Crazies In Love »YoonMin«

Mom

~earlier this morning~

I woke up recalling what happened last night. Jumping up and freaking out a lot. I'm being discharged? Out of nowhere. What happens now? I want to run and find my nurse for an answer, but I don't want to chance it. I'll just wait for her.

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Gladly, she came, maybe twenty minutes later. Clothes, shoes, clipboard, medicine, all types of things showing me I'm actually able to leave. I was close to tears seeing the clothes I arrived here with in a clear, plastic bag. I remember that day perfectly. I was scared, basing how I saw mental hospitals in movies in my imagination. It wasn't so bad, just extremely sucky.

She handed me new clothes, really close to my style. "We keep up with your weight and height change, so they bought you new clothes."

She left a bit for me to change in private. I felt different. The cloth was definitely different. I was smiling so bright and so was she. 

"Your mom came. We told her about you and was quick to accept arriving. She came to pick you up."

"I'd hope so. I don't have a house and- oh my gosh..." I came to realization that my mother I haven't seen in six years is here. But then Jimin came to mind. This is gonna break his heart. His heart was half gone when he thought I was leaving him last time.

"Did they find Jimin?" I blurted.

"You knew?"

"His nurse came in asking for him. Was he lost? Did he run away?"

"He doesn't really remember anything himself, but for all they know is that he got lost. This happens sometimes when his schizophrenia gets really bad, hallucinations are trippy,  and dreamworld and reality gets really hard to tell which one is real for him. Then, he wakes up somewhere he doesn't know how he ended up there himself."

"Where was he?" 

"In a storage closet."

"That's awful."

"I know." she sighed, getting the other objects in her hand ready to present. "I feel bad for his nurse too though. She never experienced this with him and thought something worse than getting lost happened and would lose her job."

Medication bottles were handed to me and she began telling me what I should take and when. I'm free from this place, but the treatment stays as she explained, but only for awhile. After knowing what to do and how to do it for my own and other's safety I asked if I could see Jimin before leaving. She allowed me.

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I decided on not telling Jimin. I wonder how it'll affect him when he figures it out. I feel apologetic already.

My Jimin thoughts were blocked once I saw my mother standing outside the entrance. They moved aside for me to exit and I hugged her so tight. The tears couldn't be held back and I cried so hard. I might've grudged on her admitting me here, but truly I missed her. Although, the abusing problem was resolved a cruel way, I'm thankful not seeing bruises on her skin. She looks so healthy and happy and I'm happy seeing her this way.

We let go of each other after taking a bunch of time crying and squeezing each other dearly. She stared at me with flooded eyes. "Yoongi," she sounded amazed, but sorry at the same time.

"Mom," I said back and it caused her to smile.

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