THE WEIGHT

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Why must he close his eyes?

Because of that, I couldn't talk to him anymore, nor see him smile. He's like simply gone now.

I tiredly rubbed my eyes. They were red and puffy for a couple of days already. I was literally crying ever since that terrible night happened. It hurts me so bad thinking about how Jungkook was trying hard to save me. I realised that I owed him my own life. I was really a terrible girlfriend.

"Jenny? You should rest now, my dear."  I suddenly heard Jungkook's mother said to me. I smiled warmly at her and shook my head. "I want to stay here for the night again if you don't mind." I told her and she looked at her husband, that was Jungkook's father. They smiled at me and nodded their heads in approval. My parents also looked at me in concern. Nevertheless, I told them that I would be fine.

With that, they finally walked away along with my other members. They gave me a sad look one last time before finally went out. I gulped and closed my eyes but then a tear escaped from my eye again. The room was quiet and what I could hear was only my silent crying and Jungkook's heart monitor. 

Yes, he survived the night. The doctor said that his head got hit pretty terribly but Jungkook was still alive. However, the doctor couldn't even predict when Jungkook would be awake. We were told that Jungkook may be in a coma for a really long time. Other than that, he just got a few other bruises here and there,

I sat down on the chair beside the bed. I stared at him and started to think about the same thing like I did every other day, that this was all my fault. I was the one who made Jungkook like this. If only he didn't come to save me, he may be living a normal life again now. His head won't get bandaged and his right hand won't need a cast.

His body was just lying on the hospital bed for a very long time already. He had never opened his eyes anymore. He was just sleeping. Just being in his own little world. 

I smiled and my lips trembled slightly as my hands went to caress his face. He was wearing the oxygen mask and his breathings were slow and steady.

I missed him a lot.

"Jungkook-ah, when will you wake up? Hm? Everyone misses you." I started to talk, ignoring the fact that I was just actually talking to myself.

"I miss you too.  Our members also told me that they want to see you get better again. " I paused as my tears were falling uncontrollably now. "Jungkook-ah, I need to see you smile again. I want to hear your voice too. Please wake up soon, yeah?" my voice cracked.

"You promised me. You told me that you would never leave me." I held his hand firmly.  I bit my lower lip as I saw no reaction came from him. I sighed and closed my eyes tiredly. "Dear God, please don't take him away from me. There's still a lot of things that I want to do with him. I  want to live happily with him in the future." I pleaded and opened my eyes again. 

I then put my head on the bed and stared at his face. I smiled as I felt my heart warming up at the sight. 

"Please, don't leave me." I whispered softly and slowly drifted off to dreamland.

-

"Oh it's Jenny from BTS!" I smiled at the florist as she giggled happily. She was obviously older than me. Just then, Taehyung came into the shop as well. "Oh my god, Taehyung oppa!" she started to squeal.

I chuckled at her childish behaviour. She's so cute.

"Hey, a