Lisa's POV

"Right," I answered, pulling my hands out of Jungkook's grasp. My eyes locking into my mom's.

At this point, I can't even think about how I feel for Jungkook but be bothered by my relationship with my Mom.

Why does she have to keep on insisting on me getting married to Bambam even though she already met Jungkook? I mean, she thinks we're together even though we aren't but she's still adamant into me getting married to someone else.

I was startled when I felt a hand on my cheeks and realizes that Jungkook was wiping my tears away.

I didn't even notice I was already crying.

"I'm tired," I told them. "Can I skip the meal and sleep?" I whispered before turning my back not even waiting for any of them to respond, leaving my Mom and Jungkook alone.

With heavy steps, I headed straight to my room and plopped my body in my bed, my other hand reaching for a pillow to cover my face. Once I did, I screamed at the top of my lungs to release my anger and frustration, tears still streaming down my cheeks.

I don't even care if I choke on my own tears. At this point, everything just seemed to be a burden and it's starting to kill every hope that is left within me.

"Why the fuck is life shitty towards me?" I mumbled incoherent words as the pillow covering my face made it harder for my words to be comprehensible.

But who cares, nobody ever listens to me anyway.

At first, I thought everything can still be fixed. Bambam being so stern into not marrying me and the fact that my mom is such a fangirl of Jungkook.

But then my relationship with him went downhill. And all that's left to me is Bambam's consistent pestering of getting out of the engagement.

Does he think I'd like to be in this situation too?

I was startled when I felt my bed shifting on the side a little due to the sudden weight added on it.

"Life is shitty to everyone," I heard Jungkook muttered and my heart did a mini somersault at the sound of his sexy voice.

Not the best time Lisa...

"Situations get shitty because there are things that we can't control in life. But then there are things that we just have to do. It's either you allow it to be further shitty or change it the way it's no longer shitty to you, your call." he stated and a smirked started to form on my lips. I removed the pillow covering my face, my eyes greeted by the ceiling.

"Nice words you got there. Is that why you decided to be shitty towards me? Is that the choice you pick between those two options?" I questioned him and I was greeted by silence.

I have a lot of things to say. I have been keeping this inside for so long that right now, I wanted to release everything not that I want him back but I feel like I needed him to know my part.

"Bambam and I are best friends, you knew that. I have never once seen him more than that and I think he does the same. I'm sure you are slowly understanding the situation but we are being forced to get married by our parents," I told him. The heaviness of my words slowly getting into me.

"I..." he started but he seemed lost for words.

"But you thought I two-timed you with him even after all the things that we shared for almost two years. I guess you didn't fully trust me. Or maybe you don't love me enough," I added before slowly sitting on the bed, my eyes now focused on my hands as I didn't dare to look at him, my own words stinging over my chest.

It's painful. Realizing that the person you love didn't love you enough to trust you, to listen to you.

"Sure I didn't tell you about my engagement and I guess that incident can pass as lying but I wanted to tell you," I told him, my eyes now focusing on his direction.

And he's there, listening to every word like how he should have down a few months ago.

"It was all messed up. I tried to fix it without bringing you in yo this situation but stupid Bambam told my mom about you. Regardless, I can't bear the fact that I will be using you to get out of the engagement. So I still never uttered a word,"

"But I wish you did," he stated and I stared at him with hooded eyes.

"What could you have done? Will you marry me instead?" I asked him. "It's not that simple Jungkook," I told him and he turned his body towards me, reaching both of my hands.

"But you could have at least told me so I can help you think of a way to handle it. We were together. You should have known I will listen to you no matter what."

"That's the point, you will listen. And if you find out, you might do something stupid and I don't like that. I don't like the idea of you getting involved with a problem like that. I don't want you to do things that might go against your will." I stated, my eyes caught the painful glint in his eyes. "I don't like the idea of you doing things because you want life to be easier for me," I finished and he avoided my glance.

"You're not the one to decide for me, Lisa. It's not just you in our relationship. There's the two of us. If you're in trouble, I will put myself on the same trouble if that's what it takes to keep you by my side," he stated and I felt my chest tightening.

"We wasted eleven months..." he whispered and a weird laugh escaped my lips. His eyes locking back to mine once again.

"Because we're both stupid. I'm stupid because I keep on hurting you-"

"And I'm stupid because I protected my own feelings first instead of listening to you when you were trying to reach out to me," he finished and a smile came across to both our faces.

"Shouldn't we call ourselves stupid bunnies?" I told him and she chuckled.

"Bunny couple sounded better to my ears actually," he stated and my cheeks flushed at his words. The fact that he had our hands intertwined isn't helping either. The way his eyes lock into mine makes my heart go crazy and I swear I haven't had this feeling for so long.

"We broke up. You broke up with me," I stated.

"I know, and I regret it so much I'm willing to beg on my knees so you would take me back Lisa," he stated, the pain in his voice could be recognized by my now fragile heart.

"I don't know..." I stated. The problem I'm currently facing with my family still holding me back.

"Everything is still a mess Jungkook. And I'm not sure if it would be right for is to be back together when I'm not even sure how everything will turn out," I released my hands from being intertwined with his before cupping his cheeks. "You don't deserve to be in this kind of situation. And I don't want everything to be harder for you," I added.

"Are you forgiving me for being a jackass towards you?" he stated and I puckered my lips forward.

I know I shouldn't forgive him easily but I know we were both at fault. I messed it up the same way.

"Stop pouting like that if you don't want your mom to come into us making out as she did earlier," he started teasing and I felt my cheeks burning by the thought of it so I released my hands on his cheeks but he pulled me towards him, engulfing me with a hug.

My eyes closed in an instant.

"I miss you..." I can't help but whisper and I felt his arms tightened over me.

"I miss you too. And I'm sorry for being so stupid taking this long for me to realize that I can't make it without you..." he whispered and I felt him burying his face on the crook of my neck.

"I love you so much baby, the past eleven months of my life feels like hell," he added.

We stayed like this for God knows how long but I don't have the heart to release him. I'm afraid that if I did, I will lose him once again and I don't think I can still survive even another day without him.

"Lisa, do you trust me?" he asked before pulling away from me a little, his hands cupping my cheeks once again.

A smile came across my lips.

"I do but I'll trust you even more if give me a quick peck on the lips," I told him and a sly smirk immediately crosses his face so my cheeks blushed even more.

"My baby seemed to miss me more huh?" he started teasing but gave me a peck on the lips otherwise.

"Lisa, we only have one choice left now. If we want to be together, we need to do this with each other. You are not alone. I am here," he stated and I understood.

After wiping my tear-stained cheeks, we both stood up hand in hand as we headed out of the door.

This time, I'm no longer afraid. I turned my head towards his direction and he gave me a reassuring smile.

"I love you," he whispered making my heart leap out of my chest.

Sometimes I wonder if everyone who loves someone feels the same when being told of those words. Because it feels like this feeling I have for this isn't normal.

"I love you too..." I whispered back before we opened the door out of my room so we can face our family.

This time, I felt calmer. Because I have him.

The person I love...