Carving for love | Chapter 5

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HELLO AGAIN!

Taehyung could be seen, lying on the bed like a dead body

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Taehyung could be seen, lying on the bed like a dead body......

A body which is alive but still has no sign of life. When he breathed, it felt like the hot air of the desert. When he cried, it felt like the god of death was moaning. When he made any movement, it left like, a dry and dead tree is moving under the influence of a strong gale.....

He surely seemed like a dry tree, which might get uprooted any moment, if any more gale put some force on it.

He was like that tree, which has got a very less amount of living cells left in it. The whole tree can only be recovered, can only be saved if it is kept under proper care, water and nourishment....but was it really gonna happen?

Will someone come to water it? Will someone come to save it from the hot and dry breeze of gale? Will someone provide it manure and help it to grow?

He was hopeless........he had lost all his interest in living. He knew, no one else is gonna come and love him.

He was aware of himself been thrown away from each and everyone's lives.

As he was not normal....and had many mental issues. He was treated badly by his cousins and relatives. He even had no friend in his school and college life.

The only one he had was Eun-he...and even if some people who talked to him, were just there because Eun-he held his hand.

But once she was all gone; he knew....he will be left alone once again.

Mr. Kim was still sitting close to him, thinking about all the things that Tae said to him a few minutes ago. He got to know for the first time that how much Taehyung's heart ached in past years.

He somehow tried to change the topic and asked, "Tae......why did you stop taking medicines dear?"

"I........I am sorry.....actually I forgot." He replied.

Lie.

It was all a lie.

The real reason behind it were 1) He hated taking them. He wanted to live like a normal man. 2) Those had side effects which made him feel really bad. Specially the sedative ones which always made him tired and sleepy. 3) Who would love to survive on medicines? The all a human can expect is a carefree and healthy life and die peacefully with no pain and problem.

"I know.....you don't like to take them son. But those are necessary for your health." Mr. Kim sighed and tried to convince his son.

"Hmm.." the raven just responded in a hum.

"And where did you get that gun from?" Mr. Kim asked.

"From your room....."

"But why?"

"As you took away all the weapons I had with me, so this was the only way left to at least keep a single gun with me.
I am your son. You are a Mafia.....so I too should have something to save me and my loved ones.....but I still regret that I couldn't save my love....." he sighed. Silence engulfed the room for a while as the younger replied.

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