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Zia breathed shakily, not knowing if she should believe what she's seeing. Her legs unconsciously stepped back, making her back hit the door behind her. She bit her lip trying hard to swallow the lump forming inside her throat as the salty liquid pooled in her eyes.

"N-no" she whispered.

Her body slid down against the door and she sat on the floor. Her hands were trembling as she covered her mouth to suppress any sound of whimpering. But failed.

She was struggling. Having this internal battle, trying to figure out how and when things got this messy. Her voice cracked as was one more step closer to having a huge meltdown. This time it felt like tons and tons of weight was put on her. She felt like drowning in the never ending cruelty. And losing herself with each breath that escaped her body. As if she wouldn't be able to make it this time.

The tears flowed like a never ending river that emerges from the top of the mountains and merges with the ocean. But never really losing its existence, just changing its form.
Pain. It was the pain, she'd call it now.

....

"Zia?" Jungkook came back from the Crimson HQ building "Are you home?"

No one responded.

Jungkook thought she wasn't at home. He was himself tired. Even though its still near 4:30 in the afternoon. He came back early today.

He ordered one of the maids to get him a strong black coffee and sat himself on the couch. His hands subconsciously pulled out his phone. A force of habit. Scrolling through random things on his phone, he felt a presence near him.

"Sir, your coffee" the maid said.

Jungkook nodded firmly, not sparing a glance at her. She placed the cup on the table in front of him and was just about to leave when something struck her head.

"Sir, Zia madam hasn't left her room since morning. She didn't even eat her breakfast and lunch." the maid said.

"She's in her room?" he asked. The maid nodded. "Okay. I'll see her" he said and dismissed the maid.

...

Her eyes became red and swollen from crying. Her knees were folded close to her chest and her arms hugged her body.She couldn't calm down even she tried to and wanted to. She wasn't in control of her mind. Her body was taking over.

If this was true, living is going to be atleast a million times harder than before. And she'd had enough. She didn't have more strength to continue this. Not like this.

What did I do?

He wasn't different. He was...one of them.

Everything is over.

Zia was breaking piece by piece earlier. But this time, it felt like a huge fall. She was broken in a way nobody can ever fix. She hated this. She hated herself for believing. She hated herself for not being cold. She hated herself for thinking that not everyone is bad. She hated herself for having a beautiful body. She just hated herself for everything.

....

"Zia?" Jungkook knocked on the door.

"Open up. I know you're in there." He said.

No response.

"Zia open the door." He said sternly.

No response.

"Fine. I'm coming in." He said and twisted the door knob.

He stepped inside and his eyes gaped all across the room, just to find that there was no one. But the maid said she's in her room. Strange.

Jungkook stopped when he looked at the bathroom door. She might be in the bathroom. He sat on the bed, waiting for her.

2 minutes. She didn't come...

5 minutes. She didn't come...

10 minutes. She didn't come...

Not even a sound...

Jungkook stood up and went near the bathroom door.

"Zia?" he called.

"Are you there?" He asked.

"..."

"I'm opening the door." He informed and grasped the door knob.

Jungkook opened the door, his eyes almost popped out of his skull at the scene before him.

"Zia!!" He rushed to her.

She was lying on the floor with a dark red liquid around her wrist. Not wanting to waste any time, Jungkook carried her out.

....

Jungkook waited outside Zia's room. A doctor and a nurse were inside checking her and making sure she was fine.

"Where is she?" A voice entered Jungkook's ears. The male sounded worried and in a hurry.

Jungkook lifted his head, Jimin stood there. Concern written all over his face.

"Where is Zia?" He asked again.

"Uh there." Jungkook pointed at the room "the doctor is still examining her." He told Jimin.

"Now will you tell me what exactly happened? You just said Zia hurted herself." Jimin said. His voice sounded deep. He doesn't like any sick joke when it comes to Zia.

"I don't know what's wrong with her. She was unconscious when I found her, and she had cut her wrist." The younger male said staring nowhere but straight at the wall.

Jimin frowned. His Zia wouldn't do that. She would never do that. Something must be very wrong.

Right when Jimin was going to say something, the door opened revealing the doctor followed by a nurse.

"Kim Zia?" The doctor asked to know if they were with her.

