LOST BOY.

|twenty one

a deep breath released from my lips.

one after another as i tried to calm myself.

it was such a simple task most people wouldn't think twice about, but i was scared.

i looked at my reflection from my locked phone screen.

i knew i had to do this.

it was only right.

my hands slightly shook as i entered the phone number.

with each digit, i felt more and more dizzy.

it wasn't like i didn't want to do this.

for years i said i hated this person with a passion.

she was one of the main reasons i tried to kill myself.

yet, here i am about to talk her.

i pressed the green icon at the center bottom of the keypad.

my heart beat increased with every ring.

it was pointless.

she probably hated me anyway.

as if she was actually going to pick up.

"hello?"

the voice instantly left me feeling empty.

"jimin, is that you-"

i pulled down my phone from my ear for a second before gaining the courage to pick it back up.

"-jimin, please tell me if this is you." her voice changed as if she had started crying.

"mom." i choked out as tears fell down my face.

she let out a sigh of relief.

the sound of her sobbing made me cry even more.

"i'm sorry."

"why are you sorry?" she was obviously trying to make it sound like she was okay.

"for ruining your life."

she laughed on the other end making more tears fall from my eyes.

"jimin, you've only ever made me proud and it took me too long to realize that so i'm sorry. i love you, jiminie."

"i love you too mom."