Jungkooks pov:
I started to notice her sniffles. I took a deep breath in and let it all out all while looking to the left. I started to tap my hand on my leg. The cold was getting to me but I didn't care. I noticed my face scrunching up and tears running down my face.
I looked back at her. She was glossy. From her lips to her collar bones. Her hands were pale and her nails long. Her hair surprised me horrifically...she didn't have much. "Jungkook..I am..dying.." she let the last of her breath out before she broke out into tears.
Her hands were still holding on to my shoulders, gripping tightly now as her whole body jerked. "That's why I wanted this...I didn't want to face the burden of telling people I'm sick, I didn't want to face the fact that I'm sick, I don't...i don't want to be..." she said sobbing.
I was crying now. I grabbed her and pulled her closer to me. "What have we become" I asked myself. We used to be healthy, pessimistic people. We used to be people who loved each other furiously, nothing could break us apart. Where..no-no..when did we go wrong. We're not the same.
We're both sick, weakened from the needles they stick in ya on a daily basis. I'm tired of this feeling. I'm tired of being tired. I'm in this constant circuit of pain and fighting. Nothing seems to little it's all so much.
"Why did it have to end up this way...why why why why why...how many things have to happen before God gives us mercy"
"Why can't we just all live in euphoria"
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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...
