Ugly yet Beautiful || Jikook

Chapter 6

Authors P.O.V
Jimin was currently sat on the window ledge of his bedroom window, his legs dangling over the ground bellow as he held one of those moist like cigarettes between his fingers.

His small head instantly turned to face his bedroom door, his hands automatically droppings the cigarette between his fingers and without a second thought throwing himself backwards into his room; landing with a thud.

"That was silly" his mums soft voice filled the room as she slowly made her way to jimins bed, placing a glass of water and two tablets on the table next to it.

"I-I dont know what you mean" his mum gave him a sympathetic look before tapping the space on the bed next to her.

"Your my son, im not stupid, I know everything about you" before jimin could protest agaisnt his mum 'assuming' he still did his old habits she cut him off again.

"Im not angry, although this kills you too, I fell some what relieved knowing im not going to come home and find you..."

"I know mum, s-sorry" jimins soft voice was barley audible but his mum clearly heard him laud and clear; her arms swinging around his back and pulling Him into the tightest in brace they've ever shared.

"Take your medicine and get some sleep..."

She paused as her small body made its way to jimins door.

"You know i love you right? Im doing this all f..."
"I know... I love you too"
"Goodnight"
"Night"

Jimin P.O.V
I found myself staring up at the ceiling, the seconds, minuets, hours slowly slipping away around me. My eyes landed on the two tablets and water that sat nicely on the table next to me; might as well take them.

It was this time every day that I felt most alone, those early hours of the morning, the only light outside being the one coming from the moon. The hissing of street cats fighting and the odd owl searching the night. Although from the get go I come across as a loner and an outcasts; ill agree I am, but walking down the school halls alone never really feels as lonely as right now does.

But it wasnt like I didnt like it.

I pulled the warm covers over my body, my head resting into the soft and warmth of the pillow as my muscles relaxed.

I couldnt help but let a small sigh pass my lips as I recalled the words of my music teacher.

"Tomorrow ill announce your partners for the next project, its a poem about your partner, accompanied by a soft piano melody, I understand this doesnt seem like music but youll be surprised how much it can help with your song writing. Bare in mind this makes up 70% of this years grade"

Great.

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I found myself once again pulling the hood over my head even more, headphones pushed into my ears,, my legs making their way passed the zoo like animals of my school and towards my morning spot; the roof.

There was this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something bad was about to happen. My cheeks began to warm as I remembered once again that monkey looking boys face, the way his eyelashes glistened a little from the light, how his Doe like eyes never left mine and how...

Jimin... STOP!

My feet finally stopped as I reached the roof door, pushing it open to be greeted with a soft breeze of wind that turned my nose a light tint of pink.

And again I found myself smoking, body leaned agaisnt the edge of the railing while my feet dangled aimlessly over the edge. Sometimes I wondered how someone could be so stupid yet so brave when they decided it was there time to leave, to jump; how they even grew the strength to hang over the edge and let everything slip off. Then again, sometimes I wondered what it would be like to be a unicorn, so.

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I took the last drag of the stick, throwing the end off the edge while awkwardly lifting my body from the ground, my hands clinging to the railing as I climbed over and retrieved my bag.

For a second I felt like someone was watching, like there were eyes on me, the swirling feeling in the pit of my stomach from this morning growing that little more Making me feel sick. I quickly pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind as the school alarm for first period ringed in my ears, like it seemed to do every morning.

Come on jimin, pull yourself together.

I know this chapter seems some what emotional and darker than my others but I was letting you all have a little insight into whu jimin was held back a year. I know I didnt explain a lot but I was in emo mode and trying not to throw my problems on you all so I apologize for this chapter.

Before someone says suicide isnt a joke please dont bother commenting... I have very personal reasons for this and I defiantly DONT take it as a joke.

That being said, the nect chapter is where jimin and jungkook get into a little problem, kookie being the little Shit he is in this book haha.

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