HIGHEST RANKING IN ARRANGED MARRIAGE #1
HIGHEST RANKING IN BLACKPINK #2
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"I have 3 rules for you Park Chae-, or should I now say Jeon Chaeyoung:" he said"
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Park Chaeyoung is a woman that strives perfection, Jeon Jungkook is a man tha...
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Chaeyoung PoV
For the past week he's been on my mind. No matter how hard I try to rid my thoughts. I can't help it. I love him.
But I refuse to let my emotions consume me.
Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don't know how you ever lived without them...
My dad told me that once.
Sometimes people walk into your life, making it brighter, but then walk right out. Causing you to realise, you never really needed them in the first place.
But I need him.
He became my safe place.
He became my home.
I've been living with Jungkook's grandmother, the only time I've met her was at the wedding but somehow being around makes me feel safe and comfortable.
I'm currently sitting on a bench in her very big garden full of beautiful plants and flowers : roses, tulips, dandelions you name it.
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It's been almost 3 weeks since the miscarriage, everyday I feel myself getting better. But just when I believe I'm okay, it's like my subconscious forcefully reminds me of the tragic moment. The tragic moments, that have consumed my life.
I haven't spoken to Jungkook since the last time I saw him, this is the longest I've been away from him since our wedding.
He called and messaged me the first 3 days but I never answered nor replied, then he just stopped.I don't blame him, I don't want him to waste his time on me, I'm not worth it. Since I've entered his life he's always trying to help me, save me, and I love him for it. But he does t deserve it.
He deserves somebody better.... better than me. Better than this. I'm fucked up.
I hold my phone in my hands as my fingers tap against the screen... should I call him? No I can't. The whole point I'm staying away from him is for him.
I let out a frustrated breathe.
"Feeling any better?"
It's like my emotions given in when I hear the sound that I craved
My eyes meet his and suddenly nothing else matters, I get up about to walk towards him who is 3 steps always from me. But I stop. This isn't what I am suppose to be doing, this isn't what I'm suppose to be feeling.
Instead I stand still in my spot. Frozen. Afraid if I let myself any closer to him I'll melt.