"Yes" Jimin said and stepped forward. "How's she?"

The doctor, doctor Choi- his batch read, glanced at Jungkook before answering.

"No need to worry, the cut wasn't that deep. And she probably fainted due to the high fever and weakness. She's fine now and the baby is also fine." he said.

Jimin sighed in relief. But something hit his head quite hard, leaving him perplexed. Jungkook too looked confused.

"B-baby?" Jimin asked, hoping that he had misheard something.

"Uh yes baby. She didn't tell you? She's pregnant." the doctor said.

"Can we meet her?" Jungkook spoke suddenly.

"Sure. Take care of her, make sure she takes her medications and eats proper food. That's necessary for her and the child's health that's developing inside her." the doctor said. He smiled and patted Jimin's shoulder before leaving.

...

Zia's sat on the bed. The doctor left after checking her. The first thing she noticed when she woke up was that she woke up. She didn't wanted to. She made it, when she wasn't supposed to.

How will Jimin react? I hurted him.

Zia said nothing. Not a single word. Even when the doctor wanted to know how she was feeling. She didn't utter anything.

She had wished for her life to end. But no. It had to continue. It had to make living more miserable than it already was. All of this was like a long train, that had no end and stopped nowhere.

....

Jimin was lost in his deep thoughts. He didn't know this. Nobody knew this.

Jungkook himself was taken aback. How did this happen? And when? She was looked just fine to him the past few days. Then how?
As he was going to open the door of the room, someone gripped his hand, stopping Jungkook from doing anything. Jimin.

Jungkook looked up from the door handle, and met Jimin's peircing gaze. Jimin clearly wasn't having it. His jaw was clenched and his grip around Jungkook's hand only got tighter.

"Jeon, you bastard!" Jimin growled, moving forward getting a firm hold of his collar.

Jungkook didn't fight back. Jimin's concern was genuine.

"Jimin lis-"

"No!" The older one shouted, not caring if they're in a hospital or anything "You listen! If anything she does to herself, I'll make sure you suffer. You did it to her o-"

"Jimin listen!" Now Jungkook shouted pushing him away "I didn't do anything to her. I don't know how all of this happened. I came to know just now, with you."

"Fucking liar" Jimin spat, ready to throw hands at the other one.

But before things get more heated, few of the hospital staff pulled them away from each other.

"Sir please. Its a hospital." One of the men said.

Jimin's glare at Jungkook seemed deathly. As if he was ready to kill him any moment spared to him. Jungkook too glared back at Jimin. He didn't do anything. Then who did?

Jimin headed to the room where Zia was. Jungkook didn't follow. He'd give them some time that both of them need together.

"Zi" Jimin called softly. All of his rage vanished at the sight of Zia sitting on the hospital bed looking out of the window.

Zia turned her head when she heard her name being called. She didn't say anything, just stared at Jimin.
He looked at her with a small smile.

As the distance between them lessened, Zia's glassy eyes got clearer. Her body looked weak. The tears felt like acid to her.

"...Jimin..." She managed to say.

"Are you crazy? That's how you show your love to people? Do you know how much I was scared? Did I offer so little comfort that you couldn't talk to me?" Jimin said, tears brimming his eyes.

Zia shook her head, letting the tears slide.

"No Jimin. I'm sorry. I...I just..I-"

Jimin hugged her.

"When I say I love you, I mean it. Are you really that stupid to not understand?" He said crying along with her.

"I'm sorry" Zia said "Jimin...but I can't take it. I-I can't do this anymore. I'm done fighting. I'm not your...champion." She spoke while sobbing.

Jimin kissed her on top of her head.

"Shh. Don't say that. We're together in this, always. I'm here for you. Remember we promised to never give up?" He said reminding her of their promise that they gave each other years ago.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"Don't apologize, its not your fault. but don't you dare scare me like that again." Jimin said taking her hand in his.

Within a few minutes, Jimin managed to calm her down. They heard the door clicking open.

Jungkook came in. His expression was calm. He stared at Jimin then shifted his gaze to his right, to Zia.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. His tone wasn't soft but wasn't cold either. It somewhere in between.

Zia didn't bother to say anything, just nodded. Jungkook sighed and sat on the chair that was placed next to her bed.

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