Chapter 13
The deafening silence intensify the loudness of my sorrounding, as if my beating heart is coherent to the sound of the people talking. It's making my head lighter and somehow hear their voices getting louder and nearer my ears.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and a faint voice that asked if I'm okay.
I slowly look up to that person and when our eyes met, my brain fastly reminded me that I am in a restaurant with Jimin and having a meeting with the wedding planner.
"Y-yeah!" I force a timid smile.
Pinisil ni Jimin ang balikat ko at ngumiti rin sa akin. Yung matamis na ngiti na lagi niyang binibida to show people how in love he is with me.
My stomach churn! Not only because to the fact na nauumay na ako sa kapekean ni Jimin, dahil na rin sa beer na nainom ko kagabi at tila pinaparusahan ako nun ngayon, literal na kumukulo ang aking tiyan.
"So, any suggestion? How about flowers? Any favourites? Or Color Theme? meron na ba kayong Idea kung anong gusto niyo?" Tanong niya habang nakangiti nang malapad kay Jimin then next na lumingon sa akin.
"I know, The bride-to-be want it to be perfect and extravagant since she's a daughter of business tycoon and also a businesswoman herself. Besides, As I checked the guests, halos businessman din and politicians ang invited!"
Parang siya pa yung excited sa kasal ko. Pero hindi talaga ako makapag-react nang maayos dahil sa kumukulo kong tiyan.
"I want it filled with lavander and the other designs should be with shade of purple or lavander," I said not smiling. Nararamdaman kong nagiinit na ang aking pisngi at namamawis na rin ng aking mga kamay.
"That's wonderful! Alright, I will make sure that the wedding hall and reception will be filled of lavanders!" She clap her hands showing how excited she is.
"How 'bout the groom-to-be? Any suggestion? Since wedding niyo ito, much better kung may ia-add ka," she asked at nakatitig kay Jimin.
I saw her eyes glimmer as she stare at Jimin's face. I know my husband-to-be is handsome and all but, I don't know why I don't feel jealous right now. All I know is my stomach going wild. Then,
she bit her lower lip, as if I wasn't there watching them.
I hold Jimin's hand and her eyes lower to our hands entwined together. I mustn't feeling jealous but on the record, Jimin is still mine, and going to be my husband on my birthday tho I am not sure anymore I still want it to happen. But, I won't let her flirt with him in front me.
"I will just go to the comfort room," I said then give Jimin a subtle kiss on his cheek. "I'll be back," I wispered then finaly get up from the chair. I leave them a last glance before walk away.
Mabilis akong nakarating sa comfort room. I sit down in one of the cubicle then press my stomach. I can feel may forehead sweating because of the pain.
I speedily get my phone from my small pouch and send a message to Taehyung, asking him to pick me up immediately. Since I am not feeling well.
I remain seated until the pain goes away. I know I needed to go number 2 but I can't, not in this place.
When the pain finally subside. I walk out the cubicle then wash my hand at the lavatory. I wipe my hand with dry tissues after then did a little retouched on my make up, especially at the area that sweats heavily earlier.
I look at myself on the mirror then put a small smile on my face, then sigh. Telling myself I'm this stupid that I endure this kind of torture that I don't deserve.
I walk out the comfort room, walking a little fast but my phone suddenly rang that I need to stop and check who was calling.
"I'm on my way, Ynna. I will message you when I get there right away." Taehyung assure that made me smile, for real.
"Alright, see you soon," I bid then cut the call.
I immediately put back the cellphone in my pouch. I walk straight ahead but suddenly stop when I saw Jimin and the wedding planner staring and smiling at each other. Talking like they know each other long before. I take more steps closer to them only too see they are holding hands!
My heart starts to beat fast. I suddenly felt like I couldn't breath. I want to run towards them, yell at their faces then pull the bitch's hair but I can't. I cannot take even one step. I just felt my tears immediately leave my eyes. Wetting my cheeks.
"Are you okay, Ma'am?" a waitress gather my attention. That's when I finally had a courage to move.
"No, I'm- I'm fine," I sniff then show her a timid smile. She smile back then finally leave. Maybe she understood that I don't want to be bothered by anyone right now.
I wipe away undried tears then tried my best to take a step. One by one. They don't notice me getting near them, until I am five steps away. They immediately revoked their intertwined hands and look at me like they see a ghost. So much hatred sprouts from my heart that it gives me enough strength to continue to walk then I sit down beside Jimin.
"So, You're one of his bitch too!" I announced a little louder and I sense few eyes landed to us. But, they chose not to bother and continue their own businesses.
"No wonder you're to comfortable talking with my fiance---"
"It's not what you think Ms. Mendez," she look at me with her wide eyes. The glim on her face was gone.
"How about the holding hands?" I asked then I look at Jimin that is giving me his deadly look telling me to stop, but I wont. Not now that I've had enough. "Oh! Are you going to tell me that he's comforting you? Did anyone die?" I let her notice the sarcasm.
"I don't know what kind of gibberish Jimin is telling you everytime you're together to have sex or what, but, don't forget that he has finace! You should at least respect my presence and wait until he visits you on your love nest!" I smirk then I stand up. Jimin grab my arm and tried to pull me to sit down but what I did is give him a strong slap. The cheek immediately paint red and for me it feels rewarding that finally I can let out my anger.
"What? Is it hurt?" I grip my fist as Jimin look up to me with his fiery eyes. Telling me how angry he is right now.
"You should've know how to hide your bitches because everytime you show me one, I will not stand by and watch! I am still your fiance! And I have the right to slap the shit out of you and all the women you're flirting with!" I spat those words not letting Jimin speak. And I know he will not, he's the one wrong and I believe this incident will reach my parents. I hope they will be the one to call off the marriage.
"And you!" I look at the bitch wedding planner and witness how she flinched and swallow. "you better get out of Jimin's life If you don't want to live a life in hell. And of course! Jimin doesn't only have you, there are many woman who passed his way. Don't get high hopes that Jimin will leave me then will go to you someday, he probably tell that to all women who decided to be with him tho they know, he has fiance!"
I stare madly at her trying not to pull her hair and finally my phone vibrates. I strongly take away Jimin's hand at my arm. I look down to him with all the hate in my eyes then glance at woman one more time.
"We already told you the details! Watch us get married! Bitch!" I spat.
I fastly walk away. I heard Jimin called my name. As if his dream is going further away. I didn't mind the eyes of the people and them whispering. All I want is to get out of here and go home.
I exited the restaurant and there see Taehyung's car waiting for me. I finally run and open the car door and sit on the passenger.
"Let's go!" I ordered Taehyung fastly buckling my seatbelt while my hand is shivering.
"What happened?" He asked.
I sigh still looking down on my shivering hand. And finally shed the tears I am stopping earlier.
"I-I just want to go home," I plead with my faint voice. Taehyung finally started the engine when suddenly we heard knockings on the window. We look only to see Jimin there.
Taehyung chuckled then finally drive away leaving Jimin behind. I didn't look back. It's painful to see him, to think about him. I just want to go home. I want to rest my mind. I want to chug down bottles of beer. I want to tell someone all these hurtful moments I had.
"Is Colossal home?"
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