Chapter 3: When Mark advices
He called his long time friend. He called twice and when he called the third time, this time he answered him. Jungkook chuckled when he remembered his long time friend always answered after the third call.
"oh hyung, are you back here?" he asked while looking at the tainted window of the car.
"yes kook, I just got back here today. What's up?"
"can I stay over there in your house hyung? I'll explain later" he faltered while moving his hands on his legs.
"oh okay. I'll text you the address. Let's chat later, Bye" the other person on the line rushed.
"bye hyung" he said and released a sigh of relief. He was just staying away from them for the mean time.
When he got the address, it seemed so familiar. Mediterranean Village in Asan was the place where he would give a visit. He continued his path and waited for the taxi. When he showed the address, the driver looked at him before they took off.
After having a good 15 minute sleep, he was awoken by the sound of droplets of rain. He realized he didn't bring umbrella and clothes. He didn't even plan on running away again for days. He just shrugged and scrolled through his phone.
After almost an hour drive, he finally went off, paid the driver and started walking to the house. He thought of what was he going to do after this night. He thought about getting a job before he could get an apartment for himself.
When he arrived at the exact location, his mouth was open agape. He couldn't believe of the house in front of him. The diverse landscape, rolling vineyards, olive groves, and a small flower fields. The transparent gate wall. It was way too beautiful to him.
The garden, was too familiar to him. It was like dèjà vu. That's when reality smacked him. It was the house of the young beautiful lady.
He called his hyung notifying him that he's outside the house. He was tapping his foot on the ground while looking at the other house. It wasn't bad, he thought. It was actually amazing.
"Kookie!" Mark exclaimed, embracing the boy not too tight. They talked while walking to the living room. "wait here, I'll call my sister."
"little sis, come down here. We got a visitor" he shouted. Seconds later, another shout was heard. "who will come at this hour?" footsteps was heard and soon, she saw him and he saw her.
"YOU"
"YOU"
"You both know each other? How come? I never introduced her to you kook." both adults stiffed at the question and averted their eyes. He was looking at the walls, scanning the whole living room while she was thinking on how to answer her brother.
"He was here a while ago, uhmm 10 a. m. I think? He was drinking and not to mention smoking, he was in a mess. He was beside our garden. About the same time you step a floor in my household."
Mark nodded and tried to sink all the information she said in his small brain. He gestured her to prepare the lunch and go away. She rolled her eyes at his brother's command and walked away.
" I'm gonna prepare lunch, call me if you need anything dear brother"
When she left, Jungkook released a long sigh as if he didn't breathe for a long time. He can't believe it's Mark's sister.
"hyung, I can't believe she's your sister. I just met her a while ago."
"aye~ kook, you're hooking up with her? Prepare yourself kook, you're dealing with a devil." with that they both chuckled. "by the way, I'll show you around the house after we eat lunch." he added and by the time he finished his sentence, Leilein called them from the dining room. She called the kids also.
"you have kids hyung?"
"yeah, 4 years ago, my ex-girlfriend left the kids on a bassinet, in front of my house in America. They're half American and half Korean. Then, I found out their mother died from a car accident. The person who was driving the car was her crazy ex also. It was intentional. The reason she broke up with me was that she didn't want me to be hurt. Her ex threatened her and my children." he explained. Pain was seen in his dark black eyes. Jungkook patted his back.
" Noona, Noona, Noona!" the light brown-haired little boy, Jungsoo said excitedly.
" Noona, feed me Noona! Me Noona pweas" the light reddish with a bit of brown-haired boy, Jungsik said while jumping.
"you miss me that much huh?" she joked while kids were still jumping, they nod at her question. "well, both of you have to behave well for me to feed you. Remember our rules? What number is it?"
"me, Jungsik!" he shouted and raised his tiny hands. "it was rule number 33. Behave Respectably" he said and he followed as what he said.
"Aish! I should be the one to answer Mommy" Jungsoo grunted.
"Hey, you call Noona, Mommy! Say sorry, Rule number 22, Say sorry and sound like you mean it."
"darling, you don't have to say sorry. Don't call me Mommy again okay?"
"yes Noona."he whispered softly and sat down.
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(At the same time)
" hyung, I never knew you have a lot of house rules. She's too mother or wife material."
"yeah. She just don't like it when they call her mommy, it triggers her. And you, be careful around her, she's not just that. There's more."
She decided to butt in in their conversation, more like breaking it. "why are you both talking and not sitting down on the chairs? Sir down, Faster!"
"told ya"
Both boys walked faster. The kids were confused, who is that man? The one beside their dad.
"Appa, who's that man? I never seen him." Jungsoo asked.
"Oh he's your Noona's boyfri- Oowww" he hissed at the pain on his feet as she kicked him below the table.
"Oh honey, he's not my boyfriend, he's the best friend of your dad. What's your name?" she looked at him in the eyes.
