Ch 14. Your show

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Hold my hand

Hold my hand

"Hold my hand, mom"

Why won't you hold my hand. Why won't you touch it. Why are you not holding my hand, it's cold. It's freezing mom, I'm cold I'm so cold please

"It's okay Tae, It's just a dream. It's okay"

Taehyung heavy breathes filled the room, it was load and filled with horror. He's eyes were wide open but he couldn't recognize anyone around him

It was blurry again

He felt the sudden warmth spreading across his trembling hands. Looking down, he found his best friends hand hugging his hand with his. The seconds seemed to be like hours passing by

"it's just a dream, lay back down and rest"

Jimin reasurred the blue haired, whose heart was up his throat, resisting his words from coming out from his locked state

He carefully laid his weight back down on the bed. Feeling himself sink in the warmness of the blankets who felt so cold seconds ago around his body. He grasped tightly on jimins hand with the last energy he seemed to be filled with

His words didn't seem to get out, they stayed locked inside his dry throat. It was as they were to scared to get out, to scared to leave just yet as he laid there with a thumping heart and wide eyes

Mom

He couldn't stop thinking about the chilling word mom wrapped around his tounge. His hand suddenly felt freezing again, missing the warmth of someone who couldn't bring it anymore

A warmth he couldn't remember but still longed for at the coldest hours. He gripped tightly into the bed sheets and Jimins hand holding his. He felt the latter's other hand coming up to wrap itself around their hands

"I'm okay, I'm okay now"

It's okay. He just needed to get up now. He needed to go out, he must go out. He can't stay here. It's suffocating, he felt trapped between the memories holding him laid down on the bed. He needed to run away

"I want to go out"

He told, voice barely there as he tried to breath them out for Jimin. He felt sick in this room, sick of being stuck in here with walls that suddenly looks like cells around him. Grabbing into the sheets he pushed himself up from the never ending bed only to be stopped by his friend

"I will take you outside, but let me help you"

He reussered the blue haired who's now nodding slowly as he let Jimin help him up from the bed. He felt like he couldn't control his body by himself anymore, feeling like Jimin had more control of his own body then he ever did. It never listened to him

The steps seemed to take hours and to reach the front door was humiliating as the others were all gathered In the living room

He wanted them to stop staring at him when he's state was like this. When he couldn't do anything for himself only to plastered with shame as he looked down on the never ending floor

I feel like a show

A show that left everyone disappointed

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