Mariella's POV
I was walking in that jungle. There was no one around me. So much peace surrounded me. What was I even doing here? Where was Jungkook? Wasn't I with him? How am I here?
There were too many thoughts in my head. I kept on walking. "Ouch...", I winced in pain as a thorn got stuck in my feet.
I sat there groaning in pain. What was I doing even here? I couldn't help the tears falling from my eyes.
"Why are you crying baby?" I heard a voice. It was coming from behind me.
"Yoongi...", words left my mouth as I found him standing there before me.
"Yes I'm here. After all you cried, I had to come."
"Why does it even matter? And what are you doing here?" I spat. I despise this man so much, yet he keeps coming back to me again and again.
He didn't say anything and just came closer to me. "What are you doing?" I asked as he sat before me bending his leg.
He didn't reply and took my feet, kept in on his thigh and then took out the thorn from my feet. The pain was too much but I couldn't focus on that. The only thing I was noticing and focusing on was him, the man sitting before me.
Why was he this kind to me at times? What is he? Sometimes he behave as if I am just a toy to him, and then he does things like these? What's wrong with him?
"Let's go." He says and I nod in response.
I don't know what happens to me that I walk along with him in the wilderness of this jungle. There was an eerie sound everywhere, scaring me to my bone. But then there was comfort, comfort that he was near me. I smiled heartily when he pointed to a place before us.
I took my eyes in that direction to find a waterfall. "Beautiful....", I said as I looked at the flowing stream of water. It was looking really magical.
Yoongi kept watching me. He was noticing each and every detail of mine. His eyes never left me. He stood mesmerized, his gaze fixed on me, admiring the effortless grace in every movement as I moved with a captivating elegance that seemed to command the very air around me.
"Don't gawk at me." I said and bit my lip.
"Before I leave, I want to say something to you Mariella."
I turned around to face him. "Leave?"
"I know the circumstances that brought us together were not of our choosing, and for that, I am deeply sorry. Yet, within this unexpected union, I've discovered a profound admiration for who you are. I wish I could rewind time and let love bloom naturally between us. My hope now is to give you a better life, with the person who you truly love. I know I was never the person you wanted, but you were always the one I had wanted. The first time I had seen you, that day I had decided that you're the one for me. But guess fate had something else planned for us, and that's why I had to leave you mid term." He caressed my cheek and then smiled. "This is the last time you're seeing me, be happy, the biggest trouble of your life is going away."
"Yoongi...", I touched the hand of his which was there on my cheek and couldn't even notice when it slided off and he was no more near me.
"Yoongi..", I looked around for him but there was no one. Tears kept flowing down my eyes, did I just lose him? Is my husband gone?
I woke up suddenly. I looked around, I was in someone's bedroom. There was a nervousness building inside of me. What was that? What kind of dream was that? Yoongi... Where was he and where was I? I could feel trickles of sweat on my face and forehead. I bit my lip and shouted, "Is someone here!!!!"
"Oh my lady..." I looked up to see the owner of the voice. It was Jungkook. A sense of relief washed me.
I got up from the bed and went to him and hugged him. He hugged me back. "Jungkook.... Thank God you're here. I was so scared." I sniffled.
He rubbed my back. "Why are you scared my love? Everything okay?"
I seperated from him and nodded. "I had a nightmare."
He made me sit back on the bed. "Relax." He gave me a glass of water. "Look at you, still not dressed up properly. After having water, let me get you some food and then we can go and shop for a dress for you which you can wear tonight."
I stopped drinking water and looked at myself. I was wearing a white night suit and my hair was all messed up. What had happened? Wasn't everything alright just a few hours back?
"Jungkook... What are you saying? I am unable to understand."
"Unable to understand what?"
"Anything... What the hell is happening? First I see a dream, a dream where Yoongi leaves me and then I'm seeing myself like this? What the hell is happening? Why can't I remember anything!" I press my head lightly.
He touches my hair lightly and looks into my eyes. "Yoongi is no more."
My eyes widen as soon as he says that. "What?" I mutter.
"Yes. My cousin is not there anymore. You got that news and after that you fainted, since then you're just sleeping and were unconscious. This is the first time in sixteen hours that you woke up."
I couldn't imagine what was he even saying. How can Yoongi not be here anymore? The only thing I remember is that Jungkook was asking me if I wanted him murdered? Did I ask him to murder my husband? Tears flew from my eyes. I couldn't help sobbing.
"Hey hey...", Jungkook came and quickly took me in his embrace. "Why are you crying silly girl? It's not your fault."
"Then whose fault is it? Wasn't I the one who asked you to murder him."
"No", he said and I looked into his eyes. They held truth and compassion. The way he looked at me softly wanted me to trust him every word he said next. "You said you hated him but you would never wish him to die. I got angry and then I had left the room. Yoongi was on his way to here, to take you back from me, when a truck collided against his car. He died on the spot. It was an accident Mariella. Just an accident."
