=== TRIGGER WARNING ===
-Suicide
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Jungkook POV
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It's been a month.
The voices have gotten worse.
The cuts have gotten worse.
All I feel is the pain from the blades.
I hate myself right now.
I take a deep breath and cut myself a couple more times, just to silence the voices once again.
My phone rings, making me cut badly, I hiss at the pain and look at the jagged cut, crimson blood drips to the floor.
It was Taehyung, I ignore the call, then Seokjin calls me.
I answer, "OKAY WHAT?" I yell.
"Sorry Kookie, we just wanted to say hello," Seokjin says in defense.
"S-sorry, I'm just..." I trail off, not wanting to finish. The voices were floating in my head, I wasn't able to concentrate on what Seokjin was saying.
"So Jungkookie, we were all thinking and maybe we could..."
Everything Seokjin was hazy, drowned out by the constant stream of voices, it felt like I was going insane. I couldn't concentrate on anything, it was like I was spinning a million miles ah hour, and still be standing perfectly still.
I throw my phone and scream, holding my head, I couldn't take it anymore.
"JUNGKOOK? JUNGKOOK?" Voices scream from the phone. I had accidentally pressed the speaker button when I threw my phone.
I scream and yell. And I continued screaming, screaming until my throat was dry and sore, screaming until my chest felt like is was going to collapse, screaming until I was gasping for air.
"JUNGKOOK!!" voices yelled at me. I pull at my hair, I just couldn't take it any more. It was too much.
"No one is coming."
"I want to hear you say it!"
"SAY IT LOUDER!"
"120 volts."
"I WANT YOU TO FEEL EVERY SINGLE LITTLE BIT OF PAIN I UNLEASH ON YOU!"
"No one wants you."
"Pathetic."
"SHUT UP!"
"As if anyone loved you."
"When you die, no one will remember you."
"No one wanted you in the first place."
"Stop being such a baby!"
"Scream louder, SCREAM LOUDER!"
"No matter how much you pray, no one is coming."
"I will be all you ever think of, even in your last moments."
I grabbed the razor and cut, the voices from the phone still yelling at me.
I dig the blade into my skin, but the voices only get worse. It was like being trapped inside a nightmare.
I pick up my phone, "Tae..." I say, my voice shaky.
"Yes? Jungkook are you okay? What's wrong? If you need me, I swear I'll fly to Australia right now."
"Take me to Table Mountain okay? I want to see it, I never go to see it when I was in South Africa."
I could barley control myself, slicing my once perfect skin.
"Jungkook, what do you mean?"
"I love you."
"Jungkook, I love you too, but what's happening?"
I put my phone down, it was still on speaker.
I went to a small cupboard, I opened a draw, and pulled out a gun, it was there in case I had to defend myself.
I guess that bitch really did win.
I hold the loaded gun to my head.
"Goodbye friends," I say to the phone.
"Jungkook, Jungkook what are you doing?"
I pull the trigger.
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29.06.2018
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