LOVE MAZE (JiKook)

NO, NOT AGAIN!

*I'm so sorry for the late update, I've been so busy lately.*

JUNGKOOK'S POV

It had been a month since Yoongi passed away, we were already back to our homes, tried to moved on with our lives. One person who still couldn't move on from the grief was Park Jimin. Since the day he came back home, he kept locking himself from the outside world, just exactly like Yoongi's prediction. He didn't go to school or to his part time job which was a dance instructur. Everytime we went to check on him he was just laying on his bed, eating nothing which made him got skinnier day by day. We all were so worried about him but it was like nothing or no one could heal his pain, he just ignored everyone. He pulled himself away from everyone, from the world around him.

Untill one day I was visiting him to check on him like usually. My brother gave me yoongi's spare key of Jimin's dorm so I could easily check on him. I called him for a few times, no answer. I felt my stomached fliped by the fear that was slowly creeping into my spine. It was weird, even tho Jimin almost totally shutted himself off from the world still he would answer us at least once when we called him. I rushed to his bedroom, and found nothing. Then I heard the water was running from his bathroom, so I slowly walked toward it's door.

"Hyung? Are you there?" I knocked once, asked him for assurance. Still no answer. So I tried to open the door, it was locked. I started to panick, I knocked again and again while still calling his name.

"For the God's sake, Jimin hyung please answer or open this door, please!" I panicked. "Damn it, please don't do something stupid Park Jimin!" I smashed the door with my body as hard as I could, after for few times it worked. Then there was the horror right in front of me Jimin was drowning by his own blood in his own bathtub. I pulled his weak body out of the pool of his own blood.

"Omg hyung no no no what have you done? Please wake up!" I hold his tore wrist to stop the blood from flowing. I shakily grabbed my phone from my back pocket to call 911 and my brother.

"H...hyung Tae hyung..." I cried desperately.

"What Kookie? What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"J...Jimin hyung, he tried to kill himself, he lost so much blood eotteohkae yo hyung?"

Tut tut tut....The phone abrubtly cut off.

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TAEHYUNG'S POV

"No! Not again..." I mumbled to myself. The nightmare suddenly hit me back, I freeze. The phone just slipped out from my hand. That moment, that memories, that nightmare were all coming back like a shock of wave in my head.

"J...Jimin!!! Oh God no no Jiminah please don't," I cried so loud by the sight of the weak body of my best friend drowning by his own blood in the bathtub. I pulled him out, called my parents for help. Few minutes later they came with ambulance to rescue the boy.

I remembered how cold and pale his body was. I remembered how scared I was of loosing him, how I regretted so much of being so ignorant of the sign he tried to show me. Jimin used to lived with his abusive alcoholic father who kept blaming him for the death of his wife. Jimin's mother passed away after giving birth to Jimin, so his father put the blame on him as he couldn't accept the fact that the love of his life has gone forever for the sake of their baby. The abused were getting worse after he found out Jimin was gay. Then one day his father hit him so much that he decided to run away from home and since that day he lived by himself in such a very young age of fourteen.

In school was not so much better than in his home, some kids used to bullied him for being a little bit chubbier. They mocked him, told him that he was ugly and fat, did bad things to him. I tried my best to stand up for him, protected him but it was like just the two of us against the world. So the bullies just couldn't be stopped. Jimin was getting used to it untill the gay thing was somehow blowing up to the entire school.

The amount of abused he received was just too much, and that day a week after his fifteen birthday, he decided to stop the pain by trying to kill the host which was himself. What I regretted so much was he told me, he fucking told me like millions of time about killing himself, about how he couldn't endure the pain anymore, how tired he was with his life, or how much he wanted to meet his mother. But I became the most ignorant human being I was, I ignored it because I thought it was just a joke. I don't know I guess I was too young and spoiled to understand his struggles and suffering while he was too young to received so much pain he didn't even deserve.

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JUNGKOOK'S POV

My head was spinning, my stomach flipped down, it was like a slow motion movie when I witnessed the paramedics tried their best to bring Jimin back to life. His heart had stopped beating when they finally came. His lifeless body was laying on the floor while a paramedic tried to pumped on his chest while counting in the same time. I was too immersed with Jimin's lifeless body in front of me that I didn't even realized that my brother was already there right beside me untill I felt his hand squeezed mine tight. I gasped and reflectly hugged him. I could feel he cried too, he was shaking as hard as me.

"Hyung," I cried on his shoulder.

"He's gonna be okay, I know he will. Please Jiminah, please!" he mumbled, pulled away from me and squeezed my hand. Our attention was back to Jimin again.

It was like the longest minute in my life as the paramedic still tried their best to bring the lifeless man back to life again. We prayed for him to survive this nightmare.

"Thank's God we got him back," the paramedics cooed in relieved.

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Jimin slowly open his eyes, after two days in coma finally the boy was awake in the middle of night. His eyes scanned the room and realized he was in hospital. He saw his best friend sleeping on the couch and noticed the boy who fell asleep on the side of his bed while gently holding his hand. He couldn't help but cry as the regret, the anger, and the guilt hit him right away.

Jungkook stirred and woke up by the sound of Jimin's sob. He jolted in relieved seeing the man finally regained his consciousness.

"Jimin hyung, thank's God you're awake..." he stopped as he saw the older cried.

"Hyung? why are you crying? Are you feeling hurt somewhere? I'll call the doctor okay?"

The older shook his head, "no Kookah, it's hurt here," he put his hand on his chest. The younger understood, he grabbed the older hand again.

"Jimin, Park Jimin oh God, I thought I lost you. Don't do this again please! Why did you? I'm...I'm so not ready to loose you again Jiminah, not after Yoongi hyung too," Taehyung suddenly shrieked, gently cupped his friend small face with his hand. He cried desperately begged to the boy.

"I'm sorry Tae, I just...I miss Yoongi hyung so much. It hurt Tae, hurt so so much I just want to stop this pain right here," he pointed on his chest.

"Oh Jiminah I'm here, Jungkook's here, we're here for you, everyone is here to help you to ease the pain. Just let us to help you, don't push us away again! Please!"

"We need you hyung, I need you. I'm scared of loosing you hyung, so please just do as Taehyung hyungie told you. Trust me this is not what Yoongi hyung wanted for you. He wanted you to keep living happily. He didn't want to see you suffering like this," the youngest said desperately.

"I... " the oldest just cried in regret and guilt.

"It's okay, just promise us you'll let us to help you, don't do this again Jiminah!" Taehyung cooed.

the oldest nodded his head, "I'm so sorry guys, I'll try."

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