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Woojin was never the type to get mad at you over nothing. You understood why he broke up with you though. You were an annoyance and didn't need to hang around all the time. He was completely right about that. But you don't know why you had brought yourself to the conclusion to kill yourself. Yes he was the love of your life and you had no one else but you were only 22. So young. Did you really need to do this? 'It would definitely make it hurt a lot less.' Was all you could think of.
You sat on the bathroom counter with a knife in your hand ready to end your life. You pressed the cold metal to your finger tip making the smallest incision. It wasn't enough to get to the bone but just enough to draw blood. With your finger you traced a line from your elbow to the palm of your hand giving you a cutting guideline. You placed the knife at the base of the line.
The door suddenly slammed open. "Y/N I.. What are you doing?!" Woojin ran over and grabbed the knife out of your hand. When he saw you expressionless face he didn't know what to do other than take you off the counter and run you to the kitchen to get the first aid.
"Are you insane?!" You just stared at him not saying a thing. "Why would a thought like this even cross your mind?" Nothing. "If it was about what I said, I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean any of it. You mean so much to me and I don't know what I would do without you! I've just been so stressed and my buttons have already been pushed too many times today and I took it all out on you and it shouldn't have happened. Please say something." He took a wet cloth and cleaned the blood from your arm.
"Am I a bad girlfriend?" More expression was now etched onto your face as tears were beginning to form in your eyes. He took your hand cleaning off your finger and wrapped a bandaid around it. "No! I'm just a bad boyfriend and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted that way. All you did was ask a question I shouldn't have yelled and shouldn't have said we were over. Will you take me back?" He held your shaking hand tightly.
Tears began falling to the floor. A puddle was quickly forming. And a small nod ended all the pain.
Chan
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