flash back 1 year ago
"whats that on your hands?" i asked my dad calmly, who was sitting on the sofa
"get in your room." he demanded as he hid his face in his palms.
"is that blood?" i asked again, this time my question was more specific.
" what do you want from me! i didnt do anything bad your mum just.." he started crying and kept avoiding eye contact.
"m-mum?" i whispered and i started running towards my parents' room. i slowly opened the door and walked into the room. i saw her lying on the big bed, her face was facing the wall so i couldnt see it. i jumped on the bed as i closed the door behind me.
i turned her around so that i could meet her eyes. her empty and cold eyes. i was so afraid at that moment that i fell of the bed.
"what happened to her?" i started screaming at my dad who had just endered the room "what did you do to her" of course i couldnt hold back my ters.
"i-i didnt..." he was trying to explain himself.
"shut up!" i was out of my mind at the moment, and before i could realise what was happening i started throwing things at him, which were placed on the dresser behind me "how could you do that to me!"
i made some steps back so that i can find something to hold from. i started feeling dizzy when i felt on the big mirror near the dresser.
i turned back and i looked at my reflection and in the next a couple of seconds my hands crashed on the glass and turned it into a hundred small pieces.
"baby relax." i heard my dad's voice from behind me.
"i am not your fucking baby." i whispered since i didnt have enough strength to yell at him anymore. i then felt his arms around my shoulders.
i slowly kneeed down,he was still standing above me.
i looked at the broken mirror on the floor, andi slowly grabbed ne of its pieces. i stand up and my eyes met his.
"fuck you!" i shouted and i nailed him with the broken mirror. he then kneeled in front of me and just kept looking at me with teared eyes.
"just die."
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the police soon arived, seems like a neighbor had noticed our dark and quiet house, and got worried.
"police dont move!" a man yelled at me as he broke the door and saw me sitting there, infront of my dead parents.
dude you could have just opened it. anywas.
they took me to the court and of course no one believed that my dad had murdered my mum, so they accused me for both murders. but why should i deny it, i am going to prison anyway right?
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"so how are you today?" seokjin asked.
different kind of answers like "good" or "whatever" came out of our mouths.
"so it is the first time ever that we do something like that, but i want everyone to feel comfortable and share their feelings okay?" seokjin said like we were in a church or something.
the truth is that i was really nervous about the whole thing but i didnt have much choices so yeah, who cares.
after we placed our chairs in order to make a big circle, seokjin started asking about how we were feeling, about wether we miss our houses or not, he even asked us about our relationships with the other patients. and that was when the thing became interesting.
"i heard that some of you have created some really good friendships with each other. i would like you to talk about your feelings towards your friends here. jinhwan?" he said sinnce jinhwan was sitting right next to him.
"yeah em.. i guess jungkook? i dont know. oh and chaewon." he said and he gave me a smile
"just because you have talked to each other a couple times doesnt mean you are actually friends." yoongi shrugged.
"chaewon?" seokjin gave me the word while sighing, he must really hate me.
"um.. what?"
"tell us about your friends."
"um dahyun, jinhwan and jungkook, i suppose, and..." i made a small pause and i looked at yoongi not knowing how to call him. i mean we are not friends ae we? but we are not something else which makes us a nothing? maybe i dont know
"yoongi." i finally said and he looked the same confused as i did. however, i tried to avoid eye contact since i was feeling extremely weird becausef our last..meet.
i noticed tha seokjin kept looking at me like he wanted me to add something more so that is what i did.
"well dahyun has been helping me a lot since my first day in here, jungkook is ...friendly? and so is jinhwan ,also very kind and nice to me and yoongi... well is just being him." i said and i didnt realised that i was smiling at him until dahyun cought.
"that is very nice. so chanyeol?"
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"heeyyyy buddyy" yoongi came right into my cell with a huge smile on his face.
"should i be worried or something?" i said and i put my diary, which i was writting right before he walks in, under my pillow.
"no bro why?" he sat on my bed, without even ask for my permission. what a rude boy
"okay whats with the friendzone." i started being really worried.
"what do you mean? we are friends right? best friends forever and crap you said it yourself an hour ago."
"did you take your medicanes?" i asked and i sat crosssed-leg.
"yes thank you for your interest."
"okay can you please tell me what is wrong with you."
the truth is that i have expected it to be way more awkward, because of our last meeting but he was acting really cool, and i was trying to do the same.
i think i was failing since i wasnt even looking in his eyes but whatever.
"nothing is wrong i am just really happy that you made our friendship official? i mean you made it cleared because some people here might thing that there is something between us because well, you slept on my shoulder, we took a bath together, and we almost had sex in the freaking bathtub but nooo we are just friends." he stand up and started walking up and down in the room.
"are you trying to em say something to me?" okay i am not one of the smartest persons just leave me die like that.
"no. not at all. actually i am gonna live this room just like tha way i came in .dont forget we are in an asylum and the sisters would get really upset if they find me here. okay? so bye."
"em.. bye?i guess." i said aw he left the room.
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