forget to love me

Chapter 27

"No. Nothing really happened that day or should I say it did. I will check on you later, Mr Wang."

I left the office and was returning to me. Just then Miyeon called me to inform something really crucial. The thug case was now gone Lee sunbae. I wasn't complaining but those five thugs were charged with multiple crimes so I don't think they were getting away soon.

I sat on my desk, thinking hard as I could. Something has been bothering me from a long time. What am I missing again? Looks like the only thing I need to check is his relatives. What if there's something more than what Mr Min Yoongi knew? Kim Taehyung gotta keep more secrets than he told Min Yoongi.  At least that's what I expected...

"You are back, sunbae." Miyeon greeted me. It was 7:00 pm. Time for my shift to end.

"Yeah."

"How was your wound from yesterday's?"

"Yesterday's?"

"Yeah!?"

I remembered. I remember what exactly I really was missing. I couldn't believe I did that.

Jisoo's POV

Jungkook didn't wait for me as he stepped inside the cemetery. I followed him behind and tried to be quiet as much as I could. But something was different about him today. He was quiet. He didn't seem to heard the twig I just broke accidentally with my feet. People don't really think about such stuffs often but he was quiet as if he wasn't aware of his sorroundings.

He went straight to a specific grave. I realised the graveyard actually located somewhere sorrounded by a forest. There weren't exactly people around. I wondered why. I was surprised when Jungkook started spoke.

"Noona."

Noona? Did he just called me noona? But he didn't actually...The person whom he wanted to meet was the noona.

"Noona." He said but he broke down.

Jungkook was crying. I couldn't help but watch him cry as time passed.

"Jungkook..." For a moment I was worried. I looked around. What can I do for him to help? I saw an old lady standing infront of another grave, a bit far from Jungkook's.

The old lady actually saw me staring at her soul. She didn't showed me any emotions and went on doing whatever she was.

Little later, I heard her walk away. After she left, I went to the grave she was looking at. Fear arised me as I stared dead the thing infront of me. My heart began to beat faster and faster. This was it. My heart was about to explode just when I felt something warm in my shoulders. I couldn't help but scream.

"Jisoo?" Jungkook stood, his face looking worried and quizzical at the same moment.

"I..." I couldn't speak anything. I was too shocked.

"It's okay. Everything's fine." He said suddenly pulling me closer his chest. It was warm.

I broke down and so he did too.

Later, sitting at bustop we still managed to keep quiet. I was still scared of what just happened few minutes ago.

"Did I worried you too much?" He asked.

"No, it's alright."

"Thank goodness." He looked sad when he smiled at me.

"I saw something." I said it finally after a while of silence. I couldn't just keep that too myself.

"What did you saw?" He asked.

"I...saw a ghost."

"A what?"

"An old lady..she was looking at her own grave."

"What..the." Jungkook was surprised too. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. The grave...it had her picture. I can't believe I just saw a ghost."

"It might not be a ghost."

"Huh?"

"Do you think they exists?"

"Now that I saw...I think it does."

"What if it's her twin?"

"Twin couldn't exactly.." He was right. It might be her twin but it was....

"Or her daughter. It's about genes anyways." Jungkook said. He didn't laughed. I guess he was trying to help me get away from the terrible thing I just witnessed but doesn't he needs that more than me? I wished I could cheer him up or something.

"Maybe you are right."

"Huh?"

"Ghost don't exist."

I looked into his eyes. His eyes telling a different story.

"Yeah. They don't." He looked away.

I think that was it. The old lady gotta be her sister or somehow related to her. Or might be daughter because the picture looked old enough from my distance. To boost my luck, the bus then arrived. I was never this happy to see a bus coming. But as I was climbing the bus, I saw her again. The old lady standing in the middle of the graveyard. I couldn't help but notice her smile.

The smile was just too evil to notice.