"Beomgyu, please. I'm so sorry! I realize I was really careless with what I said, and now I take everything back."
I don't react, instead continuing to stare out of the window.
I'm all by myself now.
All alone in this cold world.
What's the point living anymore?
I don't have anyone to live for now.
"Look, you can say whatever you want to me, get it off your chest, yeah? I don't care if you swear at me or anything, say whatever you like, if that makes you feel better."
But it won't make me feel better.
How would being rude to someone make me feel better?
But I get Jin is trying to get me to talk to him again.
But is there much point?
He's already made it clear that he's given up on me, and honestly, I'm not surprised.
I must of pissed him off.
I was just waiting with bated breath for him to reveal it.
"How about I get Dr Kim to talk to you, hmm? Maybe that would be better."
Dr. Kim is a good friend of Seokjin's and another psychiatrist in the hospital.
But there's no point.
I'm all alone now.
Nobody can help me.
I can't even help myself.
"I'll send a message to him, shall I?"
I know Dr. Kim is just trying to get something out of me, but it's too late.
Seokjin places his warm hand on my cold one.
"You'll get through this you know. It's not all hopeless."
He speaks gently.
So, so gently.
Like a father who's trying to calm their upset kid.
A father.
I wish I had one.
But at the same time, I don't.
Life is strange.
Complicated.
Hard.
And not just for me.
It was only a matter of time before the staff gave up on me.
I'm a difficult, mute mess.
And now no one can did me out of this pit I've been thrown into.
And you deserve it.
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HARD | A Beomgyu FF
Fanfiction"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥." When Yeonjun meets a troubled boy that most, if not all, have never heard speak, he makes it his mission to hear his voice. To see his happiness. To hear his joyful screams. The hear his laugh. After all...
