She didn't cry.
She wanted to but she was numb. Deprivation of sensation was her first defense mechanism. She liked to be in control of whatever emotion she felt and to appear tough so no one could break her.
She stepped out of her car, locked it, and walked towards the dock. She took out her phone and pressed its button. The picture of the lock screen ripped her wounded heart even wider.
57 missed calls.
31 text messages
She turned off her phone and pocketed it again. She lay on her back, facing the twilight sky. The wind was kind of harsh, slapping her tired face. She had driven around the city before she got here.
A chuckle came out of her for being so foolish. Whatever happened between her and Jimin did seem too good to be true. In a short amount of time she was lulled by the beauty of a stranger to the point she lost grip on herself.
She closed her eyes pleading to every cell in her body to heal faster.
Disappointed.
Anger.
Sadness.
They were fused into one.
There was a tiny part of her that wanted to crawl back to Jimin no matter what, to hear her explanation, to beg her to leave that guy- whoever he was for her.
She was once told by her psychiatrist that screaming could help, but she had no desire to do it.
Her pager beeped signaling someone paged her. She sighed at the emergency code. She wanted time for herself but then again people 'owned' her. She had to serve them no matter what.
She stood up. She was making her way to her car when she saw an old tree on her way.
The poor tree became the target of her fists.
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Minjeong quickened her steps towards the emergency. She hid her hands inside her jacket. It stung more but it was better than it was before everybody made a fuss about it.
"Someone page me emergency, where is it?" She asked the nurse at the nurse station.
"Here's your emergency," Aeri folded her arms on her chest. Minjeong frowned and threw her a glare. She wasn't up for Aeri's game- whatever it was. At the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of her tan friend walking closer to her.
"I'm serious, where's my patient?" She urged the nurse.
"I- I don't know doctor, as far as I know we have no chest trauma tonight," the young man answered. "There's no consultation for you either."
"I told you I'm your emergency." Aeri stated easily. "Where have you been?" She rested her arm on the table.
"I don't have time for this, Uchinaga Aeri!" She was about to stomp out when Aeri tweaked her elbow, effectively preventing her from moving forward. The general surgeon dragged her to trauma room number 3 as she closed the door and window in a swift movement.
"Jimin is worried sick about you!" She hissed at the short doctor. "Where have you been?!"
"I'm going to say it once and I'm not going to repeat myself. Mind your own business." She empathized with each word harshly.
"She called me, sobbing, and choking on her tears, asking whether I know where you are. Don't you care about her?!" She pressed her voice but it was getting harder since Minjeong was too stubborn.
"DOES SHE EVEN CARE ABOUT ME?!" Minjeong yelled, Aeri smothered her mouth with reflex.
"Don't yell," she said lowly. "There are people outside," she reminded her. "Let's talk properly, okay? I'm going to release you now. Don't do anything stupid and draw attention." She slowly freed her grip.
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Fanfiction"The whole idea was a mess, in fact it was stupid. To get married with someone who's practically a stranger to me was already an absurd concept. But having a child with her was another level of ridiculousness." - Kim Minjeong - [ Winrina Adaption ]...
