Yoon

Today was the last day I'm in the hospital because tomorrow I'm gonna be discharged. Finally! I feel so suffocated here. For about a month I've staying here and I'm finally going out.

I was alone right now since Jungkook need to go back to wash up and stuff. He's been skipping school ever since I got in here. What a loyal ass. I chuckled at his silliness for being a fool when I said I lost my memory. Wow, that bastard really is no joke. He'd cried a lot though.

"Good morning, Miss Kim. How are you today?"

My thoughts snapped away when I heard a nurse came in and greet me politely. I smile.

"Great. I can't wait to get out of here."

I said. She giggled at me and ruffled my hair. We've been close enough since I'm awake though.

"Be patient, tough girl."

She said as she check on my medical chart and IV drop or something whatever it called. Then she examined my arms. Well, it's getting better though. Just that it's suffocating not to get move a lot.

"Oh, I got something for you."

She pulled out an envelope from her pocket and hand it to me. I frowned in confusion when I saw the white envelope with my name on it. I took it from her.

"There's a girl told me pass this to you."

"Is she still here?"

"I don't know. I think she won't be any far by here."

I quickly stood up despite my left leg being bandaged, I know who she is. The nurse tried to stop me but I insist that I need to meet her. I was limping with my walk while finding her with the letter on my hand.

At the hallway, I saw a familiar figure walking towards the exit door. Great!

"Yah, Yoo Haera!"

I called. She stopped her tracks and turned around facing me. I walked towards her. She was okay, I'm relieve.

"Y-Yoon..."

I shoved the letter on her chest as she hold it and look at me. Her eyes welled up with tears, I saw it. I crossed my arms.

"Say it yourself, not just by writing a letter. Don't be a coward."

I said sternly. She clutched on the letter as the tears fall down on her cheeks. She took my hand and put the letter onto my palm as look at me.

"I'm sorry I had to go."

She said as she left quickly. I was about to call her name but then I saw Jungkook bumped into her. He then look at me with his eyes widened as he rushed towards me.

"Yah, are you okay? Did she hurt you?"

I shook my head as I stare at the exit door for awhile. I was scared that she felt suffocated by herself. I don't want her to feel that way. She deserve to be happy. I still remember when I save her from being hit by a car. Her face were bruised and there's a lot of hickeys covering her neck. She look awful.

I clutched on the letter in frustration. I hate that the fact I love her as a friend even after what happened. I hate that I can't hate her completely. I hate that she made me worried about her no matter where she was.

"Live well... Yoo Haera."

I mumbles under breath as I heaved a relief sigh. Jungkook look at me in worried.

"Are you really okay? Should I call the doctor? Aigoo, that bitch. Isn't she satisfied with what she'd done?"

He nagged. I flashed a bitter smile to him. I could feel my eyes welled up with tears as I lowered my head.

"Yah, are you crying? Did she really do anything to you? Tell me, I'll get her now."

I hold his forearm as I sobs hardly. He pat my back.

"Yah~"

"Jungkook-ah, I feel so suffocated. I feel like throwing up right now."

He carried me in bridal style which makes me startled a bit. He ran to my ward and place me in front of the toilet bowl in the bathroom. Immediately, I throw up. A lot. I think I throw up everything I've ate for like a week. He massage my nape.

"Aigoo, aigoo. You always throw up whenever you felt suffocated. Tch!"

He nagged while patting my back and massaging my nape alternatively. I kept throwing up as much as I can just to made the suffocated feeling away.

"Oh? What happened to my Yoon?"

I heard my dad asked from outside as he came in to the bathroom and sat beside me. I waved my hand toward him and shook my head.

"She felt suffocated."

Jungkook answered as he continue to massaged my nape. My dad sighed heavily as he pat my shoulder.

"You're just like your brother. Throwing up whenever you felt suffocated."

I nodded a little and shoo him out. He let out a small chuckle as he went out. I stopped throwing up and look at my dad.

"Dad, you can leave already! I'm fine. Just-"

I started throwing up again. Aigoo, what the hell happened to me? I just felt suffocated not food poisoning or something. What the fuck.

"Aigoo. How can I leave when my daughter is throwing up a lot like this?"

He said from the door frame. I shoo him with my hand and throw up before I stop.

"You have works to do. Hurry and go on. Jungkook is here. I'll be fine."

I pant as I throw up another round. This is crazy. I never throw up this much. Gosh. What a waste for the foods that I ate.

"Aigoo, okay then. If you insist. I'll come back."

I waved my hand toward him and shook my head frantically.

"Ah, it's okay. You don't have to come. She'll be fine with me. Besides, you're busy with works. I'll take care of her very well."

Jungkook helped me to answer him. Good thing he understand me. I heard my dad sighed heavily as he went in the bathroom once again and pat my back.

"Don't forget to eat. I've brought a lot of cereal and breads. You like it, right? I'll leave first. Take care of her, Jungkook."

