I woke up with a blurry vision of darkness. I couldn't see anything but I could feel. It was like that time yoongi "thought" he was selling me. I wasn't in Jungkook's car, and I don't even think I was with him. I heard a door open in the distance. A click from the door echoed throughout the so called "room" I was in.
"You're awake!" I heard an unfamiliar voice say. "Whe-where am I?" "Oh yeah, you can't see...you're in the hospital (Y/N)..you're boyfriends breaks weren't working, when he sped up he couldn't stop this crashing" "IS Jungkook okey!!" It was silent. This time it was an unbearable silence, one that I wished would end. "He...he's alive" "rea-" "but..." "but what?.." "he's..well...we could only save half of his brain..." "so!? He's still alive" "just because you're breathing doesn't mean you're alive sweat heart.."
Those words stung my heart worse then knives ever could. The fact that jungkook would never be the same hurt me...worse then I ever thought loosing someone would. In that moment all I wanted to do was die...I wanted to end my life. I wanted to be mentally dead and physically. I started screaming bloody murder. "I WANT HIM BACK!! I WANT HIM BACK!! GIVE HIM BACKK!! I NEED HIM PLEASE...YOU CAN SAVE HIM". They called the doctors to come in and quiet me for the other patients.
I few hours later or screaming my throat started to feel like sand paper. They gave me some medicine that helped calm me down, but i don't know what it was. It worked on the outside but on the inside I was killing my self over and over. I had so many questions and no one would answer them. I wanted to just run to him and hug him and tell him everything was going to be fine.
I wondered if he still understood people's words, if he would recognize me. I wanted to know if he could talk or if that ability had been stripped away from him. I wanted to hear him sing but he probably couldn't remember how to. I wanted to turn back time and take the hit, take the bullet for him. He didn't deserve any of it.
I wondered if people would treat him like some lowlife, like a monster, like a freak, and if I would be able to stand it. I wondered if it was actually more, or less than what it seemed. I payed there cramming my meaningless mind full of thoughts that over time made me want to hurt myself. I'd gladly sell my soul to Satan for him to have a normal life and live like before if that's what it took. I'd sacrifice myself for Jungkook.
I just wanted to hug him and I didn't want that hug to change...but even if it did that's ok..I'll love him forever...until I take my life
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𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓽 || 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Fanfiction(Y/n)s life is threatened by a black marketeer Min Yoongi who had adopted her just to feed his bank account. When the two seemingly get along well things sink a lot deeper. As she runs away from her problems with the man of her dreams Jeon Jungkook...
