If I could find a way to see this straight, I'd run away
I stepped outside in the cold winter air, wrapping my scarf around my lower face. It was dawn, the time being a little over 5 AM.
I started to make my way to the bus stop down the street. It was a Miles walk, but it was worth it in this moment of time. Usually I would get a ride, but no one was up.
And it made it easier to leave "home".
Hoseok had promised me a forever, he even proposed and I accepted.
I left my ring on the kitchen table in the apartment we shared together. I wanted nothing to remember from him.
To some fortune that I, I should have found by now
I waited for the bus that was suppose to come at 5:30, and it was only 5:10. I sat down on the cold, metal bench. My thick leggings and sweater didn't help with this weather.
I wanted Hobi's sweater and sweat pants, but scoffed when I thought of it.
I first found texts on his phone, and I won't go into detail of it. I accused him, but he just brushed it off.
Second I found him in our bed with another girl. It hurt to think of that memory which was only a week ago. The memory burned my brain, and it disgusted me.
I told him after the girl left that I forgave him.
But little did he know I booked a plane ticket back to America the next day for this week.
And so I run to the things they said could restore me, restore life the way it should be
The bus arrived 5 minutes late. I texted my mom that I was on my way to the airport.
It took my mother some time to let the idea of Hobi cheat on my, and it took me even longer. We both agreed that I should come home.
But her thought was to tell him and I brushed that thought away.
I fell asleep on the bus, being woken up by a nice woman who saw my plane ticket.
I thanked her as I walked off, being met by the cold air once again.
It was almost 7 and I had gotten a few texts from Hobi asking me where I was. I ignored them as I sent one last text to my mom, saying I was at the airport.
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
I took my medicine before I entered the airport doors, making me sleepy as I boarded the plane. It helped me with my fear of flying.
I threw away my phone at a trash can in the airport somewhere. By the time I had thrown it away, Hobi had called me many times with many texts.
I felt bad, but I needed to go home.
I muttered a goodbye to Hobi as the plane made its way into the sky.
Hoseoks POV
Life's to short to even care at all oh
I was pacing back and forth, worrying why she wasn't texting me back.
It was now 10 AM and I had no replies from her.
I remembered that we could track each others phones and see the locations, so I turned my phone on and went right to investigating.
My fingers turned numb and I dropped my phone.
She was at the airport, right outside of it.
I grabbed my keys and headed out.
I'm losing my mind losing my mind loosing control
I arrived and followed the blinking red button, but didn't find her.
It took me a whole hour of searching throughout the airport to realize she was gone.
I didn't break down until I went home. When I closed the door I fell onto my knees and started to sob.
I cried for a long time, not knowing how long I was on the cold tile floor.
My head started to hurt so I went to go take my pills.
If I could find a way to see this straight, I'd run away
I passed the kitchen table and saw her ring there with a note, but I didn't dare to read it.
As I entered the bathroom, I locked the door.
To some fortune that I, I should have found by now
I filled the sink with water and looked at myself.
"So stupid," I kept repeating until my voice hurt.
I took out my medicine, knowing what I should do.
And so I run to the things they said could restore me
I overdosed a lot, letting the pills linger in my mouth. They tasted funny. I never really noticed they tasted so bitter.
I filled up the glass with water, and swallowed down the pills.
I knew it would be some time for them to kick in, so I sent goodbye texts to the boys. I explained to each and every one of them what they meant to me and how much I loved them.
I didn't dare call my parents. They'd make me change my mind and I didn't need that to happen.
I texted her, knowing she'd never get it. I explained how much I loved her and told her I was sorry.
Restore life the way it should be
Fists pounding at the bathroom door made my head hurt even more. I yelled at whoever it was to stop.
When her voice filled my ears, I tried to get up from the cowardly position I was in on the floor.
I crawled to the door and unlocked it, being pounced on by her and the boys.
Namjoon carried me to the car I'm guessing they came in. They strapped me in, in the middle of the car.
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
I asked where she was, not seeing her face in the car.
"Hobi she was never with us," Jungkook said while crying.
They all gave me apologetic looks, but everything became blurry when I blinked. Breathing became heavy and I started to choke.
I could hear Jin screaming at Namjoon to drive faster. He said something about being a few minutes away from the hospital.
But I didn't want to be saved, I wanted to die.
I gave my ring to Jin and told him to give it to her, since I could never do it. He told me to hang on to it to give it to her myself.
I muttered something about being cowardly and then everything went black.
One more spoon of cough syrup whoa
I heard beeping and my body was in pain, everywhere. I tried to open my eyes, but they were glued shut.
I heard the doctor say the overdose was too much for my body, me being weak already. I could hear sobs and screams from a few of the boys.
Her face kept playing in my mind over and over again with the beeping, until she disappeared and everything went quiet.
One more spoon of cough syrup, whoa
Sorry guys that I put head ache pills instead of cough syrup, it might have ruined it. Vote and leave comments of new story ideas and if you've liked what I've written so far :) Thanks!!
