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Should I just die? (JK) pt. 1

Your pov

"Hello this is the suicide helpline, what's your name?" I say into my headset.

"My n-name is J-jinyoung." he stutters.

"Hello Jinyoung, do you feel suicidal?" I ask with a sympathetic tone of voice.

"Y-yes. I feel like e-every thing is my f-fault and that I'm just b-bothering everyone around m-me." he says.

"Your not bothering me. I like the sound of your voice." I say to calm him down.

"No you d-don't. You're just s-saying that so I wont kill m-myself." he says crying harder.

"No I really do like your voice. Do you sing at all? You would have an amazing singing voice." I say in a low tone.

"Why would you c-care if I do or not, I'm n-not important to anyone. I'm just a nobody." he says.

"You are somebody. Your a beautiful human being who has so much to live for. What about your family? How would they feel if you died?" I say almost knowing what he's going to say.

"They would be happy I'm gone. They already hate me for being gay and have hurt me in ways that they don't understand." he says and starts to cry again.

"Jinyoung, did they hit you?" I ask softly.

"Y-yes..." he stutters again.

"Jinyoung its not your fault that they don't like who you are. Its there fault for not loving you the way you are. And the way you are is perfect to so many more people in this world then just them." I say.

"Can you help me leave them then?" he ask.

"I can. But I need you to help me to. I need you see if you can stay at a friends house well I try to find a relative you can live with or someone willing to let you stay with them. How old are you?" I ask.

"I'm 16." he says.

"Do you have anyone you can stay with?" I ask.

"My boyfriend Jaebum." he says.

"Do you need to ask his parents?"

"No. He lives with roommates." he says.

"Okay then call him and have him pick you up and I will get your parents away from you for good." I say.

"Do you have any siblings?" I ask.

"No I don't I'm an only child. Thank you so much." he says.

"Your welcome and be safe." I say and hang up my last call of the night. I call for help for him and start to pack my things. I still have to study for an exam coming up and find time to sleep to.

I grab the rest of my things and head out to my car. I start the engine and start to drive to the nearest convince store. I park my car and get out. I walk in and straight to the coffee section. There I see my bestfriend Jungkook. We both are in collage studying psychology. He is a trainee for a therapy company for people with split personality disorder and people with schizophrenia. I study and work with kids with depression, suicide, and schizophrenia. We both have backgrounds of depression and anxiety. So as we got older we both wanted to help though who are going through things that we have been through and help them because we know how it feels. 

"Hi Jungkook, how is studying going?" I say stirring my coffee.

"Oh I'm nowhere near done yet. I came to get coffee so I can stay up a little longer to work on it." he says.

"Yeah I just got out of work and still have to study." I say.

"Really? You haven't started yet?" he says looking at me as we walk to the counter.

"Well I work all day on days I don't have day classes." I say grabbing my wallet to pay for us.

"Here I got it." he says handing the worker his money to pay for the both of us.

"Thanks for paying for me. I'll pay next time." I say waking to my car.

"Okay. And call me if you need help on anything." he says and walks back to his car.

I climb back into my car and set my drink down in the center console. I start the car and drive back to my dorm. 

I pull into my parking spot and see my roommates car isn't here. I smile knowing she's on a date with this boy she's been obsessing about. I walk to my dorm and unlock the door with my key. I open the door and walk to my room after shutting and locking the door again. I drag my feet to my room and sit at my desk. I pull out my books and start to study. 

I wake up with papers stuck to my face. All my notes are stuck to my head and some that are left on the table have coffee rings on them. I check the time on my phone and see I'm late for class. I get dressed and put my hair into a messy bun. I run to my car and head to my building. I get to class just as its getting out. I wait by the door till I Jungkook come out.

"Hey do you have the notes for todays class?" I ask him.

"Well I don't know, do I have the notes for the class I just walked out of and was on time there." he says well pretending to think.

"Oh my god just give me the notes." I say punching his arm.

"Ow, okay just don't punch me." he says taking his notes out of his bag and handing them to me.

"Just give them back to me when your done." he says starring me down as he walks to his car.

*Time skip to you getting to work*

"Hello this is the suicide helpline, what's your name?" I say into the phone.

"Y/n?..."

To be continued...