Purpose

Ten

How could my leg give out so soon? I was walking fine before. I was even able to stand on the ledge.

"Want to get on my back?" He asks looking at me with sorry eyes once again.

"Aye, don't pity me." I sigh.

"I guess that's a yes?" His face lights up as he makes his way over to me. And I take the chance to look at his name tag, Jeon Jung Kook.

"Yeah." I push hair out of my face.

He bends down in front on me. "Get on."

"Ugh." I climb on his back and he stands up. "You don't have to."

"It's fine."

"So.... What were you in the roof?" I ask as I rest my chin on his shoulder.

"Ahh... I rather not.... Not now anyway." He sighs as he begins to walk.

"Okay.... I understand."

"You okay, how bad are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me too much."

"If I don't who will?"

"Ugh. It's not your job to worry. So please don't."

"Like I said. If don't who will."

"JungKook. You don't even know me. We just so happen to want to die the same way. And I'm guessing share the same roof. So please.... Just stop."

He suddenly stops walking. "Right we don't know each other. We don't each other's stories, or each other's pain. But I do know our heart aches for love and comfort. Even from a stranger. It's hard to accept it... but don't push me away so easily. I want to help. Or at least be nice to me."

"Fine. I'm sorry."

"It's fine." He continues walking.

I never had anyone be nice to me. Only uncle Hoya. It's a feeling that is strange to me still. I have been broken down so bad that I can't even feel anything anymore. I don't feel happy, sad, mad... I feel nothing at all.