Your depression had finally gotten to You from your families struggles so you created a near death experience for yourself but to your luck someone just had to save you and it happened to be your mother's boyfriend and now you're living with him an...
His eye's widened slightly but there was nothing he could say... But that he deserved it..
You Let go of your meaningless hug and you turned around to walk away as you heard him say two more words.. ' I'm sorry' You just nodded and walked away towards the exit earning a puzzled look from that boy as he watched you walk past him.
...Jimin's POV...
As I watched what seemed to be their last encounter the girl whispered in his ear and I could see the regret and anger in his face as he nodded while his eyes leaked tears. He was sorry.. But what for.
Y/N let go of the hug and she turned around therefore I can see her face clearly now.. Her mask still in place on the floor next to the couple.. However she didn't look at me I could see all of the pain that she withheld within herself. I took that she didn't want to look weak in front of that boy..
Her eyes glued to the white glossy tile that was placed 4 steps before her. As she was about to walk the boy spoke, tears now falling faster than before. She just simply nodded and began to walk away.
I just stood there in wonder as she walked past me looking at me for a quick second as she walked farther away and as she did that I caught a glance of a crystal drop rolling down her cheek while the light shines straight through it causing a glimmering effect.
The boy watched as the girl got farther and farther away from him. When she was gone he suddenly stares at his shaking hands and dropped down to the floor crying. Then another not came up to him and gently touched his shoulder and he flinched.
The boy looked shocked.. Do it they know her... But how?
The boy was about to stand up until he saw the black mask laying in the floor next to him. He then grabbed the mask, he clutched it in his hands as he held it tightly against his chest.
I was about to walk up to the boys and ask all of the questions that lingered on in mind until I was interrupted by my phone ringing.
I grabbed a hold of the phone and turned around and answered it suddenly hearing my dad speak.
Dad: hey son, I just wanted to let you know that we are on our way back to the hospital
"We?" I asked confused to why he made himself plural
Dad: yes me and Y/N's mother..
Oh. I'd completely forgot about that..
"Oh..ok i-is she ok?" I asked not sure why but I did
There was a split second of silence before he spoke again
Dad: Yeah, she's doing better... Is she awake
I felt a little relieved to hear that she was doing better.. I still didn't know why I cared.. But I guess it was... I don't know
" Who that girl?? " I asked with all of the bitterness returning back to my state.. As in it all had disappeared earlier.. But I'm not letting it happen again
Dad: her name is Y/N, but yes..
He said sounding a little surprised that the kind gestured voice was gone.
"Oh well yes that girl is up"
I said bitterly as I received a scoff in return from my dad.
Dad: well good we are on are way to get you both and bring you guys home.. Let her know for me okay..
He said sweetly, but before I could reply he already disconnected the line. I scoffed and stuffed the phone back into my pocket. As I turned around to continue on with what I was going to do the boys and the black mask were gone.
I sighed deeply before realizing.. She left already. I turned around and ran the way that she had went to go and find her because if my dad found out that she was missing he'll probably take my car...
... End of Jimin's POV...
After getting that look from that boy I looked at him as I kept walking.. Feeling another warm substance slither down my cheek.. But this time I let it fall not even bothering to wipe it away.
I reached the door that led to outside and i opened it finally getting to leave that place.. I thought for a second where in the hell am i going.
I deeply sighed and just say on the black bench that sat in front of the hospital in this little garden just across the street. As I sat there I looked down at the flowers.. They were beautiful, as I stared at them a little blue flower caught my sight apart from the other bright colored ones.. This little flower sat alone near the sign that leads you to different parts of the hospital..
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It was a single flower, so small, so delicate. I suddenly got up and crouched down in front of analyzing every little detail that lied within it. It had a yellow center with white streaks going up inbetween each petal that stuck together... But it was in the shade.. It was being towered over by the thick sign. There was no way that the sun could reach it. It sat there hunched over knowing that it will soon die because of the lack of sun.
My heart tightened at the scenery that was before me it was alone and sad , it was scared, it was suffering. The lone flower reminded me of me. I was alone, I was scared. I was suffering.
And I was in the mix of looking at the flower, I felt a drop of cold water but even still my focus did not leave the lone flower. Then another fell, and then another, and another... It was raining but even still the little flower couldn't get that either.. All due to the huge sign that was buried right beside it making it not be able to get any thing that it was needing to make it happy to make it live.
You were so caught up with the flower you hadn't noticed that the rain wasn't touching you anymore but you could see the mist that was clouding the ground from the tiny rain pellets that bounced. Now you really felt like the flower... You gulped back your tears and you heard a voice..
"Do you like it?"
*unedited*
Sorry for not posting in a while I was being lazy as hell, but hey I did it today and it was 1115 words And that's a lot compared to the rest... Can I share something with you... As I wrote this part the story i realized that... This was me... I described me.. And honestly I silently cried while writing this.. It's tough having to keep in all of your feelings especially the painful ones...the depressing ones.. And it hurts even more to know that you have nobody that you could tell no one to talk to about this... ANd recently my mom noticed and now I go to therapy.. And even tho.. You are supposed to trust your therapist.. I just can't do I keep them bottled up inside me.. I keep them too myself... I tourcher myself knowing that one day the cup will break as it overflows and still I try.. I hold onto it... I don't empty it... I just can't...
Thank you Lonnie bunnies for listening...really It means alot.. to me really
