Please don't kill me, I am already dying here😭😭😭😭
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--One week ahead--
You Shakily exhaled admist the tremors that were whacking your bodys. Your breaths heavy, as you felt suffocated under 4 blankets that you draped upon yourself.
So cold. It was so cold.
A sob left your lips, as you struggled to breathe. Guilt was drowning you in an ocean, with no lifesaver you could float upon. A string of blood running down your nose, that you couldn't wipe due to lack of energy.
Scared, Scared, so terrifyingly scared.
Tears were running down your cheeks, and you croaked, inbetween your gasps, "E-Eomma..."
They didn't know, no one did...
Hopelessness brimmed your heart, and you knew despite the chillig cold, was a burning fever.
You knew it wasn't their fault, how could they know when you didn't let them? Destroyed body, obliterated heart, the pieces were so sharp, you didn't let them get closer. What if the shards cut?
Your cries were unheard, but god, you wished to say a good bye to the whom you broke to pieces not long ago.
Your hand, shivered reaching under your cold pillow that was soaked with blood you couldn't bring yourself to clean.
You squinted your eyes closed, more tears running down your eyes. Loud music still played in your ears to drown out the terrifying feeling of dying. You didn't want to acknowledge.
You tried recording your voice, sobs intervened. "B-bangChan..." You sobbed louder, "Mian-hae..." Your voice cracked from shaking so hard, and you wanted to wash the guilt away. Wash the pain away, but one click... wasn't enough.
Your phone slipped off your hands, down the bed making you scream, the scream that wouldn't be Heard downstairs in the party.
You sobbed in the pillow, and were falling out of consciousness, when the door creaked.
"I just wanted to say--Y/N!!"
A Panicked cry, and you felt the blankets being ripped off. You felt yourself loosing to the slumber.
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Wish granted, you wanted him to know, he did. 😌
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Break in | Bangchan Fanfic
FanfictionLife and Pain had always been hand-in-hand, bestfriends. She was a woman who lived in the shadows of her own pain, He was someone who tried to unravel her fears. Her cries, when unheard were the loudest but silent for the ears of those who surrounde...
