Tomorrow, still Today| (Kim Taehyung)

In front of me

And as there is light above me

and water underneath

I simply choose the haunting abyss

not being able to handle the light

as my eyes have never seen it before.

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My head falls on the table and I let out a groan in frustration.

What am I supposed to do?

The whole week has been like this. Me walking in, standing there for ten minutes, me leaving. But what am I supposed to do?

I read through his paper.

There was nothing more than that. That's it.

Name: Kim Taehyung. Birth date: December 30 1995.

Arang hospital: July 27 2013. Release date: --

Mental case: severe depression, Insanity

Criminal case: Murder on his brother.

I almost dig my eyes out in frustration. There is therapy. Pills and Treatment, so Doctor Im told me. But he needs psychiatric treatment, from me apparently.

The thing is, he hasn't talked for three years.

And the other nurses refuse to tell me a thing about him, telling me harshly, that it's my job to find out.

1 single page in front of me and determined, well a little scared too, I decide, that it's time to talk with Kim Taehyung.

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"Does this hurt?"

They ask me and I clench my eyes shut, not able to open my mouth. I feel my tongue bleeding from biting on it too much.

They strapped me down.

I shake too much, so they say, this is the best way to not hurt myself.

"Y-yes...", I mumble.

"Is it too much?", she asks me, full concern in her voice.

"Y-y-es..." I scream internally, but I'm not able to let it out.

"One more", she pats my head and it feels like a hammer hitting on my head. Everything is louder, everything is brighter and everything is more.

"Just one more, Kim Taehyung." Then she presses the button again and I pass out.

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"Kim Taehyung! Get here immediately!"

I laugh hysterically and pull Jungkook with me. He whines and shoves me a little. "Come on, Jungkook-ah. Before Mom gets us!"

My laughter won't stop as I feel the adrenaline run through my bones, making me move faster. Together we run over the roofs, not caring anymore, that Mom yelled at us from underneath.

"Taee~" The 6-year old shouts cutely and lets out a little snicker. I pat his head and he squirms under my hand. "Kookie~ look! Quick!"

I point above our heads and see the clouds vanishing, promising the rising sun. The sky lights up in orange and pink.

"Wooaah~" Kookie makes and stops in his track.

Proud, that I found this, I glance at him before looking up again.

Then my smile falters.

Black.

No.

The sky is black again. How can it be black again? I turn around to Jungkook and look at him with big eyes, as he's still staring in awe.

"Jungkook-ah..."

"Wooaah, Tae~ this is so beautiful." His mouth opens and never closes.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Why? Everything is black. Where are the pretty colours?

I glance down to Mom and my brows furrow even deeper as I see her dazed look on her face. They both stare in awe at the colours that have disappeared already.

I start crying.

"Tae, can't you see the pretty colours? It's so... beautiful~" Kookie mumbles besides me and points up to the sky. "Look there!"

I shut my eyes and rip them wide open, but still. Nothing.

I grip my hair in frustration.

I cry. Why can't I see it?

The pretty clouds, that once were visible to my eyes. I need to remember them, even if I saw them only for a few seconds. They can only tell me about it but the memory of them vanishes slowly.

I should have looked closer, when I saw them before me.

And now I can only mourn, as everyone gets to see them but I.

"Kim Taehyung!"

I flinch at the unfamiliar voice, disrupting my thinking. Who is it?

I turn around to Kookie but am only greeted by utter darkness. Where has he gone?

"Kim Taehyung?"

Mom? I turn around but still, nothing.

"Kim Taehyung! Kim Taehyung!" The voice gets louder.

I feel myself getting sucked in, my mind feels dizzy and my breathing stops.

Then I wake up.

I shoot out of the bed, startled. There is a figure hovering over me and I immediately flinch back. It's a girl. Her hair is dyed in a weird color, that I can't find a name for at the moment.

She steps a little back and huffs a breath, eyeing my sweat-covered face.

"What the hell have they done to you?"

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