Suicide - Jikook

[1] better without me

A look at my feet
As I walk down this road
My lip quivers and shakes
Like a train on a broken railroad

I wish I could've helped more
And brought smiles to your faces
But all I could conjur
Was everyones deep hatred

I would say that I'm sorry
But I remember you hating that too
So I bid you farewell
You just wont have a clue

~ j

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[10:00 pm]

The quiet rain suddenly poured down harshly, the faster pitter pattering of the individual drops hitting everything in its way. Few cars dared to drive acrossed the TennikView bridge at the hour and with the bad weather conditions.

One of these poor judgmenters was Jeon Jungkook, trying to get home from work after a painfully long day working in his boring old office job.

He spent all day signing his name on papers he barely read, taking phonecalls and faxing papers he also never bothered to read. His job payed well, extremely well actually, he just never enjoyed it.

He always told himself he'd get a chance one day. A chance to do what he wanted to do since highschool. But the way his life was headed, it didn't seem like it would change drastically anytime soon.

It was about the time he was nearly halfway across this bridge, when he saw a small silhouette sitting on the rail of the structure, looking down at the thick twisting river beneath it.

He frowned at the peculiar sight, pulling over as his curiousity took over him.

"Um- you there! I don't think thats a very safe place to be!"

As Jungkook got closer, he soon realized the person that had perched themself on the rails was a young man. He was small, hair stringy and dark due to the excessive amount of rain. Jungkook found himself wondering what color it was when dry.

The male had a slender shape, a long sleeved    shirt clinging to his skin with the weight of the water collecting in the fabric.

The aformentioned looked back at Jungkook- who had gotten out of his car at this point and was quickly making his way to the railing along side him-  with wide eyes.

Jungkook noticed the discolored streaks stained onto his cheeks, more being created with tears pricking at the corners of the other males eyes, streaming down his face along with the rain.

The stranger shook his head with a bite at his lips, him shifting off the railing and onto the other side of the bridge, turning his attention back to the river with a sigh.

It was Jungkooks eyes that widened this time, arms twisting around the others body tightly from where he stood on the other side of the railing.

"What are you doing!" shouted the smaller, eyes only widening as he sobbed violently.

"No- what are you doing! This is dangerous! You could seriously get killed!" Jungkook yelled back, partially because of his new found panic, partailly because of the rain gradually becoming louder with time.

"Thats the point! Get out of here! Leave me alone!" the other fought, trying to get out of the others arms.

But Jungkook persisted further. He held on tighter, only moving to pick the boy up from under his arms, swiftly pulling him to the other side of the railing, bringing him into a tight embrace with a small sigh.

The stranger seemingly broke down, a mix of anger and sorrow filling his expression.  He gripped at Jungkooks jacket, shaking his head vigoursly.

Jungkook looked down at the small boy with pursed lips, picking him up again and walking back to his car. He brought the boy to the passengers seat, placing him down gently and quickly going to his own seat to turn on the heat.

He sat in the car with the male in silence as he waited for the vehicle to warm up. He occassionaly glanced at the male, looking as the boy only stared at his feet tears silently streaming down his face.

Jungkook wasn't sure what to do.   I mean, what can you do with a stranger who you're not sure is actually stable at 10:13 at night?

Jungkook finally decided to break the silence with asking a question that he thought he had the right to ask .

"What do you think you were doing out there?"he spoke in a mumble, playing with his fingers.

"What do you think I was doing!?"   spat the stranger, his hands curling into tight fists.

"Fair enough-" Jungkook mumbled back, awkwardly turning to face the boy.

"Who-"

Jungkook stopped, pursing his lips as the male beside him only hid his face further.

"Who hurt you-"

"Is that really any of your goddamn buisness?!"

"No. No its not. Here. Lets start over." Jungkook mumbled, holding out his hand, the boy only eyed it skeptically.

"Hello! My name is Jeon Jungkook, I'm 20 years old. I was just now coming home from work and saw you on a really dangerous part of the bridge. I think you owe some explanation. Pleeeeeease?"

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