Jeon Jungkook 7:35pm Eurwang-dong, Incheon
The seemingly never ending flight of stairs led jungkook to the rooftop of the apartment building.
A temporary blanket of silence covered him. It had been a long time since he had felt silence.
He stood on the ledge , the very tip, his body teetering over the void, threatening to fall any time.
Jungkook spread out his arms , wincing slightly. He closed his eyes basking in the momentary peace and when he opened them, he saw the beach that lay far below and beyond that water that stretched for miles.
Then he heard his step father calling for him. He immediately turned back and ran down the stairs. He did not want more pain today.
He had tried to tell himself he was not alone
but when he got in bed at night, his sadness enveloped him rather than his blankets. His head was propped up by a monster of thoughts rather than his pillow and , by the weight in his chest , it felt as if the mattress covered him altogether instead of the other way around.
and all he knew through this confusion, was that when he sat up and took a look around,
the only person there,
was him
the only person who cared
was him
and the only person who understood
was him
So alone, covered in tears and silent anguish. Scarred and bruised.
Jungkook wanted to scream
but he couldn't
not now
