𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞

Choices need to be Made

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The sound of the heart machine.

Namjoon didn't die. He never did.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The beeping started getting louder and louder until Namjoon's eyes opened. Tears streaming down his cheeks as he regretted what he had done.

H-hello?

His voice echoed in the pitch black room.

"Hello Kim Namjoon."

"Who-who are you?"

"Your guardian angel."

Namjoon's eyes widen no way. No way NO WAY.

"I see regretfullness in your eyes Namjoon. Do you regret what you've done?" The angel asked.

"I do..I was just..I just..i..I just wanted the pain to go away..it hurt so much! I wasn't even thinking-"

"Breathe. Unfortunately it's too late for that now also suicide is a big sin to commit Namjoon." The angel spoke.

Namjoon with big glassy eyes stared at the angel.

"Am...am I dead?"

"No. You're close though. Since you haven't eaten real food in months your body is weak. Your red cells can't fight against a huge injury. Your brain has suffered severe damage."

Namjoon whimpered and looked down.

"I will give you an option."

Namjoon's head quickly turned to the angel.

"Do you want to go back? You will be in the hospital for a long time. There will be a severe consequence for your actions that cannot be spoken of. Are you willing to risk your chances?"

Namjoon looked down and stared at the angel and gave his final answer.

"Yes. I want to go back."

"Mr. Kim has survived."