Hormones

Pregnant

Jimin sat in his room running his hand though his hair. He picked up his phone a called Jin.

Jin picked up the phone. "Hey. Are you ok?" Jin asked trying to make his voice soft. "Jinnie their sending me away." Jimin said his lip quivering.

"What? Your parents? Where?"

"A mental institution. Jin their putting me in the loony bin!" Jimin sobbed. Jin closed his eyes trying not to cry. He couldn't understand why his parents would do that to him. Didn't they love him?

"Ok jimin. I'll come to your house and we can talk about it."

"No! Can we go to your house?"

Jimin didn't want to stay at his house. He was scared. Jimin had always been sensitive. If someone yelled at him he cried. He would get scared easily as well.

"Ok jimin. Don't cry please. I'll come pick you up." Jin got in his car and drove to jimin's house. He stopped in the drive way and watched jimin run out of his house. Jimin got in the car and sighed.

Jin reached over to the other side of him and grabbed his seat belt, putting it on for him. They drove back to jins house and entered his bedroom. Jin sat down on his bed, motioning jimin to sit down beside him.

Jimin sat down timidly and looked at his lap. Jin sighed and grabbed onto his hand and held it tight. "I'm so sorry Jin." Jimin said still not looking at him. Jin brought jimin's hand up to his face, kissing his knuckles. "Don't apologize. I didn't know your parents were so against it. But why did you hurt yourself?"

Jimin's eyes got teary. "Because Jin. I'm depressed and tired of living. My parents hate me. They hate me so much their throwing me into an asylum." Jimin cried. "Why didn't you tell me?" Jin asked.

Jimin had never once told Jin about his depression. Never said anything about his insecurities.

"Because I thought you wouldn't want to be with me if you knew about it. I thought you would be much happier with someone without a mental illness. I've been on medication for it since I was 12."

Jin nodded as he spoke. Jin put his arm around jimin's shoulders and leaned his head on top of his. "I love you jimin. I don't care. You could be schizophrenic and I'd still love you. If you were dead right now I don't know what I would do without you jimin." Jimin cried even more. He regretted what he had done. He was being so selfish he didn't even think about Jin when he did it.

"I think them sending you there is a bit much but I do think you need help. Maybe a therapist or just someone to talk to." Jin kissed jimin's cheek and ruffled his hair. Jimin nodded and stayed quiet. He just starred at the wall in front of them. Jin looked at jimin's face and put his forehead against his. "When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow."

Jin kissed jimin all over his face. "I'll make sure to call you."

The next day jimin ended up in a mental asylum. He didn't bring anything with him but a book and a photo of Jin and him a few weeks ago outside of school.

When he got there that did a strip search. He took off his shirt and his pants, and his shoes. They gave him white long pants and a white long sleeve shirt to wear. The led him to the room he would be staying in.

It was a room with a bed in the corner with white walls. That was it.

He walked on the cold tile floor and went over to the bed. He sat down on it and heard the bed squeak. It was hard and not comfortable at all. He uncomfortably laid down and held the picture of Jin and him over his face. He starred at it a kissed it. He was about to cry. He missed Jin a lot already.