Third person perspective
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6 months later
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A tall woman in blue walked up to Taehyung's cell. She opened up the door, walking in and closing it behind her.
"Hi Taehyung! I've got your medicine for the day." She used a sweet voice. One that could make anyone feel comforted.
The boy reached out his hands taking three pills from the woman's left hand and a cup of water from her right.
"How do you feel today Tae?" She took a clipboard out from under her arm.
"I didn't do it." He mumbled.
Only six months had passed, but he looked so different. A sad look was held on his face, and brokenness behind his eyes. He gave off an aura of weakness, as he was now much skinnier than before. Most days he refused to eat, unless threatened by one of the meaner prison guards.
The woman sat down criss-cross in front of Tae. Reaching her arm to the top of his shoulder before slowly comforting him. "Tae, you say that every day."
Tears started to well at his eyes. He might be in here, but he still knew the truth.
"I-I know." He hiccuped.
"Shh shh Tae, it's okay." She watched as he covered his hands with his face. "You know what I think?" That immediately grabbed his attention, causing him to bring down his hands.
"What?" He whispered.
She looked around before leaning in. "I don't think you did it Taehyung."
Tae lifted his head up. "What?"
"In fact, I know you didn't, and I'm working on a way to get you out." She spoke fast, almost too fast.
"W-what?" His heart started pounding.
"Listen Tae, I've been working as a phycologist for 30 years, I know when I see people with mental health problems, and..other than trauma, you're fine. There is nothing in you that could kill someone, and you're also very mentally stable. I've been working with you for almost 6 months and you've showed no negative signs. You aren't in the right place Taehyung. You should be out there!"
Taehyung sat, taking in everything that she said.
She spoke again. "I've gotten evidence on the Jungkook guy. Taehyung, you have a chance! I just need you to be strong and hold out, allow me to help you."
He nodded as he began to tear up again. "T-thank you so much." He smiled weakly before hugging the woman.
"Alright, I have to continue my rounds, but remember to stay strong Taehyung. I'm here to help." She smiled as she lifted herself off the ground, walking out the door.
Bang.
Taehyung shifted. What was that loud noise?
Bang.
It sounded like someone banging on his cell door.
BANG.
Taehyung jolted up, breathing heavy. He looked around at his padded cell.
It was all a dream. He scoffed. It was all a fucking dream.
He looked over to his door, a tall woman in blue stood there. "Taehyung what did you do to the door?" She looked angry.
"Nothing Miss Blue, nothing." He questioned himself. Had he done something to the door? He didn't remember. He couldn't kicked it the last time he got angry.
The woman sighed. "Taehyung, we talked about this. You can't call people by the color shirt they wear. My name is Mrs. Yeol. Now what did you do to the lock?"
Taehyung sat on the padded floor. He didn't feel like answering. Especially because he didn't remember doing anything to the door.
Mrs. Yeol scoffed and went to go get another guard.
Once she returned with another guard, she explained the situation. He used all the force he could and kicked the door. Surprisingly, it opened.
The male guard stormed in, grabbing Taehyung by the collar and lifting him up. "The fuck did you do to the door?!" His voice boomed.
"Now now Mr. Chan, you know that's not good for him. Thank you for the help. That's all I needed." She smiled as she gestured for the male to leave.
Taehyung fell back down to the ground with a thud. He had no energy in his body to stand.
Mrs. Yeol sat down in front of him, taking 3 pills out from her pocket and some water she had been holding. "Take these sweetie."
Taehyung looked down at the pills in her hands.
They were blue.
He knocked them out of her hand, sending the small pills flying. He ran to the back of the room. "No no no no no." He kept repeating as he covered his head.
Mrs. Yeol rolled her eyes. This happened everyday.
"I talked to the doctor Tae and they don't have any other color for the pills you have to take. I promise they weren't sent here by Jungbook to kill you."
"Jungkook." Taehyung said softly.
"What?"
"His name is Jungkook."
"Right...Well Tae, you have to take your medicine." She stood up and recollected his pills before walking over to him. "Come on." She helped him over to his bed.
Taehyung took the pills without looking at them.
They'll make you feel better. He reminded himself.
"There you go. Now I have to finish my rounds, I'll be back later for an anylisis. Bye Tae." She said as she walked out the door.
Taehyung fell back, letting his head hit the not-so-soft pillow underneath him. He let out a sigh as he mentally cursed Jungkook.
It was Jungkook's fault he was in here.
It was Jungkook's fault he was crazy.
It was all Jungkook's fault.
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blue pills // ᴶᴶᴷ.ᴷᵀᴴ
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