It seemed as if the world before me had stopped moving. The world around me seemed to blur, the words echoing hollowly in my ears as my heart plummeted into an abyss of disbelief and sorrow. A whirlwind of emotions engulfed me-shock, anguish, and a profound sense of loss. Every beat of my heart seemed to ache, carrying the weight of a future shattered, leaving me adrift in an ocean of grief.
He was coming for me. He wanted me back. I never wanted him to die. I didn't want this. Yes, I was happy to get Jungkook but I didn't want Yoongi's death. Why? Why God why? I wailed in pain and all this while Jungkook kept caressing me.
"Jungkook, I really didn't want this. I didn't want my husband to die. I didn't want this... I'm a widow now. What would I do now? My husband's no more. What do I do.... I don't want this.... Why this happened? He was coming for me. Yes I hated him but this..."
Jungkook took his hands away from me and glared at me. "Stop."
"Stop what?" I cried.
"Mariella decide first. You said you hated him, you wanted to get away from him and when God took him away from you, you're telling me about how gloomy you are on the death of your husband. This whole time when you told me how much you abhorred him, you never said "my husband" and stuff and now you say all this before me."
"Jungkook..." I couldn't complete my sentence when he stood up from the bed.
"Mariella, I'm here for you always. Whatever has happened, has happened. The news has been communicated to your parents. They want to visit you, and they are even ready to get you married to me. You have a night's time, decide what to do."
"What?" I stood up from my place. "Here my husband has died and everyone else is planning my marriage. Have you all gone mad? Jungkook you agreed for this Marriage?"
"Mariella it's you. Why would I deny marrying you? You were my everything Mariella, am I not your everything? Am I not the one you waited all these years for? Is this not a day you wished for? Have you gone mad or what?" He said.
"Jungkook I like you, and yes I have waited too long for you, but marriage, it's not a small decision and that too when my husband..."
"Stop it now." He said in anger and clenched his fists together. He was boiling with anger. What had I even done? Why was he behaving like this? "Stop saying my husband again and again, Mariella. You know how much it hurts me, how much it is hurting me you talking about Yoongi when I want to get married to you. Either you say that you don't love me and don't want to marry me or stop this husband crying thing!"
"Listen to me...", I wailed as he left the room in a hurry.
"Jungkook... Listen to me!" I cried and fell on the floor.
Jungkook's POV
I stopped at the door and looked at her figure. She was sitting there on the floor crying. Why was she behaving like this? Why this fact that she was sad about Yoongi's death was hurting me so much?
When her marriage with me is just going to be a business arrangement, and Yoongi's death has luckily given me everything he possessed, including her, then why does my heart wrench seeing her like this.
Why do I just want to confess to her that I am not her childhood friend? Why do I feel I'm doing something wrong to her? She was crying and sobbing. She stood up from her place and threw the things on the table. She was shouting and yelling.
She fell on the bed and was sobbing. Her life was a mess. She was a mess. The news of his death had turned her mad and why this fact was hurting me when I was just using her.
Even though she says she doesn't like him, she never loved him, but then her tears for him, why are they burning me? She laid all curled up on the bed, her body shaking with silent sobs. Tears flowed unchecked, tracing down her cheeks, dampening the pillow beneath her head. Her eyes, puffy and red, as she stared emptily at the ceiling, lost in a whirlwind of emotions too overwhelming to contain.
I wanted to just go to her and kiss all the pain away from her. I wanted to comfort her. I know this is not good. What the heck is wrong with me? I should be happy that I'm getting to marry her and then why am I feeling sad for her? Why her tears are affecting me this much?
I gave her a last glance and left the place immediately. I can't stand here losing my mind.
Mariella's POV
Life is so unpredictable. I can't even imagine that Yoongi has gone. It was just two three days ago, that he had got married to me and now he's no where. Not that I loved him, but his absence is hurting me.
The words he told me in that dream, did he really mean it? Did he love me for real? All the moments I had spent with him, why do they keep circling in my mind? And for my family I have just become an object they could sell to get some money.
Tears didn't stop as memories of Yoongi kept on coming to my mind. I sat on the bed and stared out of the window. "Yoongi, I am sorry. I am sorry for everything. I am sorry for entering in your life and taking it away from you. Had I not married you all this wouldn't have happened. I cherish every moment I spent with you. I am sorry..."
I kept on crying sitting there looking outside. Life has brought me to this point where I neither can mourn properly for my husband's death nor I can be happy that I am getting a chance to relive my life with nobody else but Jeon Jungkook, the boy I had fell in love with, when I didn't even knew what love was. I was hurting myself and I had hurt him too....
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