Out running karma (Jimin X BTS)

Chapter 17

Jimin curled up in a ball as he felt stinging pain all over his body.

A pool of tears lied by his side as he clutched his aching body.

Memories of what happened earlier flooded in as he cried even harder.

He slowly managed to pick himself up and he sat down, hugging his knees.

He saw all the red whip marks all over his body, decorating his skin in
blood and red slashes.

"I can't do it anymore." Jimin choked out. He let out a loud sob before covering his mouth.

He yelped as he picked himself off the floor. Tears fell down his cheek as he covered his mouth. His face was all flushed and tears stained his cheeks.

Jimin slowly made his way to his desk and took out pieces of paper.

He began writing his suicide notes to all the people in his life. Tears fell onto the notes as he pressed his pencil against the paper.

"I want to end it because of you guys. You're the fucking reason that I'm gone." Jimin whispered and shut his eyes, a tear slipping out. He wrote one note for each and everyone he had met in his painful life.

For BTS, for his mom, a cute one for his dad and a similar one for Ms. Ross. He even wrote one for Mr. Doh and those two boys he had met I  literature class. They were one of those few people who had been nice to him.
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Namjoon clutched his fists as he recalled earlier events. He remembered seeing something on Jimin's neck. It was a big purple mark.

Namjoon bit his lip as he tried figuring out ifit was real or if Jimin was an attention whore.

"Did he try hanging himself?" Namjoon said as his eyes widened.

He tried calming down and telling himself that Jimin was just joking. He was wasn't he? Right?

Namjoon shook his head. He shouldn't care about him. He's irrelevant anyways.

He let out a laugh as he remembered how they beat him.

He laugh soon died as he remembered the look in his eyes. They were so dull and empty. He didn't look scared nor mad. As if he was emotionless.

The thought of it made Namjoon shutter.

He stayed quiet for a second as he thought of all the pain they brought
him. Those bruises on his face looked really bad. So did the one around his neck.

Namjoon shut his eyes and let put a sigh, gripping his hair.

"Fuck him." He muttered and rolled his eyes.

"He wouldn't do shit anyways."
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Jimin neatly placed the envelopes on his desk, stacking them up. He stood up and looked at his room for one last time.

He chuckled as he thought of the memories. Some bad and some good. He recalled the old memories he thought was good. Looking back at it and now it was just fucked up. He didn't have a single good memory.

Everything in his life went to shit.

Jimin shook his head and headed out his room. He looked over the stairs and saw his mom passed out like always.

He let out a sigh of relief and walked out the front door.

As soon as he stepped out the front door, he felt the fresh breeze hit his face. It was around 5 and he could see the blue mixed with yellow sky.

Jimin stopped and breathed in the fresh air. It would be the last time he would be around.

Jimin hissed as he made his way to the bridge.

It took a few minutes but he saw the outline of the bridge. A smile spread on his face as he finally made it.

He ran towards it, using all his energy to get there.

Finally. Finally he would be at peace.
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Suga stared at the blank wall, feeling bored.

He was all alone in his mansion with nothing to do. He felt angry that his parents left him and ditched their plans just for some work stuff.

And of course his sister was out there becoming a star and the 'successful one' and he was just here being the 'disappointment'

Suga snapped out of his thoughts as he heard his phone ring. He reached for his phone and answered it.

"YOU FUCKER!"

He pulled his phone away from his poor ears and frowned.

"What the fuck Namjoon. Why did you call me?"

"Its all your fault! I don't know what's happening. I-I'm not feeling good. Can you believe that I almost felt bad for that pig. Like... seriously?"

Yoongi sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Listen you Britney's giraffe ass, it's not my fault. We've been doing wrong to him and I genuinely don't feel good about that. And now, if you are feeling the same then it means that we have to stop now. And maybe, apologise as well."

"No we won't. Never. Moving on, the gang is gonna hang out near that one park, near bridge. Hurry up dude and show up."

And with that, the line went blank. Yoongi scoffed.

I swear I'm gonna leave this group if they don't stop.
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The members were now at the park, talking and having fun.

"Bro today the bitch I dated brought her new boyfriend and went up to me. She was telling me how I'm trash. Like the fuck?" Jungkook said chuckling.

"Yeah we've been knew" Jin said. Everyone burst
out in laughter.

"Dude is that Jimin." Suga pointed out as they saw a figure from far running toward the bridge.

"Oh fuck that's him. And oh look he's finally running. He could burn a few." Jungkook commented.

Everyone except Yoongi  burst out in laughter.

"Dude dude! Lets go mess him up." Taehyung Suggested.

"Wait what the hell is he doing?" Hoseok said

Jimin smiled as he made it. He looked over the bridge and saw the stream of water.

Jimin let out a shaky sigh as he put his leg over the rail. He was now over the rail, clutching the pole tightly.

"You can do this. End it. You're free. You'll be happy." He muttered to himself.

"JIMIN WHAT THE FUCK."

He heard yelling.

Jimin looked over at and saw them with panicked expressions.

The members realized how bad his condition was. He looked so beat up. Bruises cover his face and they saw red slashes on his body. They saw blood on his forehead.

He looked so..broken and miserable.

They saw tears falling from his face as he let one arm let go of the rail.

They panicked and instantly started running towards him.

"JIMIN!" Namjoon let out as he saw Jimin let go of the rail and let himself fall....