I was used to the silent treatment when I pissed Jin off. He wouldn't look me in the eyes and would shoulder check me anytime we passed in the hallway at the dorm. He wouldn't talk directly to me either, all which I was used to.
But usually at dinner we would all sit down and he would bring out the food and I would thank him for cooking then eat his food to show him my respect. This time, he gave everyone plates and I got my own when I entered the kitchen.
As soon as I sat down Seokjin looked to me, "I hope you're not planning to eat the food I made. I don't cook for people that don't respect me."
"Hyung..." Namjoon started, but I knew he didn't know what to say next.
I stared back at Jin, he glared into my soul.
He doesn't care about you anymore.
"That's okay Hyung I'm not hungry anyways," I stood up, leaving my plate in place in hopes
"Hyung you need to eat," Jimin started before Jin interrupted.
"Let him go he just wants to be stubborn and get his way. I'm done playing nice."
I headed straight to the front door, slipping on shoes, hat, and jacket, and grabbing a set of car keys.
"Something is up with him," Taehyung chimed in, looking to the front door like I can't hear him.
I slam it for good measure.
As I'm driving, I think about just keeping on going instead of stopping at the intersection. If I kept going then I would be hit for sure.
Maybe that's what I wanted.
On instinct I braked before I could pass the solid line. I sat until I was honked at when it turned green.
I kept driving, even though I didn't know where I was going.
Eventually I pulled over, sitting in a parking lot at a diner in Daegu. It took about 2 hours and a half, should've took longer but I sped on the highways.
I looked up to the big red lit sign, it was still the same as when I was 16. This was the first place I ever landed a job at, after my parents stopped supporting me.
It was 10:30 when I turned off the engine and headed inside. I sat at the bar area and ordered a milkshake, burger, and fries. We had a photoshoot coming up, meaning we were supposed to watch our weight but right now I didn't care.
Being back in Daegu stirred up some things I didn't want to be stirred up. Instead of dealing with it I pushed the problems back and drove out of Daegu as soon as I paid my tap.
It was almost 3 when I got back to the dorm. I marked it as safe when I walked in and all the lights were off. Luckily our bedroom door was unlocked and I got to sleep in the same room as Jin after all.
I didn't get to stay asleep too long, at 6 I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding, and barely being able to breathe.
Jin was humming while getting dressed, completely ignoring me.
I take a deep breath, and start going through my breathing techniques. I'm in my bed. Alone. I'm safe. I'm okay. Everything is fine.
I finally urge myself out of bed, cause even though I'm tired, I'm not risking going back to sleep to experience another dream like that.
No one is in the kitchen yet and Jin just got in the shower. So I started the coffee machine up and cooked breakfast.
I placed the plates and silverware down like I've seen Seokjin do everyday.
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FanfictionTrigger Warning: sexual assault, abuse, neglect, suicide ideation, dissociating.