namjoon never contacted me. And when I found out the reason, all the emotions exploded and I couldn't stop them.
Is it true that Namjoon is slowly ignoring me because of my father's request? Why is he doing this? We always discuss every problem we have and look for solutions together. But why doesn't he discuss this with me ??.
I walked slowly to my bed, took my cellphone and pressed Namjoon's number. I heard a ring in my ear. One time, two times, three times, ... pick it up, I thought.
When there was no answer, I kept repeating my calls. Begging for him to pick it up. I want to hear his voice, want to hear him call my name. Want to know what is the reason for ignoring me all this time.
"Pick it up!! Please!! Talk to me !!", I shouted, sobbing
"Please .... answer jagi", I pleaded pitifully while gripping my body
When there was no answer dozens of times, I screamed in frustration and threw my cellphone across the room. My body hurts so much, my chest is getting tight. I can't breathe, my chest is burning ... why is it this pain?
"Sora~aah ... oh my God, are you okay? Yeobo do something", called my mother who sounded almost crying knocking on my door
"Sora~aah, open the door, dear? I'm sorry ... Sora~aah ...", my father called from behind the door
"Jagiya, did you really leave me?
Did you really give up on me?
Why does it have to be like this?
We'll find a way out again ...
we always find a way out .... ", I thought
I felt my body fall off the bed.
"Oh my God, Sora ... please open the door", my mother sobbed as she kept knocking
"As you said, jagiya ...
When we don't find a way,
Then we will draw a map,
The whole new map, ..... ", I thought
A knock turned into a continuous bang on my door.
So tight, I can't breathe, why does it hurt so much ... what does it feel like when your loved one leaves you?
*slam
I faintly saw the door slam open with a deafening sound, then my father and mother dashed into the room with hysterical screams.
"Oh my God, Sora !! Get up, son! please wake up !?", my mother screamed
"Sora ~ aah, wake up! I'm sorry, please forgive me... wake up dear...", my father's voice
I was gasping for breath, and then I felt my consciousness slowly disappear.
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Hi ARMY, sorry the chapter is short, soon this story will be finished. What do you think about the story so far? Is it gonna be a happy ending or sad ending?
Stay safe and stay gold as always,
Borahae 💜💜💜