𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 [GOT7]

Me

yugyeom
I wasn't really sure why, but I had a sudden motivation to help Chaeyoung.

To help her recover from this horrible thing that'd happened to her.

She didn't deserve any of this but yet, it was given to her.

I needed to help her.

"Chaeyoung?" I started again after a while.

She looked at me again, confusion in her eyes.

"Can I just ask you this?" I continued.

She nodded her head yes.

I took a deep breath before I spoke. "I know Youngjae.. died and everything, but... why do you keep acting as if he's still here?"

Chaeyoung looked at me deeply for a moment, as if trying to see into my perspective of the current situation.

Then she shrugged slightly and leaned a little closer, not losing eye contact with me.

"Because I feel like if I believe enough, he might just come back." she stated simply.

I looked her over and she did the same to me, neither of us saying a word.

We stayed like that for a while.

Just thinking.

"After Jae got hit someone eventually called for help." she spoke out of nowhere.

Though it was sudden, I still wanted to know what she was talking about.

She continued.

"They took him to the hospital but they ran out of time. It was too late to try to save him." she explained. "I held his hand all the way there. I didn't let them push me away until they got to the ER."

I sat there, listening intently to what she was saying. I was in awe.

Damn Son Chaeyoung. You've been through too much.

Way too much.

She sighed continuing. "After it all, I couldn't help it. I stared at his lifeless body for as long as they'd let me." she sighed.

"He looked so peaceful Yugyeom," she said, her voice starting to crack.

Her eyes had become distant again and were welling up with tears.

"I wanted to be peaceful too." she finished, a single tear running down her cheek.

I understood what she'd meant by that.

She didn't have to say it.

I already knew.

The way she was acting right now.

She almost seemed calm yet lost, like a dying flower trying to figure out its will to live.

Chaeyoung was dying inside, I thought to myself.

And she wasn't going to last much longer.

"That week... that week I wasn't sure how it would go. I was confused and alone." she sighed. "I don't know what would've killed me first, my mind or the things I was doing to myself."

I heaved a heavy breath, not wanting to even imagine what she'd done.

F*ck Chaeyoung...

"That's when Jae showed up again in my life." she continued. "He came back and became my best friend again and all of it erased. No more death, no more sadness. No more being alone. Did I have to take pills almost every night just to go to sleep? Yes. But it was worth it if I didn't have to face my reality. To face the truth."

My heart broke at her words.

I wanted to scream.

I wanted to comfort her.

Though I knew nothing I did would help her.

She smiled sarcastically through the tears.

"I really hate you Jae," she whispered.

"So f*cking much."