My eyes opened slowly, staring at the familiar dull white ceiling. I looked to my left at the heart monitor, the little ticks and lines told me I was still alive physically.
Even if I wasn't alive mentally.
"Cali, it's time to take your medicine."
A young woman, in her early 20's, walked slowly into my room. Her hair was a dirty blonde and she always had it in a bun. You could tell her hair was curly because you could always see little curls popping out of her bun everyday. But, she was very beautiful.
She sat on my bed, placing a tray in between us. I looked down at the tray to another familiar sight.
A tiny clear cap had two pills in it, my morning pills. Next to the cap was eggs, they weren't really eggs though. They were fake, just as fake as everyone's hope for me.
The young woman sighed slightly, looking at the tray and then at me.
"I know you hate this, Cali. I hate making you do it. But, I have to watch you take these pills.. You know why.."
I continued to stare at the pills, remembering what happened. Swallowing a bunch of pills sounded like a sure plan, little did I know, that it would be interrupted.
Right before I could feel myself slip into darkness, I remember someone grabbing me by my arms and shaking me harshly. I opened my eyes slightly that day, only to see the worried face of my nurse, Brenda.
"Brenda, how much longer?"
She gave me a puzzled look as I continued to stare at the tray.
"How much longer until what, Cali?"
I sighed heavy and looked her in her eyes.
"How much longer until I'm finally dead?"
She smiled gently as she picked up my tiny hand. Her dark blue eyes showed intense emotion as she began speaking.
"Cali, I know this is hard. But, you have to keep trying. I know you'll pull through, I just know it."
She gave me a nod, only to let me return it emotionlessly. She let go of my hand and picked up the clear cap with pills, handing them to me.
"Hang on, I'll go get you a drink of water."
She sat up from the bed, giving me a quick smile before leaving my room. I looked down at the clear cap, shaking it so that the pills would smack against each other. Not even 10 seconds later, Brenda walked back into my room with a cup of water in hand.
She handed me the cup, watching my every move. I quickly tilted the cap into my mouth, letting the medicine fall down into my mouth. Picking up the water, I dipped it onto my lips, getting a sip of water to swallow. I put the empty cap back onto the tray along with the cup of water.
"Thank you, Cali. Now, eat up, you need energy."
As soon as she walked out of my room again, I quickly opened my mouth and dug the pills out from underneath my tongue. I moved the tray onto the table next to my bed, stepping onto the cold floor.
Gripping the pills tight in my hand, I walked into my bathroom and opened up the cabinet. I shuffled through multiple thing only to find what I was looking for.
Picking up the discarded book, carefully hidden, I opened it to see a square cut out of pages. Inside the small cut out were about 30 other tiny pills that I've been saving up for the past months. I dropped the pills in with the others and closed the book.
Setting the book back down, I stood there for a second thinking.
You've got enough pills..
Maybe you can do it this time..
They don't suspect anything..
I stared at the book a couple more seconds before picking it back up and opening it. Tilting the book over into my hand, I gripped a hold of all the tiny pills that fell out.
I walked in front of my bathroom mirror, taking in the sight of me. It was almost disgusting looking. My arms were way too thin, my face was a dull white along with my eyes, my hair was only a couple centimeters long because of chemotherapy. I thought about what I looked like before I got sick with leukemia. My hair was a dark brown, it framed my face perfectly. My eyes were a bright hazel color, now they're dull and uneasy to look at.
I held my hand out in front of me, opening it to look at all the pills. Slowly tilting my head back, I lifted my hand up to my mouth about to drop every single pill into my mouth.
"Yoongi are you in her- wait.. You're not-"
The boy looked at what I was doing, making me hurry and shove the pills into my mouth. Terror took over his face as I tried to swallow the pills dry, only choking myself.
"What are you doing!"
He ran over to me as I fell against the sink, continuing to choke. He pulled me over to the toilet and held me in front of it.
"Puke! Don't swallow those!! Don't make me shove my finger down your throat!"
I continued to choke, my mind going completely blank from the situation and adrenaline. Before I could react, he shoved his finger to the back of my throat, making me vomit into the toilet. I opened my eyes, only to watch my escape flush down the toilet.
He rubbed my back as I sat there, staring off into the toilet. I turned my head to look at the boy who made this happen.
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