broken without you ♥ kth & jjk

Black Hole

Taehyung's POV

It's been a week.

Jeni has bullied me everyday.

My body is numb.

I can't feel the strong pain like I used to. 

'Guess I'm used to it.

I never show much emotion anymore.

Sure, a few tears leave my eyes. But I just stand there pathetically while she does what she wants to me.

I've also told Jungkook that I would finish the project.

He protested, but I did it anyway.

And by the time he came by to help me, I was already done.

Jungkook felt so bad, but I felt worse.

He promised he would make it up to me though.

At home, Kun comes by almost everyday now.

He never did anything wrong, but seeing him reminds me of my dad. And thinking about my dad gets me mournful.

The only smile I give in the whole day is to Jungkook.

And those aren't fake.

The only "fake" thing is when I say how I'm feeling. I always lie and say I'm fine.

I'm never fine though.

I'm broken.

Pieces of me fall apart everyday, but nobody sees it.

I feel it.

Jungkook can fix it, but I eventually become sorrowful again for whatever reason.

I can see the black hole in the distance, pulling me closer and closer day by day.

Just wanting me to get sucked in and lost forever.

I kind of want that too.

But Jungkook keeps me on the bridge, and doesn't let me fall in the water.

If it weren't for him, I'd be in depression right now, letting the waves pull me under. No one to save me.

My love for Jungkook grows with each passing day.

And it makes it that much harder to see him and Jeni together, while I'm sitting alone in a corner somewhere, usually sobbing.

Nothing ever goes the way I want it.

Ever since my dad died, my life has just been going downhill.

But when I met Jungkook, he helped me use the brakes and didn't let me hit rock bottom.

Art helps me too.

I kind of stopped drawing, but moved on to painting.

There's a certain type called pour painting, and I feel like it expresses my emotions a lot.

One of my works:    (A/n- credits to the person who made this)

I think it shows how the pain and negativity is slowly taking over my life.

But I don't think it looks that bad.

With pour painting, you just have to let the colors free and see what happens.

No two are alike, and I find that really cool.

They're like snowflakes, with something unique to them; beautiful in their own way.

The only break from my life is when I paint, or occasionally draw.

But then I'm back to reality again and I hate it.

Each day, the black hole is closer than before.

Darkness spews inside, ready to drown me in it and seep inside of me.

When will it ever get better?

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A/n- Heya guys!

First off, remember that if you're ever going through tough times, talk to someone you trust. It'll help a lot, I promise. They can help you feel better.

Second, I know this chapter is short, sorry~ it's just a little skip in Taehyung's life and updates on what's been happening with him.

Third, I think I'm updating at a good pace, so I'm happy about that lol

Kk, that's all from me, byee! Love y'all! ♥