~•{Touch}•~

•{When life strikes back on you}•

"Don't take it personally it's just not the best time right now."

My tears fall down my face,I don't bother to wipe them off, "O-k I und-understand." I say and I walk out of the hospital.

I don't care to let Tae come get me, I walk to my house, I shut and lock the door and sit on the side of my bed.

I know that Taehyung told me not to do this anymore but I need to numb my emotional pain with physics pain.

I get up and go to the bathroom, I go to the mirror and open it. I take out one of the six boxes of razor. I then, take out one of the many blades from the box. I don't bother to put the box up. I sit on my bed pull up my sleeves and take the bandages off my arms and look down at them.

I sigh, "this is all my fault"

I take the blade and slide it deeply into my arm. I do this 25 times on both arms. By the time I finish my bed sheets are covered with blood, sweat, and tears.

"I'm sorry Jimin", I say to my self, " Your my bestest friend in the whole world. I'm sorry I made you do this to yourself."
I cried myself to sleep that night.

                                        Time skip~

It's been 2 weeks, I haven't talk to any of my friends, I haven't left my house, I haven't even eaten at all. My face looks sucked in, as if someone suck the life out of my face. My ribs showed awfully bad, along with the cuts I put there as well, and I had dark circles around my eyes.

My friends have came over to try to talk to me but I haven't let any of them in I just stayed in my room looking at the ceiling.

I had the dream about my parents again except this time when the car lights rushed towards me I was pushed out of the way.
By who you might wonder?

I looked up from where I had been pushed and I saw my friend Jimin on the ground cover in blood.

"NO" I scream waking up from my dream.

I can't do this anymore I thought to myself.

I got up put on a black hoodie on, not just any black hoodie though, this was the hoodie Jimin gave me for my 20th birthday.

I leave the house and go to my special place, or should I say our special place.
You see the special place is the roof of the Seoul Mall, which is where me and Jimin met. I had just had my heart broken by my ex who cheated on me and for some reason he went up there and saw, when he did he comforted me and we became best friends.

But he's not here anymore.

I got to the roof and first look at the view I see a big parking lot with cars in rows and rows across it. I see mother holding babies, husbands dancing with there wife's, and friends walking together, laughing with each other. My eyes tear up, as I wished that was me and my friends, but it isn't, because I messed everything up, I broke the friendship I had with them, I ruined everything.

I step on the edge of the roof looking down as tears streamed down my face.

"I'm sorry guys it's my fault this happened."

I fall forward...

But I was stopped by a hand grabbing mine.

It was Jimin with tears falling from his face.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING", He yelled, " I'M RIGHT HERE KOOKIE, I'M OKAY NOW GRAB MY HAND." He holds his hand out to me.

I was confused I didn't understand. I thought it was too good to be true.

"I know your not real" I say.

[Just letting you guys know now that that's actually the real Jimin. Jungkook thinks he is imagining things]

"KOOKIE IT IS ME", He screams. " GRAB MY FUCKING HAND, PLEASE DON'T LET GO." Tears run down his face.

"I'm sorry Jimin ssi", I say, " It's my fault you did that to yourself."

"I love you Jimin" I say as tears fell from my eyes.

I let go of his hand and fall.

[ I think this is a perfect time for a cliffhanger sorry not sorry 🤠]

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