𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐤𝐣𝐢𝐧...

sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ...

Dear Seokjin,

My life is tiring.
Every day I wish to be with you more and more.
I woke up to my dad bitching about how there isnt breakfast on his plate.
I hate him.
I would say I want him to die but I dont want him to torment you in hell.
As if.
You, my love, are the most purest of souls.
You, my love, are in heaven.
I can only hope I join you.
As I ran down the stairs, I hear his yelling grow louder and louder.
"WHERE IS MY MOTHER FUCKING BREAKFAST?"
Ha..
Where is his mother fucking manners...
As I try to sneak by him, he notices me.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING SLUT?!"
I dont reply and speed up my pace.
He catches up to me, and beats me.
He hits me, until I bleed.
Finally, I manage to escape.
As soon as I get to school, I run to the bathroom, make sure there are no one in the stalls, and lock the door.
I get out my blade, and start the cutting.
"4...5...6...7..."
22 marks.
As always.
I throw on my hoodie, to cover up any marks.
I run out of the bathroom, and to class, which I was already late to.
"haha...y/n... what a suprise.."
It was your friends.
I never could understand why they were your friends.
Such bastards..
You were a angel compared to them.
No...
You were just a angel.
"what do you fuckers want..?"
"just some fun..."
As if my dad hitting me wasnt enough, they hurt me.
They backed me up into a locker, and hit me, leaving bruises.
They hit me until I bled.
"ha.... fatass.."
Funny..
I cant remember the last time I ate.
All because of one comment taehyung made.
Fuck him..
Fuck all of them..
Fuck my dad..
Fuck the teachers.

School ended, the same it did everyday.
I start to walk home, but I dont go home.
No.
I find myself walking to your house.
Like we always did.
I see your old, beat up car, with the paint chipping off, still there, sitting if front of your house.
Your parents must not have been able to part with it.
It had dents on it from the night we crashed.
Dents on the roof for when it flipped over.
I reach into my pocket and feel something.
The something made a jingle.
I take it out of my pocket, and see the spare car keys you gave me for emergency.
I walk further up to the car, unlock it, and get in.
The door slams and I put the key in the ignition.
I see blood splatters in the car.
Im assuming most was yours.
I started to cry.
I never want to think about you being hurt.
You are the one thing that can bring me joy.
Hell, I dont even think I ever smiled before I met you.
The car is in motion when I finally relize where Im going.
Im going to your death place.
A hour and a half passes, and I arrive.

So here I am now.
Documenting this on the off chance someone will ever discover my journal.
So now I have to go.
go take a leap of faith.
goodbye world.
goodbye to my father who never loved me.
goodbye to the friends I never made.
goodbye to a life of pain and suffering
See you soon my love.

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒀/𝒏,
𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝑫𝒊𝒆.
𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒐𝒌𝒋𝒊𝒏.