Remember | Yoongi FF (C)

Pilot

Yoongi's POV

We've been driving for what it seems like hours, but it's only 20 minutes. I hated that we had to move out from our old house. It meant that i had to change schools and lost all my old friends. Sucks for a 12 y/o kid like me. Although, I'm happy cause i realized that even if i moved away, i didn't lost my best friend. We talk almost everyday to check up on each-other, cause we both know how lonely I feel and how difficult it is for me to make new friends. Thank God I convinced my brother to take me to my old neighborhood so I can hang out with my old friends, just for this Saturday.

We were all playing together happily. My brother was sitting on a nearby bench cause he was older than us so it was uncomfortable for him to play with us. So he stood there alone, playing on his phone. I was hanging on a swing with two other kids and laughing at their jokes. I saw a group of 4 kids, around my brother's age , approach him. I thought they were his friends so i didn't pay much attention.
After a while i heard their voices. They were almost screaming at each other and my brother was slightly pissed. He stood up and shout to me. "Hey kiddo, it's time to go. Come on!". I pouted. "Oh come on! Just ten more minutes. Please?". He was coming closer and i saw him a bit worried. Behind him, the other guys watching him pissed as well. Then, they started walking towards us. "Kai, is everything okay?" i said to him as i watched them coming closer to us. "No. We have to go, now!". Just this moment, the guys grabbed my brother from behind and started dragging him away from me. "LET GO OF ME!" my brother shout. "Not yet, big boy. You have to give us what we asked for" one of them told him. "I don't have such thing! I'm not even living in this town anymore" my brother begged. He tried to fight the one back-hugging him, but another one tugged along and they were too strong for him. He kept fighting them both until they dropped him on the ground. "You're an outsider, I see" another one hissed. "We don't let strangers hang here". And just like that they started punching him and kicking him repeatedly on the back and his stomach. "LET HIM GO!" i shouted and tried to run towards him. He saw me getting closer, "Yoongi RUN! GO! PLEASE! RUN!". I stopped in the middle of the playground blowing hot and cold weather to help him or run away. I couldn't help him. Let's be honest. They were four, 19 y/o boys there and all my friends had already run away. I was alone so after some quick thought i decided to run and go find some help. As i was running I heard my brother screaming in pain and the guys mocking him about his coward brother. Teasing him that I left him alone.

After running and running, I finally found a small shop around the corner outside the park and I quickly got in breathing heavily and trying to explain to the owner what's happening. She instantly called the police and took her keys and locked the shop behind her as we both ran back to my brother.

When we finally got there, i saw my brother lying on the ground alone and the guys, in pretty far distance, running away. He wasn't moving. I ran towards him. I was out of breath. He had his eyes closed and he seemed like he was in a lot of pain.

"Hey! Hey Kai, I'm here. I brought help. You're gonna be fine. I didn't leave you behind, see? I'm here." I chuckled a bit but he didn't seem to hear me.

He must have fallen asleep due to the pain . I thought.

I shook him a bit harder this time. "Kai, come on! We can go home now. They left. I'll help you get up, come on!" I tried to help him stand up but he wasn't helping me. "Come on, Kai! I can't do this myself, you're too heavy for me" I almost shouted at him. Without me realizing it, some tears ran down my cheek. Then I heard sirens from afar. "Kai, the police is here. You dont have to drive us home. They can take us, we will ask kindly". I heard the woman behind me starting sobbing. I turned to look at her. "Why are you crying ma 'am? And why isn't he answering me?" i looked back at my brother, still with his eyes closed. I started sobbing as well as bad thoughts ran in my head.

No! No way! I came back quickly, he wasn't that hurt when I left.

I wiped my tears with my hand and then I saw red. And i suddenly could smell metallic. I looked my hands, they were filled with blood.

Is it mine? How? Did I got scratched somewhere while running?

I looked back at my brother and then i saw the source of the blood. They had stubbed him. Right in the middle of his chest. The sirens now were closer than ever and my sobs were mixed with the lady's behind me. Out of nowhere I was pulled away from my brother. I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"NO! HE IS MY BROTHER! LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I NEED MY BROTHER, PLEASE!"

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It's been almost 3 months now since my brother died. I don't even go to school anymore. I heard my parents talking and they said i was diagnosed with depression. No shit Sherlock.

After this, I'm forced to eat and take some bitter pills they give me everyday. "They'll make you feel better, honey." that's what they think.

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It's been a year. I haven't been able to talk to anyone other than my parents. I started going to school again, but I'm the *depressed kid who lost his brother*. I'm slightly forgetting things. Like names of my old friends. I realized something was wrong when i saw some pictures and I had no idea who the people in them they were.

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4 years. I barely remember my past. I keep taking those pills and the doctor said it's a side effect of the pills to cause amnesia.

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After 8 years i feel like it's time for me to move on. I cried. A lot. I isolated my self for 8 fucking years. I barely remember what happened that day. I decided to stop taking the pills and start living for once. I need to remember who I was. What my friends look like right now? Do they remember me? I need to find them. I need to know what happened and my brother died.

I need answers.