dear person who's in love

daisy

Taehyung's head hurt. It felt like a thousand of people had yelled at him, right in his ears. He was so cold and so tired.

All of Jungkook's words pounded in his head. The image of the other crying and yelling was stuck in Taehyung's head.

He slowly walked home through streets still crying and shaking from the cold.

He walked through the house not caring if Bogum was there or not, he slandered into the living room and opening the cabinet with all of his parents alcohol in it. He grabbed a full bottle filled with what he assumed was whiskey.

Placing the bottle between his lips and feeling the strong liquid filling his mouth Taehyung slowly walked to his dark room room.

The bottle was half empty when Taehyung moved from his spot in front of the open window. The cold air from the window was freezing but Taehyung didn't care.

The bottle was almost empty when he sat down in front of his computer, still with a document open. Taehyung placed the bottle on his desk and starting filling the page with his feelings.

After several of minutes with uninterrupted writing, tears rolled down Taehyung cheeks, he was fighting to keep his eyelids open he glanced at the wall in front of him, filled with sketches of everything, he saw the little polaroid picture of him, Ellie and Jimin sitting on Jimin's balcony late at night, his eyes wandered further and he saw the little curly yellow post it note on the wall.

𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

With slow blinking eyes Taehyung glanced at the time and date in the corner of his computer.

Saturday 23:57.

Taehyung closed his eyes for a second. He hadn't even written anything.

But nothing mattered. He didn't care anymore.

He clicked on a random folder and scrolled through the all the things he had written previously for school, while forcing his eyelids to stay up.

he clicked on one and sent it to Harris.

After that he closed his computer and drank the last sip of the now empty whiskey bottle.

-- - -

Ellie's funeral was this Thursday. Taehyung tried not thinking about it. He tried not to think about Ellie, tried not to think about Jungkook. He just shut off his brain and stayed in his bed all Sunday. Just staring into his ceiling.

The only time Taehyung actually spoke to a human being was when Ryan, Ellie's father stepped into his room. Taehyung saw that Ryan was broken, but not as much as himself. He had lost his wife and now his daughter, but he still managed to look alright. Taehyung started crying when talking to him, but Ryan comforted him and hugged him tight. He was so strong compared to Taehyung.

Bogum was gone. Taehyung didn't pay attention when his parents talked about Bogum's sudden absence.

Bogum was different. He had changed.

- - -

Taehyung never wanted to go to school again. He didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't want to see Jungkook or the other jocks, he didn't want to talk to all the teachers about loss or his about his grades, he didn't want to see pictures of Ellie hanging around the school to honor her. NOTHING.

Taehyung wasn't in school the next three days.

Everyday Jimin came over to visit him.

He brought scrap books, that the three friends had made in 7th grade. He brought old home videos which their parents had recorded when they were 9 year old and held a silly home concert.