*Warning: suicide mention/ talk *
*Yoonwoo's pov*
I look at the small cup filled with my morning pills, a look that showed how much that I didn't want to take them, but that's a everyday feeling. I take a deep, slow breath before tipping my head back, cup against my lips as I take all my pills at once, just to get it put of the way. Tho these pills I take aren't like the average small, I wish that was the case. But no, these pills are huge, like the size of a ibuprofen liquid gel, big.
Most people would have a fear of taking pills like that whole, but I'm obviously not like most people. I fear nothing, considering the fact that I walked in on a murder, from my *father* ugh, just the very thought makes my blood boil. If I ever see him again, whether it's crossing paths, or just seemingly in the same place as me and Jhinwoo are. It's just gonna be a day where he's just at the wrong place at the wrong time. He shouldn't even be alive, let alone be walking around the way he most likely is.
I knew from that night, that cold, cold, tragedy filled night. Blood, blood everywhere. A mental breakdown that started it all, and if it wasn't for Jhinwoo being by my side the entire time, I would most likely be dead. From suicide most likely. Whether from hanging, a slit to the wrist, drowning myself, overdosing, going to the tallest bridge in my town and jumping off. Honestly there would be so many options for me to choose from, if Jhinwoo weren't here for me that is.
But I know that Jhinwoo would never leave me. Despite the state, and my mental health being shit, and knowing how much of a burden I am to him I know for a fact, that Jhinwoo would NEVER leave me alone, NEVER abandon me. Not only is he protective of me, his baby sister, I'm his partner in crime. Because of our story, we aren't known as the Oh siblings, despite being who our father is. Which I would most likely keep that way, if they knew, we may or may not know a few ways to make them forget.
Of course we've never thought of killing anyone before, but there are a lot of people who don't really appreciate us being the way we are, tho we're the protagonists of this story, and their just the useless side characters. Who don't most likely have a plot, I mean if they ever decide to cross us in anyway then we'll have to see.
Jhinwoo took the small paper cup from me and threw it away in my nearby trash can, and looked over at me with a small smile. "I don't have to work till tomorrow night so is there anything you would like to do?"
I looked up at him and shrugged, normally when he would ask me we would just go for a walk, get some fresh air, it's been about a week or so, it's been too hot to really go anywhere. But I'm sure a walk into the shopping district wouldn't hurt. "We could always go and take a walk to the shopping district, maybe get some stuff for dinner, have a picnic by the river? Maybe we can find some snacks and stuff, my snack drawer is really low and it's about time for a refill." I said as I pulled open my top drawer to only a bag of chips, and not even the big bags, tho, those are a scam too.Jhinwoo nodded and smiles softly. "Sounds nice, and you really are low. Well just me knowing that you do eat your snacks from time to time makes me happy. Cause I know those pills have some major side effects. Especially your decrease in appetite, I always worry about you when that happens. It doesn't always happen, but when it does I want to stay by your side." Jhinwoo was honestly the best big brother ever, and I am forever grateful for him. I know I keep repeating myself but I truly do mean it. We have each other's backs. He knows and gets me like no one else does. Thank you Jhinwoo.
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Her Final Words
HorrorThe long wait is finally over, this is my sequel story to Her Last Words (A Killing Stalking Story), Her Final Words. With more OC characters, more blood, murders, heart wrenching moments, but told from Jhinwoo's and Yoonwoo's perspective (13 years...