Warning: This Chapter was written in 3am in the morning and during my tuition class at 10am, some parts are just plain weird. Also contains, alcoholism, borderline attempted suicide, child abuse and degrading language towards teenagers. !! Don't read if you get triggered by any of those things !!
Jaebum POV
~Still In flashback mode-
"yOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!"
Slurred drunken words felt like knives to my young teenage body. He threw the empty wine bottle in his hand, aiming for me but barely just hitting the wall. I flinched visibly.
My Mother was in a business trip away from home and Father, Father had just found out that I got into an Art School instead of the Law School I knew he had wished for me to attend.
I didn't mean to get accepted, I really didn't. Yugyeom had given one of my artworks to the school for some contest and they were definitely impressed, as I saw a letter from JYP School Of The Arts (lmao doesn't that seem familiar?) like what kind of fucked up process is that?
"Jaebum-ah, maybe go and do the world a favour and erase yourself from the world! I wish I never had you, you useless piece of shit!" My Father gradually screamed louder until I felt like my ears would bleed. I thought he would be fine since Mother had lectured him before she left yesterday, but I see that wasn't necessarily the case.
I had gone back to my room to see all my journals and art materials broken and strewn all over the room.
I started crying, crying like nobody was watching. I made my way slowly to the bathroom, the last bit of my logic slipping away from me. I slammed the door shut and opened the medicine cabinet.
I looked in the mirror and saw myself. I looked wrecked. I dumped the contents of the bottle I randomly took in my hands and looked at it. A second had passed and I gulped. I realised that if I had actually did this. I would've died. My Mother would've had to be informed of this.
Looking at the pills I had in fact realised what kind of heart break I would've placed my Mother into, and I'm not ready for that to be my fault. And what about my Soulmate? What kind of torture would I put them through? By killing myself? Would I doom them to live till death alone? I would endure, just for my Mother and for My soulmate. Just a little longer.
~End Of Flashback~
~End Of Chapter~
I'm sorry that this chapter was a little bit intense!! But I got inspired by the fact that Jaebum is infact a mommas boy (and there's nothing wrong with that) and that Jaebum cares for other people.
Yes I know that when you are contemplating suicide you are so overwhelmed by all the emotions that logic slips outta your brain. But please don't do it. If not for me but for you. It gets better I promise and when it does you'll be Glad you never did it.
Anyways if you need someone to talk to I'm right here, my DMs box is open for y'all to message me!! :)
Remember, you aren't alone
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