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You never know that you are addicted to something until it happens. Then you can't break free. No matter how hard you try.

Yoongi's pov

As a little kid you never really imagine yourself as one to get addicted to anything. I used to think like that as well. That was until my parents neglected me.

I used to be a happy child. I thought I had everything. I felt like I was the king of the world. I thought I sat on the highest thrown. Not everything lasts though. Even a thrown eventually breaks and that's what happened to mine.I wanted my parents to see me, to notice me; I started this habit just to get a lick of attention. Just one scold. Just one "Im disappointed". Anything, I just want them to notice me again.
I

pressed the ciggarete to my lips and brought my lighter closer. I want to stop this addiction. I hate it yet I love it.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Repeat

This is how my morning is.
I watched as the smoke got carried away with the winter wind. I'm jealous of it. It carries on with its path so easily.

"Life is like a road. It is full of twists, turns, and obstacles. You just have to push yourself to get through it all because eventually the road will smooth out for a little bit. You just have to be patient."

My mother used to tell me those words all the time. That was a good five years ago though. Where is she now?

Breathe in
Breathe out
Repeat

I flicked the ashes watching as they slowly disappear. It's almost mesmerizing. To flow so freely and disappear. With one last inhale I flicked the butt and stomped it out.

The cigarette reminds me of myself. It was so full and now it's nothing, smashed into the ground. It's sad to see yourself as nothing more than a cigarette.

I snatched my bookbag off the ground and made my way to school. At least there I have friends. It may only be two, but those two make my life worth living.

Please help me break free from my addiction.

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