THE STAGE

ONE

The salty darkness in the sky embraced me as I opened the terrace door.

I couldn't see stars, it was cloudy.
I threw the cigarette that was my breath as I climbed the top of my building.
Life sure hates me.
It hated me ever since I was born.
I wish I was never. It hurts to that core where I can't reach. Which I can't comprehend. Which I am numb with to.

"Namjoon?"

That voice. Stop it. I don't want to hear you.

"Namjoon. Are you here? "

That's right he can... he'll never see me.

My foot shifted and I lost my balance, as if I had meant to internally. A hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me to the rough ground.

"Are you fucking crazy?! What were you trying to do? "

"Hyung? How did -"

"Doesn't mean that I'm blind, I can't hear? "

"Hyung... "

"I know... I know.. I understand it. "

"Hyung...I -. "

The darkness around enclosed me and I embraced it as a welcome hug.

II

Yoongi walked up to his room as his eyes were moist. As usual everything was dark for him. His life, his friends, his eyes, his soul. Everything.

Exactly three years had passed since that day... When he lost his eyes. At least those eyes gave someone life or else his life didn't have a meaning anyway.

All he wanted was for Jungkook to live. He does but no sane person would call that living.

Yoongi sat down to write in the 730th paper he had torn off:

Jeon Jungkook, this kid! How are you now? You know what Jin Hyung is baking red velvet cakes! He eagerly awaits your coming. You remember how you and J-Hope danced to Russian roulette by red velvet. Remember how you loved covering different group songs so much. Please remember.
Have you eaten? Please don't skip meals... You should take care of your health. We are waiting for you. We love you.

Your dearest,
YOONGI HYUNG.

He tore off that page and placed it in an envelope.
And kept it on his bedside.
Jungkook was in a mental rehabilitation center. He had lost all of his memories. Even who he was.

It's been two years and doctors said they had given up hope.

Why the fuck do you keep him anyways?! If nothing of your stupid medicines work!

That's what Namjoon said today to the doctor.

"We are internally dying each day! I don't need any of your free services I need my Jungkook! "

I've never seen Namjoon loose his control but he did today. I couldn't question his behavior. I felt the same.

I had learned to live as a crippled person. As a person with no eyes. I learnt how to write. I learnt how to walk. But I wasn't blind. I could see everything around me. I could see how everyone felt. In that way I had vision. Even though I couldn't use my eyes, my mind had an eye that could see better than my external eyes.

I wondered where Jimin was?