bts angst,, book one ✓

Taehyung↬ Pain

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Y/n POV||

My hands shook as I held the blade on top of my bloody wrist. I don't know why i'm still alive.

.I'm worthless. Helpless..

My phone buzzed, meaning I received a notification. I licked my lips placing the blade down and started reaching for my phone.

A text from my boyfriend, Tae..My eyes stared at the bright screen. My one and only love...

Taetae<3

Tae: Hey y/n!

Me: Hey Tae..

Tae: How are you?

Me: i'm okay...

Tae: I have something to tell you, y/n..

Me:....

Tae: let's break up..

Me: Why? What did I do wrong? Am i ugly? Did you find someone else? taehyung!!!! Why are you doing this? What happend? Tell me.. please..

Tae: No no! You did nothing wrong..and You're gorgeous!!! I JUST..have to do it. I'm so so sorry y/n..

Me: i understand...I'm a worthless nobody. Sorry for being annoying..Just remember that I love you with all of my heart.

Tae: I love you so much|

Tae: I love you so mu|

Tae: I love you so|

Tae: I love you|

Tae: I|

....

No response

Why is this happening?

My parents divorced.

I failed my tests..

My boyfriend broke up with me.

What's the point of living?

i closed the app, throwing my phone at the messy floor.

Hot, wet drips started falling from my eyes as i picked up the grey sharp blade.

I pressed the blade down my skin, cutting it. Soon, fresh red blood started squeezing out.

My chapped dry lips broke into a sad smile. I closed my almond shaped eyes, more tears falling out.

I quickly (GRABBED AHOLD OF A BIBLE BECAUSE GODDAMN Y'ALL NEED JISOOS..Forgive Awkward King. he's High) grabbed my phone and texted my best friend..Jungkook.

Jkk

Me: Jungkook.. i need you..

jungkook: Yah. WHAT HAPPEND?!

Me: Taehyung..He broke up with me.

Jungkook: Seriously? WHERE IS HE?

Me: can u please ask him why he broke up with me? Tell me the truth, am i not good enough? Pretty enough? I need answers.. please Jungkook.

Jungkook: I will..ill text you later! DONT HURT YOURSELF remember that..I'm always here for you..You're everything to me y/n.

Me: Thank you Jungkook.. And..i won't hurt myself..
Seen

I sighed looking at my bloody wrist. There was a pool of red crimson blood on the floor.

jungkook pov