Novelistá (Park Jimin Fanfiction)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

"Do you know why I never go to my hometown?" Seokjin whispered lowly, face remained expressionless as he stared at something. Just by hearing his voice thundered a twisting pain inside me that I couldn’t explain.

He seemed distant although he’s just near me. He looked sad,damaged, broken and felt betrayed. His expression said so, and it's making my heart dropped to my stomach at the sight.

I never in a million years wanted to see him being so shattered. His smiles always makes me happy every morning, and thinking about the idea of not seeing it anymore, it hurts me.

But why does he look so sorrowful and disheartened?

My eyebrows knotted, glancing at my side only to see a tombstone—but I couldn't see the name written on it, and just took a glimpse at Seokjin who was holding a small twig of the tree.

"It's because I promised myself to go back to my mother as a successful man, and not as a failure." Seokjin took a deep breath before looking at me making me startled.

"Can you help me?" His eyes moistened, getting teary as his eyes locked with mine. I could've sworn my heart has shattered into a million pieces.

My lips parted, wanting to say something but I couldn't utter out a single word. As if a lump was on my throat, preventing me to say something to him. I was speechless and I don’t have any idea why I couldn’t talk when I wanted to.

"I guess not..." He chuckled bitterly and my heart electrocuted once again. I couldn’t breathe at all. Why do I feel like it'll be the last time I'll ever speak to him?

A tear rolled down my eyes as he looked back to the tombstone. Why couldn’t I speak? I want to talk to you, Seokjin.

"You were too late."

I squeaked but he seemed like he couldn't hear it. He looked at me for the one last time, giving me his pouty smile before he hissed making me startle.

"O-Oppa!" I choked out some words, trying to get near him but he just got farther away from me, vanishing slowly into a speck of dust.

Tears streamed down my face, sobbing and calling out for him but he doesn't seem to hear me. I halted, looking around to see I was on the side road. My eyes narrowed at the familiar building nearby, only to see the coffee shop.

"Why am I here?" I shuddered, shivers shot up in my spine.

"You've been irritating me a lot lately." I heard a voice, and turned around to see someone straddling a man underneath him.

They were right behind me the whole time yet I didn't notice making me back away and gasped, covering my mouth.

"How dare you get so close to mi amor." The man on top hissed while the ma underneath continue to straggle his way out of his grasp.

Mi amor?

The man on top chuckled bitterly. "I guess I need you to meet hell's God first."

My eyes widened as I saw him lifting the knife he was holding making me scream in terror, and closed my eyes tightly.

There was silence, and my body trembled in horror.

"Jihyo!"

The next thing I knew when I opened my eyes, I was already running, panting for air as I tried to run after someone. And that someone was the man who straddled and killed someone a while ago. I stopped my tracks, staring as he gripped a familiar figure by his arms and just glided him on the ground.

"Help me, Jihyo!" A pleading and frightened tone called from behind as I looked to see the tombstone again.

My heart pounded against my chest like crazy, only then I realized I was back to the place where Seokjin talked to me awhile ago. My eyes lowered down slowly, to see the name written. And to my horror, Seokjin's name was written there.

KIM SEOKJIN

1992-2018

Rest In Peace

__________________________

I screamed, sitting up as sweat formed on my forehead, and panting heavily as I tried to gasped some air.

"Seokjin—" I choked, tears falling down again while my chest tightened, clutching it with my hand. "Why—"

I gasped, feeling suffocated as I looked around the place and forgetting having a sleep over in Aleyna's place. I panted, grasping for some air to breathe and clasped my hands around my neck. Why is this happening to me?

Aleyna who was beside me, sat up abruptly. "Jihyo? Are you okay?"

I couldn't answer her as I was petrified by my dreams, and let my tears just stream down my cheeks, letting out a loud sob. I sniffed, breathing in and out and feeling the burning sensation on my chest. I cannot breathe at all as my dream continue to replay in my mind.

Why did I dream about Seokjin Oppa?

I took a glimpse behind me, making Aleyna's eyes bulge out from his sockets in surprise.

"What happened?" Aleyna yelped, pulling me in her embrace and patting my back to comfort me.

I sobbed, tugging her shirt before slamming my fist to my chest to ease the gnawing and agonising pain that I'm feeling.

"My heart can't handle it anymore." I whimpered, inhaling sharply and cried my heart out to content.

It's been 2 days since Jin's death, and I didn't even dare visit his funeral until he was buried. Heck I didn't even know how his funeral was held. All I knew was that it was held in his mother's house, in Gwacheon—where Jin's hometown is.

The guilt inside me was eating me out. I wanted to visit him, but I couldn't even face him yet. I couldn't accept his death after all.

Seokjin's death was too painful for me. It shattered my heart into a million pieces, especially when I saw his corpse lying down near the coffee shop. I couldn't even forget his face when he was there lying on the ground, lifeless. How his pouty lips became the color of purple, face so pale with his body covered with dried blood.

What was the dream about?

Does he want to say something to me through my dreams?

Was he trying to convey something?