Lost Sister - BTS x Reader

Prologue

I sat there, on the cold wooden floor, tears running down my face, stinging the cuts that were newly made or either reopened.

"You're a freaking nobody! Go die in a hole for all anybody cares!" I tried to stand up, but my legs were like lead, useless. I strained my eyes to not cry anymore- but my effort was nothing. The man kicked me in the stomach, making me double-over. He grabbed my hair with a sinister grin, pulling it forcefully, causing me to be thrown across the room with a splatter. I was sprawled on the floor, blood stained my body like ink on paper.

He came up to me, making me flinch, which felt like a raging, wild fire all over my body.

"You are worthless, suicide to make everyone happy, everyone will be great full that a burden has left." I didn't meet his bitter glare, instead staring at the blood red flooring. He was satisfied with his work and walked off, blood on his hands as a reward.

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The next day, I woke up in tremendous pain. A tear was let out, making my face sting once more. I looked outside the cracked window, seeing the sun still down, but slowly rising.

I made my choice that day.

I walked out to the town's bridge, still in my night clothes- ripped jean shorts with a worn out black hoodie. It was possibly three-four storeys high, not something for someone with fear of heights. I climbed onto the railing, my body limp from the effort of even holding my own weight up. I gripped the red, metal pole, breathing steadily.

"Goodbye cruel world, I hope to see you never again. To my wicked father, die in a raging, burning fire to see how I feel, to anyone who I ever burdened just by my existence, I'm sorry I am a waste of time. To my mother that left me with that widow, I do love you, but what did I do to deserve you leaving?" By this time I was sobbing hard, trying not to feel bad about my choice. I squeezed my eyes tight, making my breathing steady and my heart rate slow down.

I wanted to rid myself from this earth.

So that's what I did.

I jumped.