His Diary || Taekook

Prologue

Taehyung's POV

"Jungkook..."

That was the only word that could escape my mouth at this moment and the only word I was thinking about. I still couldn't believe it.

Jeon Jungkook, my outgoing, happy, lovable best friend, killed himself.

He killed himself.

It still doesn't sound real.

How can this be possible?

He was found dead last night, September 16, 2017, lying on the ground after jumping off a high building. My mom told me right after it happened and let's just say I'm feeling perfectly fine.

If perfectly fine means crying till you get tired and not eating then sure, I'm perfectly fine.

I was able to finally stop crying as much but I was still laying in my bed, hugging a pillow while staring at the wall. I didn't feel like moving a muscle. I just wanted to stay here, in my room, in this same position. But sadly, my wish was ruined when my mom came in to check on me.

"Taehyung?" She called, her voice soft. I shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. Like I said before, I didn't feel like doing anything. I heard a sigh and footsteps coming closer to me. Then I felt her fingers run through my hair.

"I know you are awake Tae."

I sighed, sitting up to look at my mom. She gave me a sad smile and said "I'm so sorry." At her words, I let grief take over me and I threw myself at her. My mom willingly took me in her arms and hugged me. "I know it's hard to lose someone like that." I cried my eyes out until I couldn't produce anymore tears. It felt good to cry again and be comforted.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I need to talk to you." My mom released me from the hug and put on a serious look. I wiped my remaining tears and looked up at her, signaling that I was ready to listen. "This is a hard thing to ask you but..." She paused as if she was having trouble telling me what she wanted to say. Then she said it.

"Taehyung, Mrs. Jeon needs help cleaning out Jungkook's things and wanted you to help her."

I froze where I was sitting. "S-So my best friend in the whole world just killed himself, and his mom wants me to help clean out his things? Mom I d-don't know if I can do that." My mom looked at me straight in the eyes. "Tae, she just lost her only son and she needs all the help she can get. She also just lost her husband. She can't even go into his room which is why she needs you. Their whole family is grieving right now and she would appreciate your help. Please?"

I lied back down on my bed and closed my eyes, contemplating what my mom asked me to do. If I do it, it'll really help Mrs. Jeon and her family, but it's going to be really hard.

How can I clean out the room of my dead best friend without having an emotional breakdown?

I took in a deep breath before I responded to my mother. I knew what I had to do.

"I'll do it. I'll help clean out his things."