The Last Hope Of Happiness

Chapter 43

"you dumb girl just wanna make us apart ." Jhope said and went behind Yoongi

Yn's pov

I was deeply hurt my  so called brothers words . The weight of his words was too much for a little girl to bear.

The sting of his words lingers like a relentless ache, a constant reminder of the fracture that now mars our once unbreakable bond.

Each syllable uttered by my brother cuts deeper than any physical wound, carving into the very fabric of my being and leaving behind scars that may never fully heal.

His words are a bitter pill to swallow, poisoning the well of affection that once flowed freely between us. "I don't like you," he said, his voice devoid of the warmth and familiarity I had grown accustomed to.

Each syllable felt like a dagger to the heart, tearing apart the fragile threads of trust that bound us together.

The pain is suffocating, engulfing me in a suffocating embrace that leaves me gasping for air.

How could they  say such things?

How could they turn his back on the sister who had just entered his life ? The questions swirl endlessly in my mind, but the answers remain elusive, hidden behind a veil of confusion and disbelief.

I replay the moment over and over again in my mind, searching for clues, for signs that could have warned me of the impending storm.

But there are none, only the echoes of his words ringing in my ears like a haunting refrain. "I don't like you."

"You are such a bitch."

I try to rationalize his words, to find solace in the notion that perhaps they were spoken in haste, fueled by anger or frustration.

But deep down, I know the truth. His words were a reflection of his true feelings, a declaration of his indifference towards me.

The realization is like a punch to the gut, leaving me reeling and vulnerable.

How could I have been so blind? How could I have failed to see the cracks forming in the foundation of our relationship? But what about the relationship was it ever began within ourselves.

Guilt washes over me like a tidal wave, threatening to drag me under its relentless tide.

I find myself questioning everything, doubting every beautiful moment, which was not so beautiful moments (sad chuckle ) every whispered secret. ?

I long to confront them , to demand answers, to force them to acknowledge the pain they have  inflicted upon me.

But the fear of rejection holds me back, trapping me in a suffocating prison of silence and solitude.

And so, I carry the weight of their words like a burden too heavy to bear, each step heavier than the last as I navigate the treacherous terrain of our fractured relationship.

But through the tears and the heartache, a flicker of hope remains, a glimmer of light in the darkness that whispers of redemption and reconciliation.

For deep down, I refuse to believe that our bond is beyond repair, that the love i once longed for is lost forever before even beginning.

And so, I cling to that hope with every fiber of my being, praying that one day, they  will come to realize the depth of my love and the pain of his betrayal.

Until then, I will wait, my heart bruised but unbroken, longing for the day when we can once be brothers and sister in more than just name alone.

After sometime yn was still crying.
We need to understand that not all people in our lives are capable of standing up for themselves, fighting for themselves but this doesn't mean that they are just too weak to even fight .

what if they were put into this condition, what if they were raised like this ? What if they were forced to follow the orders of the elders even if you absolutely hate it ? What If you are practically raised on one statement

"You just have to follow my orders even if you don't like it cause I know what's better for you ."

  Many times situations play an important role in the decisions one takes . speaking of how can you fight and stand for yourself when you are so weak and recovering from a nearly death experience.

Wont it be traumatizing for a little girl .

Recovering from injuries is often a challenging journey, both physically and emotionally.

The support of family can make all the difference during this time of healing.

Physically, the body may be in pain, mobility might be limited, and everyday tasks can become arduous.

But having family members who provide practical assistance, whether it's helping with chores, preparing meals, or accompanying to medical appointments, can greatly alleviate the burden.

It's not just about physical healing but also about coping with the psychological toll of the injury.

Family support plays a crucial role in boosting morale, providing comfort, and offering a listening ear during moments of frustration or despair.

Moreover, the presence of family members can serve as a constant reminder that one is not alone in their journey.

Knowing that there are people who care deeply and are rooting for their recovery can instill a sense of hope and motivation to push through the challenges.

Ultimately, the journey of recovering from injuries is a testament to the resilience of both the body and the spirit.

And with the unwavering support of family by one's side, the road to recovery becomes a little less daunting and a lot more manageable.

But what in the case of yn ? How will you recover when most of your family members hate you and even if you don't consider them your family still you have to deal with them daily being under the same roof .

Firstly the pain caused by the wounds then the emotional pain caused by your own  family and then aditional to this you have your past to haunt the gell out of you .

"Ynahhhhhh" a sweet voice was heard across the corridor making her wipe her tears quickly and pulling herself together

"Ne oppa ." She said

"My dear baby did you have your medicines?" Jin asked sweetly

She was about to answer when jin said

"Wait did you cried ." He asked with narrow eyes .

"Is it hurting?"

"Wait are your bandages tight and hurting you."

"Is it paining you to  much ?"

"Should I call appa ?"

"Should I call the doctor?"

"Oppa ."

"Oppa."

"My dear innocent oppa listen to me ." She said holding his cheeks

"why would I cry oppa i am absolutely fine ." Yn said

"And it's not paining at all so don't worry ." Yn said and pecked his cheeks gently

But being her brothers ........