Silent Secrets - Minsung

Chapter 45

TW: Survivors guilt, mentions of death/murder, threats of suicide.
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Sunday 1pm:
Jisung's POV:

Jisung woke up in a slight panic when he felt a body on either side of him but then all of last night's events and the nightmare came flooding back in and he immediately started sobbing again. Both of the boys engulfed Jisung in a hug as soon as they realised. "Sungie it's ok" Felix tried saying, but this made Jisung mad. "Get out." he sob screamed at Felix. "Woah Sungie. Hey, we are just trying to comfort you" Minho said gently. "BUT DOES THIS SEEM FUCKING OK TO YOU?" Jisung screamed again, climbing out of bed. "Bubs, I'm sorry. No, it doesn't, but I'm just trying to assure you that you are safe." Felix whispered. "THAT'S THE FUCKING PROBLEM FELIX. WHY AM I STILL ALIVE? WHY IS SHE GONE? IT SHOULD BE ME. I should have fucking died. They should have killed me too. I miss her. I - " Jisung screamed, but his speech got quieter until he was just sobbing again. "I know Sungie. I'm so sorry" Felix said getting up, trying to hug Jisung again. Jisung shrugged him off, "But you don't get it. Don't tell me you get it. HOW DARE YOU TELL ME THAT." All of Jisung's emotions had turned to anger again, he was absolutely fuming. "I should just go out and get killed like her, maybe do it myself. What's the fucking point anymore huh? MY OWN FUCKING PARENTS KILLED HER AND THEN LEFT ME, YET YOU HAVE THE GUTS TO SIT HERE AND TELL ME THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND OR KNOW." Jisung left the bedroom, heading straight to the front door but it was bolted still. Just as he was trying to do that, Minho grabbed hold of him. Jisung started kicking at him. "Jisung. NO. You are not leaving this apartment right now. I'm not fucking letting you. Felix fucking call someone. Changbin? I don't care who, just call someone fucking hell." Minho shouted as Jisung still struggled to get out of Minho's hold. "Minho, fine. Let's go for a walk and talk then or something. I feel like I'm being suffocated here. Please, baby." He tried to cry again but the adrenaline and anger coursing through his body was not allowing him to focus on anything else but one thing, getting out of that apartment. "After what you just said, no. It's not happening until you are calm again. You have never shouted at anyone like that. This is not you. Please baby, just sit down and talk to me." minho pleaded. Jisung scoffed, "It's not like me? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU ACT IF YOU FOUND OUT YOUR PARENTS KILLED YOUR SISTER IN FRONT OF YOU HUH?" Jisung screamed. "Sungie, please. Please, baby, stop this. Just breathe. I. I want to help you. Let me help you, please. Just sit down. I can't let you out of the apartment because if something happens to you, I will never forgive myself. Please just sit down" Minho practically was begging now. "Fucking fine. You can make sure the door is bolted but get the fuck off of me right now. I won't run but get off. I mean it." Jisung ordered. "Fine but sit first. Felix check the locks." Minho said, guiding Jisung to the couch.

Minho stood standing up near the couch, while Felix stayed at the door, waiting for Changbin and Chan to come. Both of them just looked at Jisung sadly. "What?" Jisung shrugged angrily. "Do you wanna talk about it Sungie?" Minho asked. "What's there to say? They asked her to get groceries, I went with her, they shot her on our way up there. They then silenced me to where I was afraid to even talk then they fled the country when questions wouldn't be asked about a 16-year-old living alone. What more is there to say?" Jisung dead-panned. They all sat in silence for about 10 minutes, no one knowing what else to say, until there was a knock at the door. Minho stood in front of Jisung making sure he wouldn't try to run, while Felix opened the door to Changbin and Chan. Both of them walked in quietly, Changbin standing next to Felix at the door and Chan went to stand near Minho. "You can sit now Minho, it's cool," Chan said. "So what? You lot are gonna keep me prisoner here until when? Like this is fucking illegal. Aint it technically some kind of kidnapping or some shit like that?" Jisung asked mockingly. "Well, either this, or we can call the police and get you into involuntary holding in a ward. It's up to you not us. Wanna be here or nah?" Changbin asked. "How fucking dare you. Put me in some kind of fucking ward? Are you fucking serious?" Jisung shouted. "Look at how you are acting. Shouting at Felix, trying to fight Minho. Do you think you are really in the right state of mind? I know this is shitty to be held here, but we care about you and don't want anything to happen to you man" Changbin asked. "I fought him out of self-defense and I'm allowed to shout at whoever, whenever I like. I have free will." Jisung argued. "Jisung. I'm not going back and forth with you man. Either it's here or a ward. Your choice." Changbin shrugged. "Ok. What Changbin means is, we know you are going through absolute hell right now. But please, stop trying to push us away when we are just trying to help you. We aren't letting you out of here because we are scared. We care about you and don't want anything to happen to you." Chan corrected. Jisung just shrugged. "Can I get back in bed? You creeps can come with if you so wish but the floor is where assholes belong, so either sit or stand on it. You so much as sit on my bed and I will throw hands." Jisung warned. They all nodded, walking him to the bedroom. Jisung climbed into bed, pulling the duvet over his head, curling up into the fetal position, broke down, pretending that the world no longer existed.

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Sunday 3pm:
Minho's POV:

Once Jisung had been asleep for a little while after crying himself to sleep, Felix signaled to Minho that they needed to talk. They both left the bedroom, leaving Chan and Changbin to watch over Jisung, just in case he woke up.

Once they were out of the room, Felix broke down. "What can we do for him Minho? He's a mess. I don't know what to do. Should we call someone? He needs to tell the police about his parents but he is not in the right mindset and I don't know how many questions they will ask even if we call just for help with his suicidal threats." Felix cried. "Lixie. I think we need to. We can't deal with him alone, he needs help. We know nothing about the situation he is in or how to help as he said. I think he needs professionals right now." Minho numbly mumbled. "Ok" Felix nodded sadly. "I can call, go back in there and be with him," Minho stated. Felix stared at Minho for a second, then just hung his head and walked back into the bedroom. Minho then got out his phone and dialed the emergency number. "911, what's your emergency?" Said the operator on the phone. "I'm calling for help for my boyfriend, he is threatening to commit suicide," Minho replied, with tears in his eyes.