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A cry for help

Au: normal?
Angsty
Ship/yeah😭: Mina x twice

TW: Mentions of su!c!de, mental issues and ye

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Mina pov:

Another day, another fucking day. I can't count the days I'd wake up and question why I was here. I was a medicated mess. Did anyone know that? No. Did anyone care? Probably no.

I've always been ashamed of my mental illnesses, they are stupid, petty, annoying and i don't want to seem desperate for attention. I mean, if I can't deal with illness how could I be an idol?

I stared at the ceiling, dread washing over me. I know I have to get up, I don't want to, I want to just rot.

I hear a whine from the left side of the room, Nayeon, right. Don't get me wrong, I love Nayeon but the whining was insufferable, I can't handle more noise then is already in my head. The voices screaming at me to fall asleep forever and get swallowed by nothingness were loud enough. Yet I look over with a forced cute pout.

"Unnieeee! What's wrong?" I ask in a forced playful tone, I'm such a good actor.

"I'm tired I barely got sleep" Nayeon whined and giggled.

Liar.

She slept for 4 hours, that's more than I could ever imagine.

"Unnie.. you need more sleep, take it easy during practice okay?" I said with a forced smile, getting out of my bed, my head feeling heavy and cloudy.

She smiled and nodded, getting out of bed with a yawn.

"Today me and Jihyo have kitchen duty so I'll see you at breakfast" She said waving a little then heading out the room, not before shooting a slightly concerned glance.

Had she noticed the act?

I was alone with myself again. I went over to the nightstand by my bed, opening the drawer and picking out the pills for the day.

Bipolar disorder meds, antidepressants and anxiety meds, such a lovely combo, I thought to myself, I found comfort in ridiculing myself. I took the glass of water from my nightstand, downing the pills.

A soft sigh escapes me, the voices quiet down, hm maybe today won't be as miserable as I thought.

I went to my wardrobe picking a training outfit that matched my personality, dull. I simply just put my hair in a ponytail, I don't have energy to do makeup anymore so I just stare at myself.

I make a move out of my room and to the kitchen, a plate of food and a table full of my friends awaited me. I don't feel anything.

A playful and energetic facade takes over me. "Hay everyone, goodmorning" I said, sitting down at my chair, eating the food. It tased odd with meds, everything was odd with meds.

I look up at Jihyo who was sitting across from me, her head is tilted, she looks odd. Is she grossed out by me? Of course, everyone is. Or maybe she feels sorry for me, for someone so weak.

"Mina, are you okay sweetie?" She asked looking at me, was she concerned? No. She's just out to get me or something, maybe she thinks I'm weak. Or maybe she cares..? Is that possible.

"Uh, yeah how so?" I ask, a bit to monotone for my liking, i quickly whipped up my signature fake smile to cover up for my slip up.

She raised a brow. Fuck.

Jihyo looks over at Sana, Sana looks concerned and gives an 'I told you so' look.

I knew it, they were talking about me behind my back. Idiots. No wait what? They cared, why am I like this? Why is my mind working against my feelings? Am I really this insecure I can't think people are out to get me? Yes.