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Warning! The chapter that you are about to read contains blood! Read at your own risk! 👀

You just got home from school. You looked around the house and saw that no one is home.

Jungkook stayed at school for his projects.

You went to your room then jumped on the bed face first.

You felt tears welled up in your eyes. You suddenly remembered the words that your bullies told you

"You're fat!"

"No one loves you!"

"No one likes you!"

"You're just a burden!"

"Idiot!"

"Just Kill Yourself!"

"Maybe they were right.." You mumbled

Tears flowed continuously. You don't know what to do.

You stood up from your bed then went to your bathroom. You locked the door so no one will see you.

You opened your cabinet and searched for the box that you kept.

You opened the box and that revealed a blade

You kept your blade that you use whenever you're stressed

You rolled up your sleeves then cutted your wrists.

You hissed in pain. The feeling was not familiar. You cutted more feeling refreshed.

You opened your first aid kit, cleaned your wound, then put a bandage on it

You cleaned your blade and kept it back. You also cleaned the blood drips of off the floor and the sink.

You changed your clothes, you made sure it was long sleeved so that they will not see the cut

You laid on your bed, closed your eyes, feeling exhausted, then drifted off to the dreamland

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The next day, you got home feeling much worse.

And as usual, no one's home

Or so you thought..

You went straight to your bathroom, opened the box and cutted your wrists

As blood drips from your wrists, tears flow from your eyes

You continued to cut your wrists, not caring whether you will die in that moment or not. You cannot feel the pain from the cuts, you were numb.

The pain in your heart is much worse than the pain you are feeling from the cuts

"Y/N-ah! I bought chi--" Jungkook stopped his words

You looked at him, then widened your eyes, you forgot to lock the door

"Yah! What are you doing?!" Jungkook shouted

He harshly grabbed the blade in your hands then threw it in the trash can

He gently grabbed your wrists then opened the faucet, washing the cuts

You hissed in pain as tears flow in your eyes uncontrollably.

He grabbed your first aid kit then treated your wounds

He carefully pats the cotton on the cuts, you hissed in pain

"It h-hurts.." You mumbled

Jungkook put a cream on your wound carefully

He grabbed a gauge then wrapped it on your wound

He looked at you straight in the eye

You looked down feeling the tears welled up in your eyes again

You felt him lift your chin up.

"Why did you do that? Huh?" Jungkook asked you, worry in his eyes

The tears flowed once again but this time, Jungkook wiped it with his thumb.

"Why did you do it?" He asked again

You hiccuped. It was a habit of yours.

Jungkook hugged you. You hugged back tightly

Jungkook made you change your clothes, to make you more comfortable

You are sitting on your bed. Sniffling

Jungkook sat beside you.

"Can you explain it now?" Jungkook asked slowly

You nodded

You explained all to Jungkook. From A-Z. From the bullies to the death threats that you got today. Everything.

"Are you okay now?" Jungkook asked you

You nodded

Honestly, you felt much better now. Because all the weight that you have been feeling these past few weeks is gone. But not all.

"Don't do that again? Understood?" Jungkook asked

You nodded, wiping the tears that wants to escape

"I-I'm hungry.." You said in a low voice

"Let's eat the chicken that I bought" Jungkook said while standing up to get the chicken from the bathroom

You were both eating chicken quietly. The silence is suffocating you so you decided to break it

"Thanks.." You said

"For what?" Jungkook said with his mouth full of food

"For helping me" You continued

"I will not let my sister die" Jungkook smiled

Then, you both slept then ended up cuddling each other

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I've been writing fun stories so I decided to make this chapter!

I hope you liked it!








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