His Diary || Taekook

Chapter 2

Taehyung's POV

"Diary?"

That was what it said on the cover of the black pocketbook I found hidden in Jungkook's stacks of notebooks and paper. Did this mean what I thought it meant?

Was this actually Jungkook's diary?

I immediately opened the pocketbook. Maybe this would tell me what I wanted to know.

Maybe this would tell me the reason why my best friend killed himself.

I was surprised to find that there was writing on the first page. I thought he would have skipped a few pages to almost hide the identity of the diary.

8/30/17

Hello! My name is Jeon Jungkook! I am 16 years old and my life is great! I have a wonderful friend and a wonderful family! I really can't ask for more! :)

That was all there was written on the first page and when I turned to the second, it was blank. Was that all he wrote in this thing? I was proven horribly wrong when I turned to the third page.

Is that what you thought it was going to say?

That whole first page was a lie.

A complete lie.

What?

The only thing that was actually true was the part about my friend.

That was the only true thing about that page.

Aww, that's nice but what was the page supposed to say? 

Let me tell you what that page should have said.

Hello! My name is Jeon Jungkook! I am 16 years old and my life is hell! I have a wonderful friend and a trash family that doesn't care about me! I really can't ask for more pain! :(

That's what that page should have said.

Holy shit Kookie, what have you been hiding behind that sweet smile?

Here let me tell you more about my life:

I turned to the fourth page to continue reading what Jungkook wrote in his "diary."

Well, um, long story short my life is sad.

Just sad.

I am just a fuck-up of a kid who is only living because of his best friend. Taehyung has helped me through so much but he's doesn't even know it.

What did I help you through?

I live in a good-sized house with my family, my mom, dad, my sisters Soojung and Soomi, and I'm basically the most worthless person on this earth.

That is a bunch of bullshit, Kook. You were one of the most important people in my life.

The only reason I am writing in this stupid old pocketbook is because my therapist said it would help me to feel better.

Since when did you go to a therapist?

I feel nothing but I will give it a try.

At this point I will give anything a try.

I turned to the fifth page in the pocketbook.

In most of the movies I've seen or books I've read, when people write in diaries, they write as if "diary" is a person that they talk to so I guess I'll do that too. People also write in this thing daily, so I might as well follow the unwritten rules of owning a diary.

Goodbye diary, I'll see you tomorrow!

I closed the book, afraid of what would come next. What was I gonna read on the next page? Would it shock me more than what I've already read?

Of course, there was only one way to find out.

I opened the book to the next entry on the sixth page.