The Fool Behind Bars

No Help

As I walked into the house, it smelled like weed. I can't believe he was still on drugs.

"Still smoking drugs?" I asked without thought.

"Um, yeah I guess, but the guys mostly smoke in here." He told me trying to save himself from the truth.

"Uh, what time are they coming over again?" I asked trying to clear the air.

"8:30." He said rummaging through a pile of trash. The painting off the walls were slowly running down to the border, and the furniture had dust everywhere.

"How's the other places you own?" I asked wondering what they looked like.

"They're much better than this one. This was the first place I lived in when I ran away." I grabbed the picture on the chair next to me. It was a picture of all of us in a photo booth. I wanted to burn that picture because we were all drunk. I trashed a lot of cars that night.

"Why?" I mumbled.

"Why what? What are you looking at?" Yoongi came walking over looking at the picture.

"Ah that night. That was fun because I didn't feel any pain." He said. It was nice to hear his perspective, but I hated that night. I sat down in the chair and pulled out my phone. There was missed phone calls, texts, and voicemails.

"You okay? You don't seem normal. Is it really your parents?" Yoongi sat down on the arm rest and glanced at my phone screen.

"Um, yeah. Just issues I don't feel like figuring out." I said back shoving my phone back in my pocket.

"I wish I could relive that moment." I said slapping my hands on my knees. I looked at Yoongi and laughed.

"The boys should be here soon." Yoongi called out. It was 8:21 and I could hear some cars pull up in the driveway.

"They're here now." I said shooting a look at Yoongi.

"Don't worry, I told them that they need to back off!" He said trying to ease my shaking. Yoongi started for the door greeting them in. As they piled in the door I recognized all of them. We used to hangout with them all the time.

"Park Jimin? I haven't seen you here in months!" Seokjin smiled and came to pat me on the back.

"Hey Jin!" I said smiling back at him. Everyone else came piling in, and my heart started to slow down finally. We laughed and had a great time. They gave me a couple of drinks to ease the pain I had. I don't think I had a lot because I saw all the bottles on the table. Half of them were the guys. I felt light as a feather and happy as I could be.

"Hey guys we should go out and have fun like we did that night!" I held up the photo next to me.

"We should! That was so awesome!" Jin said raising his hands.

"Look at us! We didn't care what the world threw at us, we were just having fun." I reminded everyone. I got up with the cup in hand and it spilled a little bit.

"Come on!" One of the guys yelled.

All of a sudden everyone got up and we ran outside. The sun was just about to set, and it reminded me of Jungkook.

"Stop it." I quietly said under my breath.

"You still okay?" Yoongi asked running beside me.

"Yup!" I said louder than I thought.

After a couple of minutes of running we reached an arcade. It was full of games and prizes. We all searched around the place looking for cool things to take. I walked around and found what I was looking for. It was a little box with a drape over the door.

"Guys! I found a photo booth!" I yelled across the arcade. I could hear the loud screams coming closer and closer. Soon everyone came at me at once.

We rushed in the little space to take pictures. Everyone got close to the camera and made funny photos. They all came rushing out of the little slot on the wall. We all smiled and started running into the back of the place. Everyone rummaged for food and shit.

A while had passed and we were getting bored, so Yoongi lead us to the street. Every time a car came by we threw as much stuff at it as we could. Sometimes we would get swearing, the middle finger, a loud beep from the car horn. It was funny to all of us.

Suddenly I got fairly dizzy and nauseous. All the alcohol was starting to come back up. I ran over to the ditch and started throwing up my guts. I don't know what was in the drinks, but I was hurling up way more than alcohol. I could hear faint screaming in the background. I looked back behind my shoulder and could see a car with Taehyung in it. However it wasn't just Tae in it, Jungkook was in it too.

A couple of seconds later Jungkook came running up at me. He grabbed my shoulders and I whipped my head back into his stomach. I turned around and I could see Jungkook holding his stomach hurt.

"Jimin, STOP!" He yelled.

"No! Get away from me!" I shouted back. I didn't know what I was thinking. Something had made my heart race and my mind full of anger. What was wrong with me!

"Jimin!" Taehyung screamed. I ran after them and told them to leave.

"Jimin calm down please!" Jungkook held his hands up in defense.

In the distance we could hear sirens bleeding into my ears. Everyone was screaming in my ear and it hurt. Jungkook held his hands on my shoulders and I grabbed the drink under me. The fluids flew in the air and drenched him in the face. Soon enough, his hands filled his face wiping off all the drink.

I started for the alley in the back running as fast as I could. Some guys were in front of me and some were in the back. Taehyung and Jungkook ran into the car and started driving away. I don't know if they were trying to get away and leave, or if they were trying to chase me.

My head felt like it was about to explode and give up at the same time. I still had that disgusting taste in my mouth from throwing up. I turned my head and spit in the rocks next to me. We had turned a couple of corners and up the street until we all shoved ourselves in a crappy warehouse. My legs were really weak and I was about to collapse.

Yoongi and Jin came running over to me to help me stay up until we got to a room. My mind began to shut down and all I saw was the color of darkness. Black.

"Jimin?" They yelled. 

(I know it's a short chapter, but I wanted to give you suspense.)