Reins of Love |PJM| ❌ DISCONTINUED ❌

Chapter 23 🏇

Y/N P.O.V

I groaned as I reached the front door of the house. I bent down and rested my hands on my knees as I breathed out hard. After walking for half an hour from the stables, my legs felt non-existent.

I opened the door and one of the maids passing by saw me and rushed over to me.
" Ms. Kim! Why didn't you ring the bell? I would have opened the door for you! "
" I-its ok. And please, call me Y/N. "
" Alright Y/N, let me help you up the stairs. "

I limped up the stairs with my arm around her shoulder for support.
Darn it, you're such an idiot Y/N!
" Why didn't you return home with Mr. Park? "
" It's nothing, I'm fine. " I say, avoiding the question.

I slowly sat down on my bed and the maid said,
" I'll get your bathwater ready Ms.- I mean Y/N "
I smile as I watch the maid rush into the bathroom.
She's the one that helped me on my first day of arrival here. I can't seem to remember her name..

" The water is ready Y/N! "
I slowly stood up but winced as the pain shot up my leg. I looked down at my ankle and it was swollen and a tad bit red.
UGH now how am I gonna practice?
I don't care, it'll be fine by tomorrow.

The maid returns back and winces when she sees my ankle.
" Oof.. that doesn't look good. Maybe you should take some rest tomorrow Y/N. "
I shake my head and smile,
" No I'll be fine by tomorrow. "

As I limp towards the bathroom with my hand in hers, I took this opportunity to ask her.
" Um.. I can't seem to remember your name.. " I say shyly.
As I put the seat down and sat on the toilet, the maid bowed and smiled.
" I'm Hilda. "

I snap my fingers as the memory of Jimin's mother screaming her name when I first came replayed in my mind.
" Ahhh yes, now I remember. "
" Alright. I'll take my leave now. "
I nod my head and she bows and walks out, closing the door behind her.

I slowly undress and look at myself in the mirror.
Gosh.. I've never looked so glum in my life..
My finger traced along the faint but distinct scars on my stomach traveling to my ribs on the side.

Each scar has a story, and trust me they aren't good ones. The feeling of the scars under my finger brought back memories that I didn't want to remember, so I averted my eyes to the bath tub.

Bubbles!
I smile and limp over to the bathtub. I slowly lower myself into the bubble bath and sigh as the hot water heats up my skin.
I need to relax.. I've been having way too much stress recently.

I sink deeper into the bathtub until my head is completely under water.
I exhaled under the water and as the bubbles left my nose and drifted upwards, I opened my eyes. I regretted my decision immediately and lunged myself upwards.

" DAMN IT AISH AJFKSKWKFOIEF " I yell and cover my eyes with my hands.
I forgot there was soap in the water..
So much for relaxation.
After wiping my eyes and squinting it open to get over the burning sensation, I rest my head on the rim of the bath tub and close my eyes.

I stay like that for half an hour and then decide that I should wrap it up.
I lift myself out of the bathtub and unplug the drain. After all the soap water is gone, I refill the tub with clear water and get back in to wash off all the soap.

After I'm done, I wrap myself with my towel and limp into my bedroom. I flinch when I see an unexpected person sitting on my bed.