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blade
/bleɪd/
noun
1.
the flat cutting edge of a knife, saw, or other tool or weapon.
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Third person pov
Jungkook Hated
-Being alone
The boy whimpered looking around
Desperately trying to find someone
Someone .
Just a presence
A human presence that can calm his nerves
Indirectly telling him that he's not alone
His doe eyes wondered around soon turning glossy as he looked around
And by the time he gaze fell on his lap
Tears dropped
He sobbed
Feeling this disgusting feeling
The feeling of being neglected
And being alive when nobody wants u
Wants to hold u
Hug u
Love u
It ached him
His doe eyes fell on the bedside tray
That was placed neatly with utensils
-scissors- blade- tape -ointment
Blade.
His doe eyes stared at this shiny looking blade
A blade used to open wounds
His pink lips trembled
As his small hands slowly made their way to the shiny metal blade
His mind went a blur
He heared nothing.
Flashbacks coming in his head
Flashbacks that cause him pain
"Stop acting and stand up , u aren't even hurt"
"Will u go away from me and tae ?"
"Jungkook!! Where are ur manners ??! Yours brother is there bleeding and crying and ur here eating??!"
"Come down yourself ! U just said u were fine!"
"U better go to school I didn't paid ur fee for just nothing"
"Stop being cold , it won't give u any good"
"Did u fell from 5 stairs again?"
"Who teaches u Curses huh?!"
He rubbed his chest feeling that it was pressured by a rock
His breathing ragged
As he felt so difficult to breath in and out
His vision blurring
He pulled up his sleeves
Placing the shiny blade on his milky white skin
He heaved a heavy sign before gliding the blade on his wrist
Skillfully.
Ofcourse.
It wasn't his first time taking his pain away like this.
It wasn't his first time he cut himself
It wasn't his first time trying to just get out of this world.
And die
The boy whimmered feeling the maroon red droplets of blood leaking out of the cut he just created
He placed the blade again 1cm away from his previous cut
Gliding the blade at ease
He continued till his wrist was covered with these cuts
Jungkook softly smiled looking at his red wrist
He made some more faint cuts on his wrists
Not in any form feeling the physical pain he was causing himself
He felt numb.
But he was intrupted when he heared footsteps
He panicked , keeping the blade back on his desired place
And pulling down his sleeves
His head was light headed
His vision blurry with his tears
And
His vision consisting of black dots.
He was gonna faint.
Infront of the person who will enter.
YOU ARE READING
UNLOVED ( undergoing editing + rewriting )
FanfictionIsn't it often said that the smallest among us should receive the greatest love and care? In this agony of what he claims as existence, it seems that this sentiment is almost sacred, an unwritten rule of the universe. Yet, for Jungkook, this rule ha...
