Three months.
That's all she has left.
When Soomin learns her cancer has metastasized and she has only three months left she decides that pushing everyone away would make things easier for when she's gone. This only results in catching the attentio...
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》Soomin's POV
A couple of days passed since I assisted school. There were only two weeks left and my parents refused to let me go.
After what happened at the restaurant Jimin took me home. He tried to get me to speak, to tell him what was going on... but I refused. I couldn't look at him and tell him the truth. Years of our friendship flashed before my eyes and I couldn't bare it. I couldn't handle him knowing what was going to happen to me.
Our conversation kept replaying in my head over and over, and each time my eyes watered. I hated myself for what I did.
I thought of the look in Jimin's eyes as he looked down at me. My mom had wrapped me up in a blanket and handed me a cup of water. I didn't dare look up at my best friend. I knew he had the power to get anything out of me. But he couldn't know. It would completely ruin him. It would take away the little bit of independence left in me. The little bit of humanity he could see in me.
"Why didn't you tell us you were feeling sick?"
"Because I wasn't feeling sick, Jimin. I was fine up until we ate."
"No one else got sick except you, and I don't think a veggie burger would cause you this level of discomfort."
"Well it did!" I snapped, looking up at him straight in the eyes even if the sharp tone of my voice would hurt him.
Jimin's eyes were widened. We were no strangers to misunderstandings and fights between us, but up until now I had never seen hurt in his eyes like I did now.
"You know I hate people treating me like a broken vase. I'm not a baby. You shouldn't have told my parents what happened, you know how they get."
"As your best friend it's my responsibility to take care of you. What kind of person would I be if something worse happened to you and I kept quiet just because you hate the thought of someone caring for you."
Scoffing I shot back, "Caring for me is not the same as sheltering me."
"I'm not sheltering you Kim Soomin! I'm looking out for you!"
"Then maybe I don't want you to look out for me anymore!"
A long silence took over the room. Jimin's teary eyes burnt me. If it were possible I even heard his heart shatter. If it were possible the invisible bond between us fell away right before our very eyes.
Slowly, Jimin looked away from me and nodded. "Fine. If that is what you want, I won't bother you again." He looked back at me with a trail of tears on his cheeks, and I held back from caving. "I'll tell the rest not to disturb you anymore than they have."
I wanted to reach out and tell him I didn't mean what I said, which was true. But I couldn't say it. And I couldn't reach out to him. So I only looked down in shame. I could end the charade, drop the act, tell him the truth... But it was best to let him go, so he wouldn't hurt when I died.
