Obsession (vkook)

16

    "Calm down, kid~"

    "No! You can't do this to!"

Taehyung screams as he's pushed into a small room. The staff using force as he resists with all the strength he had left.

    "I'm not crazy! You can't put me in here~ No!" He screams at the top of his lungs. Desperately trying to escape their grasp. "Help me! Somebody, help me!"

    "We're here to help you, Taehyung. We aren't going to hurt you," One of them says as they force him down onto the bed. "Get the sedative."

    "No, please, don't. Don't!" Taehyung cries, pulling his arms away from the men. "I'm not meant to be here, please!"

    "We're not gonna hurt you. We're just gonna help you relax," The same man says, looking down at him as he fights to keep his arms down. "No one here is going to hurt you. Do you understand?"

Taehyung feels a sharp pain in his arm, causing him to scream in panic. But he can't fight the men anymore, he feels weak suddenly.

    "N-No..." He cries as his arms are restrained by his side. "Please...please you...you don't understand."

    "You're safe, Taehyung. Relax," Another one says. "Just relax..."

Taehyung cries out tiredly before his eyes fall shut, the sounds in the room all becoming muffled. "M-Mom...mom~"

    "You'll be able to see your family soon—if you behave. All you have to do is behave."

~

    "Another schizo I guess."

    "Don't be offensive, he might hear you."

    "Should she only be offensive when he can't hear her, hyung?"

"Piss off."

Taehyung sits alone in the large dining area of the hospital. His knees pulled to his chest as he stares off. Listening to the people around and wondering how many of those voices were only in his head.

    "There's nothing wrong with me," He reminds himself, shaking the thought from his head. "Nothing."

    "Hey, kid. You gotta eat, your medicine will make you as sick as a dog if you don't," One of the attendees at the hospital says, sitting a tray down in front of him. Along with the medication that his mother signed off on.

    "What's that?" He asks, looking down at the pills. He had signed power of attorney over to his mother while he was in hospital. He had a choice not to but it felt like he didn't.

    "Medicine. It'll make you feel better," She says. "Take it. I can't leave until you do."

    "No," Taehyung says, turning away from her as if she weren't there at all.

    "You have to," The attendee says. "Do you really want to go back to solitary after spending almost a week in there? Just take the medicine. It'll make your life easier."

    "I'm not meant to be in here," Taehyung says, looking up at the woman. His eyes are void of any emotions despite the tears that flood them. "I'm not crazy. I know I'm not crazy."

    "There are no crazy people here. Take the medication or it's back to solitary," She says impatiently. "You've got five seconds and I'm calling them to sedate you."

Taehyung shakes his head—looking away from the woman again. "You're just like the rest of them."

    "You leave me no choice."