Wikigirl 2 //PJM

Chapter 52

There are moments when words can fail you. Despite having so many languages in the world each with a vast number of words in their vocabulary, there will still come a moment where you will catch yourself unable to find any word to be considered fitting enough for a situation.

You had had your fair share of such moments, as you had spent a lot of time in hospital halls when you were younger. Waiting alone in silence while your mother was slowly drifting towards death.

The atmosphere made you feel as if you had travelled back to those dreadful days. Powerless and miserable. Carrying burdens you could not share with anyone for no one was around.

Maybe in those days, you were as silent as your mother used to be before every suicidal attempt of hers. Attempts you didn't know that they were such until years after. Your figure must have seemed as unfriendly as Jimin's figure was looking right now in your eyes. Seated in a corner, looking at the floor and only the floor as his clothes carried stains of Jin's blood.

In the eyes of others maybe back then you could have come off as intimidating and unapproachable and maybe that was the reason why no one back then found the guts, to even try to speak to you and comfort you.

You didn't want to be like those people yet you were standing there at some feet distance staring towards Jimin's figure, just like those people once used to stare at you.

Finding the right words to say however sure was not easy for he was not Jimin. If it was to have been him, maybe you would feel more at ease to go approach him and comfort him, hug him at the very least, in case your words would fall short but he was P3 and you weren't sure how someone like him would react to a comforting attempt.

Was he even the one that was feeling truly troubled over Jin's condition? Or was this reaction just because he knew it wouldn't benefit Jimin's emotions if anything serious happened to Jin? If all the feelings he could feel were only Jimin's then that would leave P3 unable to feel for anything and anyone on his own.

Yet if that was the case then it should apply to all his other personalities too. Meaning they feed through Jimin's heart and share his soul. The only thing that basically sets them apart is the fact that they are split parts of his consciousness.

Sure you weren't an expert on psychological issues especially when it came to a split personality disorder however thinking over this connection made you slightly more hopeful for the future. Because they were linked in a way that could lead to healing someday. Those emotions of his that they all feel and share could become the bridge Jimin was in need of finding in order to make peace with the broken pieces of his own mind.

Thinking it over like that made you feel a bit more reassured to approach P3 for even if he was someone you didn't know what reaction to expect of, he had Jimin's feelings and his heart and on that you were certain that you could rely on.

With slow steps you made your way over and took a seat right beside him, waiting for him to acknowledge your presence but he didn't, so you cleared your throat a bit and pretended to accidentally brush your knee against his but you still got no reaction.

"Hey" you ended up speaking to him in slight worry over how still he remained but as soon as you placed a hand over his shoulder, you realized how cold his skin was.

"P3? What's wrong?" You hurriedly cupped his face and turned him over to take a better look at him, only to notice how sweaty his face was and how his eyes appeared to be unable to focus on you despite the close proximity.

"Damn it! I should have checked on you sooner. Come on, talk to me. Shake him off, I can't deal with someone that isn't you right now. We are in the middle of an important task!" You urged him as you slightly started to panic, but still managed to slap his cheeks lightly and not cause any unnecessary attention to fall on you by the passerby nurses that were roaming the halls.