"Taehyung, I really want to go to sleep."
"No."
"But why?"
"If you fall asleep now, you won't ever wake up."
"But that's what I want."
TRIGGER WARNING: MATURE THEMES;
SUICIDE
DEPRESSION
SELF HARM
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It's always in the hours of dawn that he calls me, helpless and crying, asking to be saved.
"Taetae?" "Yes, Minnie?" I heard sniffles through the speaker of the phone, my alarm clock showing "4:03AM" and illuminating a red hue over my otherwise plain bedroom. "I- I don't want to..." "Don't want to what? Speak up baby." "I don't want to be alive anymore." My heart stopped, mouth dropped open, as I felt hot tears gather up in the corner of my eyes. Choked sobs could be heard from the phone line. "Wha- what? No Jiminie you can't just say that!" "I mean it Tae." He replied, but from the sound of his voice, you could obviously tell he was falling in and out of consciousness. "Baby, just go sleep, we'll talk in the morning." Knowing that Jimin also had somewhat severe insomnia, he was probably half asleep and didn't know what he was talking about. At least that's what I could hope for. "Mmhmm okay, love you taetae." "I love you too chimmy."
Sudden calls from Jimin had been a daily occurrence, recently. I didn't mind at all in fact I felt worried if he didn't call, but it pained my heart to hear him so broken.
"4:10AM", school tomorrow.
I plugged my phone to charge, after hanging up the call with Jimin, knowing that he would be the only thing on my mind that night.
A tear or two made its way down my cheek. How could someone so beautiful hate them self so much, and why does someone so beautiful have to endure this pain.
