Thank You, Stranger. || Namjin ✓

27. [Part 2] (18+)

Seokjin passed through the opened door and entered the club again. The place seemed even more crowded then when they've come.

He was desperately trying to find Namjoon in this overpacked mess full of sweaty bodies that were dancing furiously to trance music.

He felt several drops of sweat falling down his forehead when he saw his boyfriend running out of the club. As Seokjin started running, drunken Yunah stood right in front of him. She was so smashed, she hasn't even noticed her nipple was exposed and that she had vomit on her chin.

"Heeey, BabyJin, wh- where are you going? Don't be such a pa- party breaker!", Yunah was struggling to talk since her brain was deranged by the alcohol,"By the way, d- did you try tequila shots, they are... a- awesome."

"Not now, Yunah!" - Seokjin shouted and impulsively pushed her too hard, which made her fall on the ground. Everyone was too drunk or smashed to notice the girl just fell and possibly hurt herself.

When Seokjin exited the club, he saw Namjoon turning the motorbike on. He ran towards his boyfriend, screaming his name, but Namjoon ignored him. It was too late. The motorbike headed to the unknown direction, leaving Seokjin stand alone in disbelief.

Seokjin was standing there, not moving a bit. His body went fully numb. He still wasn't able to perceive what was going on.

He saw the kiss... He saw it... I destroyed... I destroyed the most beautiful relationship that a person could possibly have... - Those were the words that were passing through Seokjin's mind.

Several moments later, he heard someone shouting behind him. The person sounded extremely mad.

"Hey you, motherfucker, who do you think you are, huh?" - It was enraged Mr. Kang. He saw Seokjin pushing his girlfriend away. Seokjin did hear Daniel screaming at him, but he just couldn't comprehend his words.

"Who gives you the fucking right to push my bae like that, huh?... Are you ignoring me, you little gay skunk?! - Daniel shouted again and pushed Seokjin from behind. The boy was too feeble he immediately fell on the ground.

"Imma teach you how to treat women right, you little piece of shit!" - Mr. Kang shouted one last time before turning Seokjin around and beating him up.

Mr. Kang was hitting Seokjin in the face so hard, it made the boy bleed excessively. After several more hits, Seokjin's left eye and cheek went fully swollen.

"That's what you get when you mess up with my girl, you little fag!" - Mr. Kang said through teeth and stood up. He kicked the beaten boy in the ribs before getting back into the club.

Seokjin didn't feel anything. He didn't feel pain. He was just thinking about what he did and how he was never going to get his boyfriend back. He was thinking how he annihilated not only his relationship, but his whole life as well.

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Seokjin was stumbling around on the street, trying to find his way home. His home was too far away for him to go by foot, but he didn't even think of calling the taxi. He didn't even think of calling someone to help him with his wounds. He couldn't think about anything in particular.

Even after being severally beaten up, he managed to stand up and start walking. The feeling of sadness overshadowed the feeling of pain. His mind was empty. His soul was empty. The pain his body was experiencing didn't affect his mind. The emotional pain hurt much worse.

After two hours of tears rolling down his face and his weak body walking, he finally got into his building. Luckily, no one saw him in that state while he was waiting for the elevator to come down.

When he got into his apartment, he slowly took his clothes and shoes off. He took his boxers off as well, leaving himself completely naked. He walked into his room and opened a drawer next to his bed.

Seokjin took a blank white paper sheet and a black pen. He went outside the bedroom and sat at the dinning table. He took few deep breaths and few moments before he started writing everything that lied on his soul.

His body was shaking so hard. He started to feel pain in the moment he sat on the chair because he had to concentrate on what he was about to write and his mind wasn't as lost as an hour ago. That's why his brain started to emit the pain that his body experienced.

His hand was shaking cuz he didn't have enough strength to focus on his muscles. His body has never been so damaged and weakened as now. Not even when he got raped.

While he was writing, he felt his phone vibrating on the floor. He slowly stood up from the chair, feeling every single part of his body pulsating. He picked a phone from the ground and unlocked it. He got a message.

His eyes widened while he was reading the content. With every word that he read, he felt like a small piece of his heart rotted and died within his body.

As soon as he finished reading, he dropped the phone on the ground. He didn't do it on purpose. It just slid down his hand and fell. He couldn't feel his right hand any longer.

He got back to the table and sat down. He was able to write one last sentence before he put the pen down.

He got up and went to the bathroom. He found a razor he bought few days ago in the shop next to his building. He couldn't have ever imagined he would use it for this purpose.

He went to the living room and stood right in front of his large mirror that he adored. It was hard for him to look at his face. It felt as he was looking at the most hated person in the world.

I've done something I've been disgusted of since ever. I destroyed the person I loved the most. I completely ignored the person I considered my best friend, letting her fall drunk. I forgot my parents even exist. And I still give myself the right to complain cuz I got raped. - Seokjin was thinking while looking himself in the eyes in the mirror - That's the least you could expect, Seokjin. You should feel ashamed because God hasn't punished you more.

After saying those words in his mind, he stretched his hands in front of him. He put a razor on his wrist vertically and started moving it towards the elbow.

"Th- this is f- for.. all the people w- who have destroyed my l- life.." - Seokjin stuttered out loud. The pain was immense. The blood was spraying all over the mirror.

"And th- this one...", Seokjin said while tearing the skin with a razor on the right hand's wrist,"is for all t- the people who- whose lives I've d- destroyed."

The blood was flowing fast and it made him lose strength in his legs. As he was falling on the ground, he looked himself in the mirror for the last time.

You deserved it, Kim Seokjin... You deserved it. - Said the crying reflection.

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