She never knew, he's that handsome. The brown silky hair that you want to touch and stroke it, big doe eyes that will lure you in a matter of second, perfect nose, plumpy lips that'll tremble every girl's heart, sharp jawline that could kill you any moment, the way he look at her, just so perfect.
She cleared her throat to be comfortable. She averted her eyes and she ate her food.
"Wait!!" She look up to the kids. " we haven't prayed yet, Noona~" she sheepishly smile and clasp her hands. They started praying and Jungkook was confused. "they're holy" it's in his head.
"Ahjussi, what's your name?" Jungsik asked. "my name is Jungkook and what's yours?" "my name is Jungsik" "my name is Jungsoo, we're twins"
Jungkook smiled at them and continue to look at her.
Her beautiful long and wavy blue denim hair that makes her look hot, medium nose, just perfect for her face, those adorable Hazel eyes, her chubby cheeks that everyone would squish, her pouty pink lips that doesn't need a lipbalm, her not-so-round face, everything is perfect.
Mark snapped his fingers in front of him to stop him from melting his sister. "any minute now and my sister will melt at your gaze kook" he said quietly but enough for her to hear and again, she kicked him earning a loud groan coming from his mouth.
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After they had lunch, Leilein took the kids to their room to play or read some interesting books as what Mark had told them. It was for their vocabulary to expand. "mind telling me why are you here?" he crossed his legs as he sat on his favorite extended sofa that was in the middle of the living room.
His living room was an open room. It was a chic Mediterranean living room with a touch of modern style. The opening windows were until the second floor with a hanging floral chandelier. The marble modern mediterranean stairs were at the far left just a little near the TV set. He set his feet on his black marble block coffee table. 3 cloud sectional sofas surrounding the coffee table except at the front.
"ugh, this is so comfy," Jungkook groaned while engulfing himself with the sofa.
Mark gave him a pointed look and he chuckled. "I had a fight with my dad. He introduced his soon to be wife again as if my mom didn't have a place in my heart and in the house," Mark knew that he was trying his best to act like a grown up, hiding his true sadness behind his cracked voice.
Mark had felt the same pain before when his mother told him about his step-father. He was beyond mad but he remembered that he had kids to take care of. So, he did not went on drinking rage like he used to. He knew that if Jungkook won't approach him or other people about his problems, he'll be suffocated by it sooner of later.
"I missed my mom hyung, honestly, and I wish I could easily follow her but I couldn't,"
"I know, kook. I'm still in your situation. Me? I missed my dad. He didn't even get the chance to speak with his grandchildren face to face. I wanted to follow him too. Scared of handling the company by my own after my girlfriend died, but I remembered my sister. The most precious person to me aside from my kids. I remember my sister crying for months after rmy father died. She tried to kill her heart. She didn't want to feel anymore. She was suffocating here. She locked herself and didn't eat for days. Mom would barged in using the spare key and it's either she would stay numb or she would scream at mom. We both lost our father who promised to be with our side forever. He made sure that we would live a comfortable life even if he was no more. I remember Leilein telling his dead body, if only she could sell all our properties, she would, just to bring him back but we all know the reality. It hurts, a lot, when you loose the person who stayed in your heart but one thing I learned from it was if I continue to bury myself with their death, it would be my own death too. I would loose myself too and I wouldn't be the one to be affected by it, it would be my kids, my mom and especially my sister. I don't want to add any more pain to the people who cares for me if I continue lurking in the dark, "
Jungkook stared at the man before him. The words he just said strike a hundred of bullets in his heart. He knew that, but somehow, he couldn't apply it for himself, for the better. He struggled with that too. He was scared of letting go.
" I wanted to. A year after the death of my mom, I wanted to take the pain away. I hoped and I prayed that someone would take my pain and dispose it. I wanted to forget my mom and all the memories that I shared with her but I realized something. I couldn't forget those memories. I can't, because that made me who I am. My mom was the best teacher I ever had and if I would forget her, I would in turn, forget myself, "
" You don't want to forget her. You're just scared of letting go of the past. Letting go doesn't mean forgetting. Both are different. When you let go, it means that it is time to start a fresh life without them. It means that you are ready for another beginning and still know that they are by your side even without physically seeing them. Letting them go means that they are finally in here, " Mark pointed at his chest, where his heart was placed.
" So keep those memories because that's the only source of your strength. You love your mom right? More than any person in the world?" Jungkook nodded while wiping the tears flowing through his eyes.
"then let go. She knows that you kept her memories. She knows that you love her very much, more than any person, any thing in this world. You won't loose her when you let go. She's in your heart, kook. She is and will forever stay in your heart. Just find that courage in you to let go,"
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Jeliane143 Hi guys! This is the extended version of the chapter from Wattpad. This would be the last chapter for this week, for this book because I still have 7 subjects to study.
Anyways, how's the chapter? Isn't it heartbreaking? Mark surely does know how to soften our heart, and Jungkook too. I could feel his emotions.
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