Wake Up

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"You monster."

"Disgusting filth."

"Psychopath!"

"Shame on you."

"You don't deserve her. Or us!"

"Please come back! I didn't mean to hurt her... I-I-"

"Save the bullshit Hyung, After all she has done for you?"

"Y-Yoongi please you gotta understand me even the slightest bit."

"No I don't I would never go that far... Why would you kill us too?"

"What? Hyung? Namjoon, Jin, Jimin, Kookie, Tae?!!"

"Look what you did Hobi, You killed us all."

"Y/N? You're bleeding!! WHO SHOT YOU?!"

"You did... You shot all of us Hoseok."

Looking down shaking just as wild as my body was, Was a gun in my blood filled hands. I looked around studying their bodies each shot eyes wide mouths agape all staring at me.

You did it

Its your fault

You deserve to die

You could've controlled yourself

But you didn't

Gasping for air as my eyes shoot open, my body feels heavy and sticky, I could feel the heat in the room. I groaned lifting my heavy body up, everything hurting me. I sat at the edge of the bed giving me some time to gain energy

You deserve to die

I shook that thought out of my head and stood trying to make my way to the bathroom. Peeling my shirt off I look back at the bed.

My half of it was covered drenched with my sweat. I looked at my mess contemplating if I should go an wash this or ask Y/N too.

I voted for the latter making my way to the bathroom shimming my pants and boxers off.

I took a cool relaxing shower taking my time feeling the cool water hit my body dropping off me into a warm puddle against my feet. I chuckled bitterly as I looked over to my shampoo.

Am I really that Hot? Dangerous aren't I?

I smile weakly as I slowly went through my normal process of showering which took longer these days. I've been having nightmares and cold sweets as if I've caught something. Maybe my guilt was trying to drive my life. I chuckled again slowly gaining some strength.

I stepped out of the room with my a towel on my head drying off the water.

"Hey, you." Her soft voice rang walking out of the kitchen with food on the plate.

I smile at her waiting for a hug but she ignored me and walked into the kitchen I pout and stood at the door watching her stack the plates in the sink.

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