"Yea, Mr Kim. I will."

He then left the ward as I stopped throwing up. Finally. I pant hardly as I flushed away everything that I'd vomited. I sit on the floor. Jungkook pull out a paper toilet paper and wipe my mouth with a cringe in his face.

"Aigoo, this disgusting girl. What the hell will you do without me? Aigoo."

My eyes hooded while looking at him and pant hardly. He tuck my hair behind my ears and sighed.

"Yah, Jungkook-ah."

I called with my voice turned raspy and I felt my throat hurt a lot from vomiting a lot. He look at me.

"I'm hungry."

He give me a look and sighed heavily as I smile cheekily toward him.

"Brush your teeth first, rascal. Aigoo, dirty little ass."

He nagged as he stood up and took my toothbrush and put some toothpaste before handing it to me. I brushed my teeth as fast as I could. After that, he brought me out of the bathroom and sit me on the bed. I saw a big plastic bag on the table as my eyes sparkled.

"Yah, I want cereal and a lot of milks."

Jungkook give out a lame face to me as he glared at me. I just gave out a cheeky smile to him.

"You'll have breads on lunch and dinner, okay?"

"Dude, how can I grow up with just breads?"

"You don't even like rice. What a weird little shit we have here."

I rolled my eyes to him and scoffed. He can be annoying at times like this. Super annoying and nagged like an ahjumma.

"My brother preferred breads than rice."

"That's your brother. You shouldn't follow him."

"But he grow up tall and handsome. I almost fall in love with him."

"Still, you have to eat rice though so that you'll be tall and beautiful."

"Am I not beautiful now?"

"Yeah, you're ugly as fuck."

He scoffed as he prepared the cereal and milk into a bowl. I rolled my eyes to him in annoyance and sigh.

"If hyung was here, he'll beat your ass up that you can't sit for a month."

"Then I'll fuck his sister so that she can't walk for a month."

"Yah!"

"What, what, what, what?! Stop talking, bastard and eat this. Tch!"

He shoved me the bowl as I took it carefully, not to spill the milk. He sit on the chair and play with his phone.

"Yah, you don't want to eat?"

"I've eat just now."

I rolled my eyes. He's practically bad in lying. How can he even live though? His life is full of honesty but he don't even know that the world is full of lies. Innocent bastard. I took out a bread and throw it to him.

"Stop lying and eat that, asshole. I don't want you to lay beside me with a lot of wires all over your body."

"Yah! It didn't kill if I skip my breakfast."

I glared at him as he open the plastic and eat the bread in anger. I grin to him as I eat my cereal. He saw me grinning as he rolled his eyes.

"What are you even grinning?"

He frowned. I shoved another spoonful of cereal in my mouth and munch it before I answer him.

"You look cute when you're angry."

I teased. He rolled his eyes and continue to eat the bread while playing with his phone. I look at the cereal that were soak in the milk. Suddenly feeling a bit lost of appetite. And I think Jungkook notice that I stopped eating.

"Why?"

I look at him as I placed the bowl on the table and sigh while fiddling with my fingers. He stood up and place his phone beside the bowl before he sit beside me.

"Yah, what did Haera said to you that you throw up a lot just now? That was the first time I've saw you vomit that much."

I look in my hospital outfit pocket and took out the letter that Haera gave to me before I open it and unfold the paper.

I know I've messed up with you a lot, Yoon. I'm sorry for doing that. I was just trying to find a true love. A love that truly for me and I only saw you. You helped me in every hard times I had. I don't know what happened to me while I kissed you. I was so desperate and I'm sorry for doing that. But you shouldn't have worry about that anymore. I'm leaving Korea to somewhere, where no one finds me. I need some times.

I know you're wondering why I got hickeys and bruises in my face a lot. I was once raped by him. I was locked in a hotel room for days being his sex toy. I was so scared that I don't know what I'm doing when I pushed you away that day on the road. I'm sorry, Yoon. Please forgive me. Also, I apologize to Jeon Jungkook. Please thank him for being a good boyfriend. I hope he find someone that was million times better than me.

Sincerely, Yoo Haera.

"Pft! I don't have to find a better girl when you're zillion times better than her. Tch, lesbian."

I hit his arm hardly and glared at his immature statement. God, please. He cringed his face to me while rubbing his arm. I clutched into the letter in my hand when she said she was once again raped by her boyfriend. That motherfucker. If I find him, I'm gonna fucking slaughter him. Tch.

"Yah! Stop staring at the letter. You look creepy."

I glared at him as he was taken aback a little. He sighed and pat my shoulder before he took the letter and torn it apart.

"Forget about all this, okay? She'll be okay. Don't worry."

"She's your ex-girlfriend though."

"Just an ex. I already got you."

"Am I a second choice?"

"You're always my first."

To Be Continued