"I just want to die!"
"Would that change anything?"
In which someone saves Jimin from suicide that day on the rooftop....
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So I know that many people do this type of concept for fanfics but oh well! I wanted to do something like this as we...
The sunlight shined on my face, waking me up into my not so blissful life. I got out of bed and walked to my bathroom. Looking into my mirror, I remembered last night's events. I must have cried for hours. I could barely open my eyes for they were red and swollen. My face was stained with dry tear marks and my hair was sticking up in random places, probably from pulling on it so much.
You're so pathetic. Why do you do this to yourself? You're not worth it.
I looked down at my hands. They were stained with dry blood. My fingers had cuts on them from holding the bare blade the night before. Tears fell from my eyes again but I didn't acknowledge them.
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I looked at my arms. Blood. Cuts. It was the worst I had ever cut before. (Why am I crying while typing this?😭)
This is all your fault. You stupid thing.
I stripped myself of my clothing and went into the shower. The hot water burned against my fresh cuts but I didn't care. I put one hand on the wall in front of me and put my head under the water coming from the shower head.
Gosh, I can't remember the last time I felt this bad.
I stepped out of the shower and, while avoiding looking into the mirror, I put on black boxers and an oversized sweatshirt that went a little bit below my knees. I left my room and went downstairs to the kitchen. As I went to open the fridge, I noticed the small sticky note.
Have a good weekend, Sweetie. I'm sorry, but I'll be gone for the weekend and the whole next week. Basically about eight or nine days. I was going to tell you last night but you went to your bedroom without saying anything and I didn't want to bother you. Make sure to take care of yourself. I love you. -Mom
And once again, I'm all alone. Eh, I'm used to it.
I spent the day lying on the couch and watching tv. I didn't have any friends who I could spend the weekend with. I didn't have anybody.
Friends...Yoongi...
His face filled my head as I began to remember what happened in the music room yesterday. I could feel all the bad thoughts coming back again so I decided to go to the park for a walk.
Hopefully I can get my mind off of these things for at least two hours.
********** I walked under the bright sunlight along the meadow of flowers and trees. I always came to this park whenever I had time. I used to come all the time with my father and younger brother. Now I just walk alone, remembering the beautiful memories from back then.
I continued walking until I made it to my favorite spot in the whole park. There was a small lake surrounded by cherry blossom trees and grass. I stood under the tree, smelling the sweet scent from the flowers as the wind blew them about.
