- Chan Mi -
We broke off, officially. He seemed okay with everything. I guess he's feeling fine. I mean he's getting married soon. What could go wrong?
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The whole school was buzzing about their marriage and our break up. There were many rumors but none of them knows the truth. I don't think it's necessary for them to know, right? Everything's over now, you and Jungkook are over. Stop thinking about it.
The bell rang and I walked to class. I was excuses for being late. But it was embarrassing to enter the class alone. I turned and looked at the space beside me.
He'd always be beside me....
No.
Andwae.
I bowed and took a seat at my original seat. But Jungkook wasn't there. He was across the room with Na Eun. I smirked to myself as a tear dropped out unknowingly. My head was spinning and I felt like crying. I can't describe what I'm going through.
"Chan Mi?" Ms Minah called out. I rubbed my eyes and looked up.
"Ne?" I asked.
"Gwenchanayo?" She asked worriedly .
I shook my head and looked down. She thought I was alright but the truth is I'm not.
Someone......save me from myself....
I didn't what got into me.
I took something sharp and started to cut. Blood started oozing out. It wasn't like as if I was stabbed. It was minimal.
- Jungkook -
Stupid mother.
Stupid father.
Stupid family.
Stupid me.
I hate myself.
I hate myself!
Why am I being pushed around and being controlled?
Is it because I'm too nice?
No?
Then, what is it!
Why is it so hard to live my life the way I want? I thought rich kids are suppose to have the best lives anyone could ever imagine but guess what?
There's a boy who's being controlled by his own mother like a puppet.
I'm not okay. But, I guess she is. She looks perfectly fine ....
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"So, where would you like the wedding to be held at?" Eomma asked. I rolled my eyes as Na Eun placed her hands on mine. It reminded me of Chan Mi's touch. So soft, so delicate. But too bad she isn't what I can call "mine" anymore...
"A hotel. A big hotel." Na Eun said with a big smile.
"Perfect!" Eomma agreed. I rolled my eyes and groaned.
"Is there something wrong?" Na Eun's mother asked. I shook my head and yawned. I don't want to be here. I want to be with Chan Mi, as we cuddle and laugh. Not here, discussing about my forced marriage!
I want to die. What's the point of living anyways?
Authors POV
HELLO!!!! It's been a long time since I've update!!!!! Still, it's a short chapter. I can't find myself anytime to do any writing:( But I did today.
DID U GUYS SEE BTS COMEBACK HSJSHAHWBAHAVAJAHBAHAHABAB IM CRYING
~ Channie
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