No thank you (Taegi)

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Hoseok slumped down into a chair in Taes hospital room. Just five minutes.  He only needed five minutes of sleep. Taehyung has been sleeping for a week now. He hopes he wouldn't wake up while he was sleeping.

The entire room fell silent. The only thing that could be heard was the sniffles of the Orange fluff ball hiding under the bed. He held in his cries as he stared into her dead eyes. The limp body sprawled out on the floor , the hand outstretched towards him under the bed. Their last words still ringing in his ears.
'Dont....c-come out....un-until.....eomma gets .....home.'

He gripped tightly at his hair as the gory images came flashing into his head. The man that followed them home. When he forced his way into their home. When he strangled his noona . The images of the red sticky substance gushing from her nose and mouth. Her rolled back eyes. Her long brown hair a tangled mess. He slid from underneath the bed, not caring if the intruder was still there. The room was rather small and screamed girl. Big fluffy pillows on the bed. The walls were baby pink as well as the carpet and the curtains. The book shelf was full of scrapbooks and the closet an array of the latest fashion. He zoned in on the name plate on the open door.

Jung Jiwoo.

It didn't have to be this way. If he hadn't been such a bratty kid and came home on time she wouldn't have had to come get him. If he had locked the door like she asked him to instead of storming upstairs. If he hadn't been a wimp and actually tried to save her. He was the man of the house. It was his job to protect his eomma and noona and he failed. He fell to the carpet and let his tears fall. She protected him. She forced him to hide under the bed while she fought against a man twice her size. He rememberd the sound of the bones in her neck cracking, every degrading statement the man said while she lye on the floor in agony.

'This was a waste of time. You don't even have any good shit.'
'I should have raped you first. Then I actually would have gotten something good out of this. It's all women are good for anyway.'

And many other statements. Jiwoo was loved. She had friends unlike him ,and he took her from them. She was smart,beautiful , cheerful,she was his sunshine. He reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. Tears dropped at the sight of her lock screen. He and her singing karaoke.

'....hi..911?....my noona was assaulted...i..i..think she's dead....im home alone....intruder.....um xXxX on xxxxxx......yes...please hurry....my name?....um
Jung Hoseok.'

Hobi jerked up in the chair breathing hard from his nightmare. He scrambled over to Taehyungs sleeping figure. When he saw he was alright he burst out into tears. He knew tae was getting bullied and he didn't do or say anything about it. Tae was his best friend and he failed him, just like he failed his noona.

"I'm sorry tae I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.im sorry. I'm sorry........" He sobbed into the sheets. Though everything haulted when a hand ran though his Orange locks.

"Hobi what are you apologizing for." Hoseok lifted his head to see Taehyung smiling that bright boxy smile at him.

His Kim Taehyung.

◇so that's how Jiwoo died. ◇
ASHANTI 😶😶