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Hobi💢

Jimim: Hi hobi

Jimin: It's been a while

Jimin: four months

Jimin: It's march

Jimin: spring is finally here

Jimin: I'm happy these days

Jimin: I think we are all so much better

Jimin: We still have the second groupchat

Jimin: we will use crackheads when you come back

Jimin: I'm doing good at school

Jimin: Not in chemistry tho

Jimin: um I'm still looking for a job

Jimin: we have three months until the end of the school year

Jimin: finally

Jimin: We all wait for your comeback

Jimin: But I know you are getting better there

Jimin: you are strong hobi and you will soon be out of there

Jimin: when you do we will be here

Jimin: okay um

Jimin: be safe ☄

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His phone was ringing. He woke up and searched for it.

It was Jimin

"Yes?" He opened his eyes as he talked. It was 2 am why did Jimin call him?

"Hobi something happened" Jimin was panicking "Jiwoo is texting Tae and she said something about rape and now Tae is coming to your house and I'm so worried please go check on her"

Hoseok was wide awake now.  "I'm going to find her don't worry" He said and he tried not to panick

He hang up as he ran to her bedroom. No one was there

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay...

He searched the other rooms. She was nowhere to be found. He tried calling her.

"The number you have called is-" he threw his phone and he went out of the apartment. Where was Jiwoo? Why was she not picking up her phone? Why did Jimin mention rape?

He went out of the building. Someone was on the street shouting. As he went closer he realised that was Taehyung. Before he could ask what was happening he saw Jungkook running there

"Please come down and we can talk about this" Taehyung screamed. Hoseok didn't understand. Why was Tae screaming? As Jungkook came closer he suddenly stopped. He was shocked. No, Hoseok thought, he looks terrified.

He followed his friend's gaze and he finally saw her

He felt like his heart stopped

He couldn't breathe and he couldn't move

She was up there, at the edge.

Next thing he remembered was her falling down and he screamed.

He screamed so loud that his throat hurt. It was like he was dying.

He woke up screaming

He looked around. Where was he?

Oh right it was the place they put him. The place that he was sleeping the past few months. He closed his eyes. Silence was all he could hear. That was surprising, he expected screams, cries, even laughter from the other patients. It was one of the few times that the place was quiet. He waited for a few seconds until he heard footsteps approaching.

She opened the door and walked silently to the bed, sitting on it. "It was just a nightmare. It was not real", her voice was shoothing and calming.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. She was holding the pills. He hated taking them, he always felt week. He wiped the tears that had formed in his eyes and shook his head. "I don't want to take them. I can sleep without them"

"You know you can sleep better if you take them" He have heard that sentence so many times. It was almost every night now.

"But the nightmares won't go away" he said quietly. He knew that she wouldn't leave unless he did what she said. He took the pills and swallowed them quickly. He closed his eyes.  "Why am I still here?" He said after drinking some water.

She stroked his hair out of his eyes. "We can't let you out yet".

It was always the same answer. For over four months now.

"They have to pay. Everyone. They raped her, all of them. They are out there and I'm here"

She looked at him with pity. He hated when she did that. "Just sleep Hoseok. You can say that to the psycologist tomorrow"

"I'm tired. I've been here for so long. I'm not lying, I wouldn't lie for something like this. You have to believe me Kaylee"

She took a deep breath, trying to relax. "They could let you out of here. All you have to do is to be normal. Just stop saying those crazy things"

It was pointless, he knew it. No matter how many times he said it to them they would still think he is making things up to cope for his sister's loss. The same routine every day. He woke up, went to eat the first meal of the day. Then the psycologist would come. Hoseok would tell her the same things and she would shake her head disappointingly.

Then it was the second meal. After that he was supposed to speak to the other people who were there for various reasons. He hated that. He hated everyone there. He didn't really know the reason why. They were just so different, weird and many of them crazy. The people that had put him there thought he belonged with them. He didn't. He wasn't crazy, at least not yet.

He was always sitting alone reading  books to try and stay sane. The doctors and the nurses usually checked him but it was the same results every time, there was nothing wrong with him. The last meal of the day came and after that he was sent back to his room. A single bed and a desk with papers and pencils on it. He would try to sleep but every time he did the nightmares were there. He would wake up and she would come.

"I want my phone"

"You know that can't happen Hoseok. We have talked about that so many times". He couldn't have his phone because of the fact that he was "healing" and the phone was a major distraction, or that was what they would tell him when he asked.

But I want to talk to my friends

She stood up and she went to the door."Please I'm not crazy. They killed her. They killed my sister!" He was shouting now, but his nurse was gone.

He felt tired and he closed his eyes. He knew it was the pills. Do they think about me? Have my friends made an effort to find me? Do they know where I am? So many questions that he didn't have an answer. He went back to sleep with one thought in his mind.

They are going to pay, they are going to pay, they are going to pay, they..

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So that was my first attempt on writing a non-text chapter. Don't be too harsh 😔👊💜