BTS Imagines

Jimin ~ Talk me down

| JIMIN'S POV ;

It's a long way down. Can I do it?

I wasn't given a choice. If I had, would I end up here? I looked around and saw the world I lived in, the home I was willing to leave; it was so corrupted. Everywhere I look I am reminded of how people can be such monsters.

Am I prepared for this?

My heart raced in my chest. The cold air blew violently as if it too was against my decision. I'm afraid. This fear had me grounded in my doubts. Do I really want this?

I closed my eyes and let my feet lead me to my end. I'm doing it. Why? Because if I don't I'm screwed anyway. My life had no purpose.

I didn't tell anyone. My friends, they wouldn't care anyway. I was just a pushover to them. Was I wrong to be kind and considerate of everyone? My family, I let them down.

I just want to sleep forever, to not see this world and these selfish people. I want to erase everything from my mind.

My hand gripped tightly on the cold railing. On the count of three..

One

Two

"Stop!"

I landed painfully on my back. Someone was on top of me. I opened my eyes to see that it was an angel who saved me from myself. Her weight kept me down as she pinned me on the ground.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!!" She screamed at my face. Who are you? "Hey, are you okay? Why aren't you answering me?" She shook my shoulders, "Maybe he hit his head too hard. Damn it, what do I do?"

"Call for help. Right. My phone." She got off of me, quickly taking out her phone. "Um, the emergency number is-"

"I'm okay." I slowly sat myself upright.

"Oh thank God you're fine!" She closed her eyes momentarily as she took a deep breath, "What were you thinking back there? Are you going to jump?"

I didn't answer. I'd rather not.

"I don't about you or your problems but jumping off a building is not a solution." She said, "Are you really okay?"

"I'm fine.." I barely made a sound, "Thank you.. For saving me."

I couldn't look at her face but she stayed beside me. We don't know each other but I feel at ease with her. Why do I feel like this to a stranger?

"Do you want to talk about it? I'm a great listener." She offered with the prettiest smile I've ever seen.

"We don't even know each other." I said.

"Do you have to know a person before you decide to help them?" She propped her hands behind her back and stared at the clouds, "Superheroes have hidden identities but they go around saving people all day." She added. She took her handkerchief and made a blindfold out of it before tying it around her eyes, "I'm Y/N. Think of me as a superhero. I'll listen to you and vow to keep your secrets."

I told her about my life, the burden I carry along with my problems. Before, I thought silence was a sad thing but her silence made me free. I felt great having been able to let go of everything. I felt like I became a different person, someone who was not running from his problems anymore.

"How do you feel?" She took her blindfold off and her pretty eyes gazed at my soul.

"Great." I showed her a smile, one that wasn't just pretend, "Thank you."