Is it too Late..? || Jikook

Chapter 46

A/N: sorry.

Authors POV

December 31st,

It was finally here, the day Johyun decided to take his life, the day Jimins world started to spiral down even further. The day he chose to also take his own life, so he could be at peace a long with his loved ones.

He chose this day since the death of his mother and sister weren't their choice. Their life's were stolen from them, but him and his brother had a choice. So he might as well die the same way his brother chose to die.

He wonders if his brother decided not to do it, would he still be this depressed. Would he still want to chase his Mother and sister in the afterlife. Go to sleep for an eternity in hopes his soul could find them. Would his brother follow him like Jimin wanted to follow him?

These thoughts ran through his head every time he tried to suppress the memory of that night.

But since it was the day, it was all he really could think about. The memory coming through more clearer everyday it got closer to this one, lessening the peace Jimin seemed to build through the months. Now everything hitting him full force, every movement he made to get ready for the night made him feel heavier, ready for the floor under neath him to give in and his body could fall through.

Knock knock knock

"Jimin-shii! You ready?" Hoseok voice came through.

His voice was some what soothing and gave him the strength to snap out of his thoughts and slip on his shoes to head out.

It was finally the day, Taehyungs party. He declined the offer at first and the second time but after being threatened by Yoongi multiple times he decided to just go.

He didn't want to go because he wanted to spend the day alone, just to simply be sad. He has already decided to stay, but it was easier said then done if he was being honest. He could promise everyone around him he was staying but he still couldn't promise that to himself. It used to be easier to make this decision, when they were surrounding him begging for him to stay and loving him unconditionally. But now that the day he wanted his life to come to an end he suddenly felt a change of heart.

Did he want to stay?

Could he honestly live on without his family?

Could he accept their loss as much as every one else who knew them had?

He sat in the car now, he didn't know how he got there but he couldn't bring himself to even care. Everything around him was silent, even the cars passing by didn't make a noise. His thoughts were turned all the way up and he was drowning. Suffocating on memories and decisions not noticing the concerned glances he would get from his friends.

The only person who knew what the day was, was Hobi. Who had been the one to get Jimin in the car and out of his room. He was the one to tell the others to give him space that's why no one else was saying anything. All the while his bestfriend had a blank face, emotionless. His eyes held nothing but the black hue color that seemed very intimidating when it accidentally landed on you. But he knew Jimin wasn't staring at anybody to intimidate, he wasn't staring at anyone that could be physically seen at all. He was in his head, he was staring at whatever that was in his head.