Give Up [Kim Taehyung One Shot]

Give Up

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12.00 A.M.

It was a cold moonless night. The cold breeze filled the dark streets. All though in a lifeless house that misery considered her own, a girl had enough.

"I hate you!!" She cried as the pain sink in deeper into the depth of her dead soul.

"I'm your father!!" He shriek feeling as miserable as the tiny helpless figure sobbing in his sight.

"I want my mom!!" She bawlled like a little child reaching for help. But she was. For once she didn't want to be strong. For once she wanted to lean on someone. Anyone for God's sake was good enough for her. Sadly no one was brave enough to embrace her. No one wanted to share her fears, pain and sorrow.

"She's dead!!" He shriek immediately feeling guilty about his choice of words as guilt coated his swollen face.

"Lies! Lies! You're all liars!!" She lied to herself for the 1000th time. But what choice did she have? For sometimes all we can do is lie to keep going on. The melody of the raindrops colliding with the hard cold ground didn't come as welcoming to her today.

For today it only it all sounded like chaos to her. And the fresh air didn't fill her with pleasure this time, Instead it reminded her of the harsh truth she's been running from as long as she can remember.

She killed her mom. Unintentionally? Yes. But that couldn't change the fact it's all her fault. She felt a sharp pain hit her as she recalled her mother's death.

Everyone bragged she's not at fault. But she was smart enough to know, deep down they all had hate stored for her. For even she, hated herself.

Not being able to take it anymore. She burst out the door leaving a shocked but hurt dad behind. For what she decided would be forever..

Silence

She sobbed even louder as she observed the cold raindrops splashing into the cold ground. Rain always amused her. Most normal people hated the rain. They thought of it as sticky annoying liquid. But she was different. She could hear music, melodies she could never explain.

She inhaled the cold air filling every inch of her body with that fresh scent as a drug.

She used to love the rain because she felt peaceful under it. She felt as if standing there under the pouring rain would wash away her pain and sorrow.

Today though, she loved it from a different view.

Today she loved it because it hid her pain. The pain she finally accepted would never fade as long as she's alive. So she made up her mind..

She walked down the empty cold streets. Somehow her empty soul connected with them. They were both empty, dark and abandoned.

The pain she felt was beyond words. painkillers weren't affective on this kind of pain. To cure this pain you needed something rare in this disgusting world. You needed love.

Somehow her legs carried her to a cliff. "Even my legs agree with me!" She made fun of herself as she stared at the waves lifelessly.

But unlike before she didn't find peace in the beautiful waves. Today she could only say chaos. She could almost swear she saw the waves fighting. Just as if they were battling for the top spot.

Sadly she could clearly see her life within every single wave.

'hasn't it always been like this though? People keep battling to rise. They keep fighting and fighting until they all become sociopaths. They steal and break and even kill! They do everything they can to rise above the rest! Leaving us poor people to starve and break and die in the dark' she thought to herself.