[TRIGGER WARNING]This chapter has a lot of depressive thoughts, so if you don't want to read this kind of shit, just skip it. You have been warned :)
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Why?
Taehyung wanted to cry so bad, but the tears refused to show up. There were so many emotions inside of him but none of them dared to escape his body. He sat on the floor with his sweaty back resting against his bed as he hugged his knees. His fingers fiddled with the blade that was now covered in blood from the cuts it had created on his arm.
He felt trapped.
Taehyung needed space. He wanted space to think and get his emotions and thoughts out of his heart. He needed to get away as fast as possible. So, he planned to do just that. He planned to run away. Run away from home and everything. Run away from old memories, friends and family.
He wanted time, but it seemed as if no one was willing to give him that. Just doctors and therapists. That's all they ever gave him. Once a week, he would have to go to a therapist, and once a month he had to take tests at doctors.
He threw his grey duffel bag onto my bed and shoved his girly clothes in it along with an umbrella, snacks, money and a thin blanket, not caring if it was enough to shelter my well-being. In another small shoulder bag, he put my book where he would usually write his precious thoughts in, a camera, more money, in case the other wasn't enough or if someone robbed him.
He hopped onto his bed that was covered in lilac sheets where his laptop was laying. He flicked it open in a swift move and clicked on safari. Typing in the train station company that he was planning to use, he searched for the earliest the trains that went to Busan. The train station was only a five-minute walk from where he lived, so it wouldn't be a problem to take a train that only went in ten minutes.
The earliest train went 3:07 AM.
He smacked his laptop and rushed it in his duffel bag.
"8 minutes".
He grabbed my things in a hurry and quietly tip-toed down the stairs. You could hear a bed creaking, skin slapping and moaning sounds from his mother's bedroom. Taehyung could hear it all the way to downstairs, where he currently was. You wouldn't be surprised if the neighbours couldn't sleep.
He shoved his foot into his pastel green converse that was covered in dirt, feeling the cold sole against his feet. Vigorously tying his shoelaces "motherfucking whore."
Taehyung grabbed his jacket and his two bags and headed out, running since there were only five minutes left. He felt the cold air fluttering his flushed face. He had already ordered a ticket to his phone number, so he could just need to show the train patrolman or woman an SMS that would say that he had paid for the ticket. He began feeling small cold droplets falling down his skin.
Rain.
Taehyung couldn't believe it. Rain? Now? Was he really that unlucky? He took a turn at the end of the street. He could feel his back getting cold and wet and his hair sticking onto his forehead. He would take out his umbrella but considering how much time he had left, he didn't.
The train was still there when Taehyung arrived, rushing into the train with only 3 minutes to spare. The carriage he went in wasn't very crowded at the moment, which made him relieved since he was in a foul mood and someone sitting next to him would make it worse. There were only about seven people in the waggon, most of them sleeping. Probably because it is very early in the morning, considering its now 3:15 AM.
He sat next to a window, putting his duffel bag on the seat next to his.
The train started to move, and Taehyung's heartbeat quickened. Was he really ready for this? Hell yeah. Will he regret it? Fuck no. He has been waiting for this moment to arrive since he took his first steps.
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A/N: SOOOooOOoOO... I rewrote this shit cause I wasn't happy with it eughudghufgbfdu kms. Anyways, I hope it is better now. I have been working on this shit for like forever. ThEreS PrObABlY sTiLL ShITTy mIStaKEs But EuGH. :)))))))))))
(this is probably to short ugh ugh)
I'm wondering if I should ask you questions at the end of the chapters so I can interact with yall more.
Did you sleep well?
Now enjoy this iconic Vkook moment ;)
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