Pinky Promise--Taekook

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"Get up!" Bora yelled, 

I sit up, squinting and confused. She opens the blinds loudly and I cover my eyes. he sits on the bed, ignoring my shirtless state. 

"You've missed so much school they're recommending you leave!" She exclaims. 

"....Ok?" I wasn't processing her words just yet. 

"You have to study! The year is almost over!" He hits me on the head. "Or you're going to drop out." 

"Ok" I sighed, while grabbing her wrist. "Now leave me alone" 

"No. you're going to school." 

"I'm not" 

"Why not?" She challenges, her face turning purple. 

I felt so tired. I'd come home yesterday and had just gone to sleep. I still felt tired. could she just leave me alone? 

It was childish, but I pulled the covers over my head and ignored her until she left my room. 

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I felt hands on my waist. I open my eyes to see Yoongi. He smiles and leans in, kissing me. I tear up. I miss him. 

His hands cup my jaw and press against my neck. A blade is pushed against my skin. My eyes fly open. Yoongi was smiling, his features merging into Changbin's the knife cuts my throat. 

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I wake up clutching my throat. The injury buzzed as if the knife had actually been there. I took a deep breath. But it didn't calm me down whatsoever.  I tried to focus on something. The time.

IT was 4:30 in the morning. I'd slept all day, fuck. Bora was going to be mad at me. The thought only pushed me into a deeper state of panic. 

Water. cold water. I stumbled to the bathroom splashing cold water on my face btu it didn't seem to help. 

I slide to the ground, my breathing battered and bruised, my hands shaking. I closed my eyes but saw Changbin's smile. 

"I'm just going to have some fun."

I pinched my arm. The pain seemed to help. And before I knew it I had a razor in my hand. I stared at my shaking hand a moment before slashing my wrist. I held my breath and the wound started to sting. Changbin's voice wasn't whispering in my ears anymore. 

And again. 

I could still feel his hands on me. 

and again. 

I took a deep breath; I was getting calmer. 

And again. 

I threw the blade across the room and covered my face with my hands. I was sobbing now. 

I couldn't do what Yoongi asked. I was trying so hard, but it just wasn't happening. Everything's falling apart.