Autophobia - (Vkook)

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Third person's pov

Taehyung tried to run away but got stopped by Mingyu pulling him backwards making him fall. His head crashed right into the wall making a loud sound. Taehyung who had closed his eyes before opened them slowly. No one was around them which wasn't weird because everyone ate in the cafeteria. Ugh why am I so dumb? Taehyung thought for himself before he felt a hard punch against his face.

"P-please Mingyu.. s-stop", Taehyung tried but received another punch in his stomach as an answer. Mingyu just started laughing out loudly as he threw even more punches.

"You deserve this little gay boy! You're nothing but trash! Kill yourself!", Mingyu said without hesitation. The said boy started kicking the smaller one instead. Taehyung's nose was bloody and the sudden pain made him cough unstoppable. He became lightheaded and couldn't hear anything at this moment. After what seemed to be an eternity the punches and kicks stopped. His head that was leaning against the wall behind him fell on the ground with the speed of light.

He tried opening his eyes but the pain was unbearable. Suddenly he felt two arms embracing him and softly lifting him up. If he would've been able to move he would've probably pushed the one lifting him up but his shaking body felt nothing else but numb. He cried like there was no tomorrow. He felt alone and unloved. No one wanted him to be alive was what he thought. His heart felt broken, like many other times. He wanted to go to his locker, get out the sharp object from his bag and cut himself until the end of it all. Can't somebody just kill me.. please..

Jungkook's pov

As I held Taehyung in my embrace I tried to walk as fast as possible but still not drop him on the ground. Blood was spread all over his grey hoodie and his injuries was deadly. The only thing I was happy about was that I went to the right direction when I searched for him earlier. If I hadn't knocked that guy down Taehyung would've been even more hurt. Even though, he was still really hurt. I could hear it through his crying and how it made my t-shirt all wet because of it. Slowly I quietly began singing for him in a way of calming him down. I was pretty sure he couldn't hear it just because I noticed he couldn't hear me when I asked him questions and talked to him after I literally crushed the other guy.

The light brown haired boy in my arms all of a sudden stopped crying. I looked down at him and noticed he had passed out. I tighted my grip and started running. The last thing I wanted was him not be able to wake up again. I just met you but it feels like I've known you for my whole life.. I hope we can friends..

We finally arrived outside the school nurse's room. I pulled out my hand and knocked on the door 500 times in a second. The pain that I was suppost to feel in my knuckles didn't appear. I only cared for the hurt one that almost couldn't breathe just because of a son of a bitch who didn't deserve to live!! Damn Jungkook chill.. The nurse opened the door.

"PLEASE CALL AFTER AN AMBULANCE!! HE PAST OUT AND IS BADLY INJURED!!", I screamed right into her face. I knew she was the only one who could take care of Taehyung in the mean time as we would wait for an ambulance. I would've called an ambulance earlier if I hadn't left my phone in the cafeteria. You're so stupid. If he dies it's your fault!

Taehyung's pov

I woke up feeling like I just got 10 000 knives through my body at the same time. Am I in heaven? I thought for myself when I noticed everything around me was all white. As my eyes got used to the light I realized I was in the hospital when the familiar beeping sound beside me started to make sense. I tried to lift myself up but got stopped because of someone lying on my chest. I slowly looked down with now a faster heartbeat only to see Jimin sleeping. I felt a slight feeling of relief when I realized that it was him and not someone else. I wanted to wake him up but sudden pain in my head made me see all black again...

I woke up again but this time Jimin wasn't there. The angel that protected me from the loneliness and sadness wasn't here. My heart started hurting and the ache made my eyes teary in a matter of seconds. The room was empty.. and I was alone.. I couldn't stop thinking about the dream I had dreamt. It felt like I was asleep in years just because that short dream kept repeating over and over again without making me wake up.

You'll be fine, don't worry. I'll be there for you! I've heard about your sorrow and I promise that I'll help you overcome it... And right there the dream ends. Always saying the same thing but always showing something else.. the voice was familiar but I still didn't know who it belonged to. The last one that showed before I finally broke the circle by waking was one with two pair of hands reaching for mine, but when I reached out my hands to take them I was invisible. The thought gave my shivers and an unsafe feeling inside my stomach. 

I was just about to try to sit up when a nurse entered the room. She looked down at a paper she was holding and walked around for a bit. Isn't it meant for her to check on me? "Hello?" I said to make myself noticable. She looked up fast with big eyes and all of a sudden ran out of the room. What was that all about? I thought for myself before she came back into the room with three doctors behind her. "What's going on?" I thought loud enough for them to hear me. "No need to worry" one of the doctors said, then he continued, "you just woke up from a very deep sleep. We only need to check up on you and make some tests. Welcome back!"

They all smiled warmly at me like they were seeing a kid infront of them. I didn't know what to say or what to do... What were they even talking about? What did they mean with a 'very deep sleep'?

"Ehm.. Excuse me but, how long have been sleeping?", I asked with hesitation.

"Do you really wanna know? It may be shocking you?", another doctor said.

Have I been sleeping for that long? No. It can't be over a pair of days, right? "It's alright sir, just tell me", I said fearing whatever answer they may give.

"Okay Taehyung. You've been in coma for the past 3 months now. To be more exact almost 14 weeks.", the third doctor who hadn't spoken yet said.

My eyes widden and it felt like I was about to pass out. That's impossible.. I can't have been sleeping for that long!? What about Jimin? Is he alright? And Seokjin! He must probably be all freaked out!! "Taehyung I can see that you're freaking out a bit but don't worry. Both your family and your friends have been visiting you ever since the accident happened. Especially the dark brown haired friend of yours. You shall not worry about them and instead think about how great it is that you finally woke up."

Wait dark brown haired friend of yours? B-but Jimin's hair is blond? And Seokjin's hair is black? Who could that be? Because it can't be Namjoon who has been visiting... He's blond and Hoseok has light brown hair so it can't be him either.. also were not that close..

"Do you maybe know what his or her name is?", I asked without sounding too confused.

"Oh yeah, he's been here so often that almost every nurse knows who he is",the nurse said laughing a bit. "His name's Jungkook".

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Hello my dudes!

I think I wrote somewhere that I'm really bad at updating or something like that, and you know, I wasn't lying😂. Sorry for posting so late but I've been really busy with school and so on. I'll try to update every once in a week if I don't have something important to study to. Cause it really takes time for me to write each chapter😂😅

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