Hidden Identity

The Beginning Of The End pt.2

I sat up with her help, "Where's Jinyoung?" I jumped out of the bed, my bare feet making contact with the tiled floor, "I need to see him! Where is he?" I shouted.

Mum tried to hold me down, "Don't move, you'll hurt yourself even more."

I need to see Jinyoung.

*Jinyoung's Mum*

I was sitting on a chair in the waiting room. My cheeks were soaking wet from crying.

Just then, Jiyang ran in.

"What happened to Yoona? Is she okay?" he asked, even before he reached me.

I tried to speak, but my voice was gone. Probably because of all the shouting before.

"Did something bad happen to Yoona? Is that why you're crying? What happened?!" His voice started to rise up on the last words, and so did I.

I stood up, and for the first time in my life of raising him, I slapped him.

"Jinyoung's dead."

His eyes went wide and tears started to form. They started falling from his eyes like raindrops, one after the other, as he realized that his most precious brother was dead.

Suddenly, someone started running towards us, and knelt in front of me, apologizing over and over.

The person was male and had an ambulance paramedic uniform on.

"Sorry... I'm very sorry... Please forgive me..." He pleaded. I went on my knees and cupped his face.

"What are you saying sorry for, dear?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"If I would've helped your son first, he would still be alive... He told me he was alright and begged for me to save the girl in the car. I followed his instructions, but now, because of that, he's dead. It's my fault. I will take responsibility." he mumbled.

Tears that never left started streaming down my cheeks.

Someone screamed in the background and all of our heads snapped to the side the sound came from.

It was Yoona. She was sitting on the ground, weeping helplessly. I can't blame her. Jinyoung was her best friend.

Jiyang ran up to her and knelt down. He hugged her and started cooing. Telling her that everything will be okay.

"It won't be! You know that yourself! It won't be okay without him!!"

I turned back to the paramedic, "It's not your fault. You see, my son was very kind. He always placed others before himself. It's okay. It's not your fault."

"You are a very bad parent..." someone sighed, but this time, the voice came from my left. A doctor was approaching me, a chart in his hand. When he was in front of me, he spoke again, "He had a brain tumor and you never even realized. The tumor was just starting to develop stage two. Normally, the tumor can be treated at the beginning of stage one. I'm really wondering how the young man even endured the pain. A normal person would be screaming in pain without pain killers." he quickly spilled everything, and I barely understood what he just said.

Jinyoung had a brain tumor?

I was about to ask what non-sense he's spouting, when the doctor spoke first, "I feel sorry for your son. All of the pain he had to endure. At least he's resting now."

With those words, I couldn't take it anymore. Everything weighed down on me, and I collided with the floor as darkness consumed me.

*Yoona*

I was putting on my black outfit my face not showing any emotion. One more tear rolled down my cheek, as I still couldn't accept the reality.

He's gone.

Mum came into my room and sat me down on a chair. She took out some medicine, along with some bandages, to clean the tiny scratch I had on my forehead.

After she was finished, she left my room. I didn't move an inch. I couldn't be bothered. I don't want to go there. To the place where they'll cremate Jinyoung. I don't want to.

"Yoona. Let's go." Mum opened the door. I stood up, picked up the picture frame and the blue rose. Blue roses were his favourite. Never got a chance to ask why. Never will.

We arrived at the cremating house, and watched Jinyoung get burned in the wooden box. His mum was crying hysterically, repeating the words 'Mum will come to you soon'.

It was hard, but I tried not to cry. Even Jiyang cried. My mum cried. Except me.

At last, tears streamed down like a waterfall.

After the process was done, they gave us a pot, with Jinyoung's name, birth date and his death date. The thing I was hoping to never have to see.

We went to a graveyard, where they dug a hole and placed the pot in there. The men filled the whole with dirt, and placed a small, square gravestone on top.

It was raining heavily, so the photo and the rose I put down were soon soaked. All around Jinyoung's grave was plain grass as this was a newly open graveyard, and not that many graves were here yet.

After a few minutes of crying, we decided to go back.

Jiyang was under his umbrella, leading the way, dressed in a black suit. Mum and Aunt were under one umbrella and they were in the middle. Devv was here too, walking a little bit behind Jiyang. While I was tagging behind, not wanting to leave this place. It was the closest I could get to Jinyoung.

Suddenly, someone walked pass me, and I caught a glimpse of his face.

Jinyoung?

It definitely looked like Jinyoung. It was him. How?

I turned around, and the person was very weird. I could see a long black coat and a white umbrella.

Who takes a white umbrella to a funeral?

Jiyang noticed that I stopped walking and approached me, "What are you doing? Let's go." He tugged my arm.

"I saw Jinyoung. He just walked past me." I tried to go the way Jinyoung went, but Jiyang stopped me.

"It's just your imagination. You just can't accept the fact that he's not with us anymore. But you have to."

Then, it clicked.

Jinyoung's grave is the only one there. The only people that know about this funeral are the ones here.

What the hell? Probably just like Jiyang said, my imagination.

Jiyang took my hand and started dragging me. As he dragged me, I turned around one last time. I saw the same person standing at Jinyoung's grave.

Goodbye, Jinyoung.

A/N

Sawwy. Seriously. It was so sad to write this chapter...

Anyway, what do you think? Are you going to kill me because I murdered Jinyoung? :p

Plz don't *falls on knees*

Don't worry, this is where all of the action starts *wink wink*

Don't forget to comment, it means a lot, encourages me, and wait for the next chapter *-*

-N