Chapter 13-Its Not Suicide

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"No one knows what goes up inside my head. Theres a new kind of poison and its starting to spread"

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Your POV

But i didnt notice till now that theres only a towel hanging around his waist and one thing caught my eye

His abs

I felt heat on my cheeks and put my head down and coughed

"You should put tour clothes on you know"i said and walked with my head down to sit on the bed

Yoongi chuckled at your reaction and headed to his closet to get clothes

I sighed and sat on the bed. I hissed as i felt my legs hurt as i sat

Yoongi immediately looked at me with concerned eyes

Wait am i seeing right

Yoongi,the bully,the bad boy,the whole reason im like this,showing me concerned eyes, to be honest im disgusted.

He came close and looked around me seeing many bruises on my face, feet and hands. He went to his closet and took out a towel and clothes

"Have a shower" he gave it to me and i gave off a confused look

"Why? "I ask whilst he judged my statement with his eyes

"Well... Would you like me to give you a shower? " he asked and i sat there with a plain look and stood up. But failed as i felt my legs hurt so i immediately sat down

While so. Yoongi already finished putting on his clothes. He looked back at me and sighed.

"Why arent you standing up" he asked and went walking to me to stand infront of me

"I cant "

"And why"

"Cause of my legs, broken. OH and not only that, my hands are weak"

I said while wobbling my hands around

He showed a confused look and sat beside me at the bed and took my hand to look at the bruises planted there. He was lookin at it with a plain expression so i dont really know what hes thinking about it. It's like he put every emotion he had covered beneath his irises

Something I would do.

He stood up and went to the bathroom and came back with a first aid kit and sat back down beside me

He took my hand and took a cotton ball and some mysterious liquid i do not know and poured some on the cotton ball

He dabbed it on my bruises gently and i hissed at the pain im recieving

While he was fixing the wounds on my arm. He took a band aid from the kit and coughed

"So uhm.... Where do you live"He asked and from the look hes giving. It looks like hes mentally cursing himself for asking such a question


"An apartment which I cant pay for anymore "I bluntly said as I shoot daggers to him whose dabbing the cottonballs on my arms

He only bit his lip and nodded as he looks like he remembered why

He kept dabbing(no time for dabbing Yoongi) the cotton ball on the wounds from my arm till he reached my wrist. He frowned

What the fuck?

"Why" he randomly said

"Why what? " i asked

"Your wrist"he asked. I pursed my lips and sighed

"You know why"he gave off a look of guilt, why do you feel so guilty now?

I then remembered that its only a few days till i end it all and see my mother. Oh how ill be much happier there

"Why do you look like you want to kill yourself? " he cut off my thoughts and i snapped my head to him

"Because i do" i said almost immediately

"Dont let suicide build up to you-"he said as i cut him off,he doesnt know anything

"You dont get it... "I said looking down pursing my lips

"Its not suicide that kills people-"

"No. YOU dont get it. Didnt you know when people commit suicide they 're souls still stay-" he explained but i stopped him from talking

"I-i know.. B-but its worth the try.... "I said stuttering

"J-just....Dont! Live with me! Didnt you remember the past. You always told me i was your happy pill. M-maybe we could start over just... "He said eyes looking teary, happy pill, yes

He was the guy who made me happy after my mom years ago,but only years ago. Now, he is one of the reason I want to die

I lobed him ever so dearly, but he broke my broken heart into more pieces

I felt mine being teary to so i wiped them off

"Maybe... I could stop you from doing suicide"he said tears slowly falling looking at me

"As i was suppose to say... Suicide doesnt kill people"

I looked at him

"Its sadness... "I answered looking at him straight at the eye and he did the same. I wiped the water forming at my eyes. And see Yoongi's falling freely

"So if you want me to stop. Stop me from being sad first... "I said as i wiped some tears from his face

"Why havent you told me this?" He asked through sobs as I scoff

"Cause you wouldnt care" I stare at him with a dull look on my face, I was always so dull.then,silence filled the room, everything could be heard

"No one knows what goes on inside my head theres a new kind of poison an dits starting to spread" I finally said as I stood up



Still struggling and bowed at him saying thankyou


I went out of the door and as soon as i got out. I stood there and wiped the tears. Mentally cursing myself


'Great. Look what shit i got myself into now'



I sighed and looked at my surroundings. The street was familiar so i began walking to the direction to my crooked apartment



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Guys
So yea
Sorry for not bein active so heres a long ass chapter i guess?
Ya it says 800+ words HAHA anyways ya so bai
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