Note: Italics are (Y/N)'s thoughts
Dreams... What are these dreams people speak of? Everyone seems to have one, yet I don't.
Am I weird to not have something as common as a dream? Whenever I stare at the sky it seems like I could finally catch this something they call a "dream", but whenever I try this "dream" seems to float away into the unknown.
A young woman glanced at the broken frame thrown against the wall. The empty wine glasses seemed to stain all that it touched as if it were the crimson blood that flowed through her veins.
You left me...You left me with nothing but a picture of you. A mere piece of paper that remains stuck on the wall in front of my desk.
You don't know what deserting me meant...
It meant leaving me alone with my inner demons attacking me from inside; clawing at every inch of my body and tugging at my heart.
It meant leaving me alone in a house full of alcohol and memories.
It meant leaving me alone so I can numb my own sorrows with a liquid that burns my throat in the most pleasant way and leaves me wanting so much more.
Which is why i'm here sitting on the floor next to my bed, beer cans scattered around the room, holding a metal blade to arm watching as blood drips onto the soiled ground.
I'm waiting for you stop me like you always did but I know that you will never come back.
My eyesight is fuzzy and I have a headache but I continue because I can't do anything else.
My hands are covered in blood but I keep going because I've become a monster who knows nothing better than to hurt people.
so I hurt myself like I hurt you in hope that I can leave just like you did.
I drop the metal object slowly disappearing into a dark abyss.
i'm sorry.
i love you.
i'll see you soon.
A loud thud was heard as the young woman's limp body touched the cold ground.
A banging sound was heard soon followed by the sound of a lock unlocking. A man with blond hair in his early twenties came rushing in and froze as he saw a young woman laying limply in a pool of blood.
The smell of fresh blood and alcohol caused the young man to cover his face as he tried to lift the young woman whom he had once loved off the ground.
Dialing 911 (or 119 in Korea), the young man waited for the ambulance to arrive all the while trying to recall the time he had spent with (Y/N).
Placing his palm on her tear stained cheeks, Taehyung muttered, "Why did you do this? Your dream was to live happily! Why did you try to end it just like that? I wanted you to get stronger and get over your fear! You wanted to be a star! I remember the way your eyes glistened when you sang! I... I knew I would only be a distraction for you! I knew that if you were with me you would settle for less. I... I had nothing to offer you and if people found out you were with someone like me they would shun you... They wouldn't even let you go on stage... I... I thought I did the right thing by leaving you... I-"
Taehyung broke down in tears as the lights of the ambulance flashed in a distance...
(Three Years Later)
Battered, beaten, broken to pieces...
This fragile yet strong Mirror looked back at me...
You've seen my smiles, my hate, my grief; yet you continue to stand unwavering through the horrendous storm.
You've been there for me. Watching me... Judging me... But never leaving me.
You are I and I am you. We are one of the same...
I stood before the mirror, I was the one it reflected. The broken me, the beaten me, the happy me...
"Are you done yet" Taehyung asked as he entered my room. The mirror that had reflected the broken me also reflected the smile of a man that had healed that broken mirror.
Yes, you are the star that shines the brightest. You are the one that guided me... the one that cut these chains that bind me. You were the one that healed this broken Mirror...
Yes, you are the one that saved me on that one stormy night when all hope was gone... You were the one that made me never want to dream again; yet you were also the one that made me dream once more...
I smiled back at my reflection. It was no longer broken.
A dream? Our future together was the only dream I had... It was about to float away like the others, but you were the one that caught it... You were the one that made my floating dream a reality...
I love you~
I love you Kim Taehyung.
A/N: This was a collab I did with PASTEL_PJM for xiurious 's monthly project :)
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