BUBBLES

ALONE

Sitting on the sun kissed grass lawn of an empty park, Jungkook thought about his own existance. For whom? For what? His life was compressed into these two questions since a long time which never got an answer. His fingers were restless as if trying to hold on to something, maybe a strand of hope but what he managed to get hold of was a grass. He plucked it and threw it away and the meaningless process continued for quiet a long time.

PAST

His mom and dad? Wish he had some one like that because the people who claimed to be his parents put him to the mouth of death when he was just eight. He still remembers the whole events of that day as if it was yesterday. Being drowned in the luxurious jacuzzi of his own mansion by his  parents... for what? Yes, for looking better than his hyung. The perfect reason to struggle for breath.

It didnt take much time for Jungkook to realise he was not the real son of the rich family. The person whom he called dad was his real dad's driver and the person whom killed his real mom and dad for the wealth. That was the day when Jungkook decided to be a rebel to his fake family and to the judgemental society. Running away from the tortures of his parent's murderers and step brother, he ran into the next trap.

Being kidnapped by his dad's business rival for money and the continous tortures he had to survive to get off from there. The money they asked for was never given and thus Jungkook didnt have much option than to join the rivals and work undercover. At the age of ten, he started robbing petty amounts from locals to keep him alive. He was once beaten to death for bringing back less money which was only thousand won less than the daily target given.

As times passed by, the petty robbery turned to small fights and quarrels. He started blackmailing the locals to get money. The way people work to gain more power was hurting innocent people, atleast thats what he thinks. The only thing that Jungkook wished to achieve was to get back at the people who played with his childhood. Unknowningly in the process of gaining power and strength, Jungkook turned to a psychic killer. An addict to killing and tortures.

When he turned seventeen, he decided it was time for pay back. Sneaking into his own mansion which was ruled by his dad's driver and family, Jungkook didnt hesitate. The family had to face the wrath of Jungkook that full moon night. Jungkook didnt flinch even once while he sliced the people who were always on his way. Capturing his own wealth back, Jungkook couldnt enjoy it as he was caught by police.

The next tragedy in his life started when he was in prison for the next three years. He was admitted in the rehabilitation centre as the police found him fighting himself to control his urge for drugs. After attacking and killing his fellow cell mates, Jungkook was locked alone in the dark cell. Living almost two months in complete darkness with no ray of day light, Jungkook turned to a total beast. He started hurting himself just for the sake of  blood and its mentallic smell. He missed it so much that at this point even his own blood was enough to make him satisfied.

The police found him laying by the pool of blood which oozed from his hands and legs on the day of trial. They took him to hospital only to be diagnosed with psychic disorder where person is addicted to killing and violence. The court took his medical condition into consideration and Jungkook escaped from his case only to be admitted in the assylum.

At the age of twenty, Jungkook found his life being contracted inside a hospital room with no contact to outer world. The doctors and attenders visited him once a day just to inject some medicines while a nurse walked in thrice a day to shove a meal box in front of him. The lonely life affected him a lot at first but soon the medicines tried to control his mind state pushing him into the world of depression.

For an year, his isolation continued and day by day Jungkook looked weaker and hurt. His perfect bunny face looked pale with dark circles formed like a bag below his doe eyes. The collarbones standing out clearly showed how terrible his condition is. He almost forgot his own language as he havent heard people talking or did he talk back.
After an year, he was sifted to another room with a boy who was having a hyper active disorder. Or atleast thats what Jungkook felt because the boy kept on blabbering for no reason.

"Hey, nice to meet you." The boy said putting out his hands.

"Umm." Jungkook hummed giving his hands and he trembled at the sudden contact of a human.

"I am Park Jimin." The boy gave a wide eye smile which brought a slight smile on Jungkook too.