Paralyzed yoonmin ff

Chapter 2

Yoongi's POV
*Phone rings*

I wake up and hear my phone ring which was on the floor next to the sofa.

I fall off the sofa, barley woken up to reach for it.

I pick my phone up to see an unknown number calling. I accept.

"Hello, is it...suicidal hotline?" The person on the other end asks.

"No, I think you have the wrong number." I reply concerned.

"Oh your right, I'm sorry for the mistake. I just wanted too..." "Kill myself?" I cut him off and sit up onto the sofa.

"It shouldn't interest you." The man sighs.

"You are human."
"You want to hurt yourself, you need help." I reply back.

"I'm no longer human, you know?"
"Death is the only way out for me." The man adds.

"If you called, you believed that someone can help you."

"It's not like that, I just wanted to talk to someone before I'll die." The man replied.

"You've already called, so you can talk to me." I tried to comfort him.

"Uh, ok but I've never had a friend."
"I don't know how to make friends." He responds.

"Don't worry, if we are to meet each other, let's start with the name, I'm Min Yoongi, and you?" I ask him.

"Park Jimin."

"Wonder that: you've already taken the pills-" I assume, sighing.

"I want to drown in water." Jimin suddenly answers.

"Do one thing for me." I ask Jimin.

"What?"

"Don't drown, take the pills."

"Ok, but I'll take them now."
"Wait-" I suddenly reply.

"I took them." Jimin mumbled.

"How many of them you took?" I ask concerned whilst brushing my hand through my hair.

"It doesn't matter."
"I have a thew hours before I'll fall asleep." Responds Jimin.

"Well, one of the stars will crease to exit in a few hours."
"We will talk until the pills won't destroy you." I ex-hale heavily.

...

"Jimin, are you there?" I start to panic.

"Yes...I'm just so tired..." Jimin replies while pausing through his sentence.

"Don't fall asleep." I tell him.

"I won't, just...I don't want to die alone." He sighs.

"I can be there with you."
"I can die with you."
"Just give me your address."

"I don't know..." Jimin ex-hales heavily.

"Do you want me to be next to you?" I ask him.

"Yes but..."

"So tell me where are you." I suddenly reply.

"Busan, Daehang. Please come." Jimin insists.

"I will, but listen...wait for me I have to call for a taxi."

"Ok." Jimin replies.

*Call ends*

I take a deep breath out and dial 911 into my phone.

"Hello? Is it the hospital?"

"Yes it is, what's the issue?" A women replies.

"Some boy needs help, he took sleeping pills."
"He. He can die anytime."
"Please, hurry up."