"What the hell do you think you're doing. I specifically told you not to come up here when we first met. Why did you not listen. Were you just waiting for the chance to come and sneak up here and betray my trust just because you were curious! I started to like you so why did you have to do this? You know what I don't care, leave all of you, I don't want to see you right now!" The look of betrayal in the boy's eyes made the groups heart hurt. They hadn't meant to betray him they just wanted to see why he was so secretive about his floor.
They hadn't of expected that he would've reacted this way.
With heavy hearts, the group passed the boy, sending him regretful glances showing him they were truly sorry. He had not told them to leave the building so they went back to their rooms and sank into their beds. They replayed the picture of the boy's face in their heads, it made them want to cry as they had made the boy less trusting of them now. All of their hard work to make the boy open up was all in vain. Their relationship was most likely destroyed and they were back to how they were when they had first met him, maybe even further back from that. They felt so bad, but they didn't know how to make it up to the youngest, they didn't even know if they could. They decided the best thing to do would be to sleep and deal with it all in the morning. Staying awake wouldn't solve anything as the boy wouldn't come see them in the middle of the night.
As the boys slept with a heavy heart, one was still awake.
Jungkook paced his room, filled with anxiety and anger but most of all pain. He felt so hurt that the boy's betrayed his trust, he thought he could rely on them! He had already told them some of his past, not the happy stuff either. He thought he could finally trust people and he was starting to enjoy and get used to their company. He enjoyed the way that they could make all of his worries disappear but now they had done something he had told them not to. They had not respected his privacy! They had gone into the rooms that he had told them not to when they first met. Yes, he had not told them to leave, he still wanted them around, but he knew that his relationship with them has definitely gone down hill.
He was so anxious though. What if they saw something? They went into his office where all of his work is. He had left the door unlocked! How stupid! His work was everywhere, there was no way they had not seen anything. He had not noticed it but tears were running down his face, until he felt a warm droplet of water fall onto his hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop crying. He started having trouble breathing as well.
He was having a panic attack!
As hard as he tried, his breathing did not turn back to normal. He's had panic attacks before but not this bad, he's always had someone there to calm him down. He had a burning feeling in his heart and throughout his body, he could not take it anymore!
He knew he had to find someone, anyone, to help him calm down. He shakily got off the ground, trying to stand up straight he held onto his bed, but his legs were too wobbly. He almost fell again but he managed to stand up. He staggered towards his door, probably looking like one of the zombies outside, holding onto the walls as he went.
He managed to get through the hallway, falling a couple times as he went. Now came the hardest part. The stairs. Taking one step at a time he held onto the railing, still trying to breath but to no avail. He didn't know how long he could last. He was slowly losing feeling in his body from the lack of oxygen. His mind started to fog up and his breathing stayed at sharp intakes wishing for more air to be let in to his lungs. Everywhere was burning. If he didn't start breathing properly soon he would most likely pass out.
He was almost there just a few more steps. He went to the first room he saw, banging on the door, hoping to be let in and for the pain in his body to leave. He fell on the floor right when the door opened. He could only see the outline of the figure that helped him up, his vision blurry from the unshed tears in his eyes. They helped him to sit in their bed, another figure standing beside the first. He still could not tell who they were but was happy to be near others. They whispered sweet nothings in his ear, holding his hand and putting it against their heart to feel their heartbeat. Slowly, he began taking in the much needed oxygen, exhausted and relieved from it all. Still feeling weak he rested his head on top of his saviour, thanking him quietly before he passed out on them. Closing his red and puffy eyes for a much needed rest.
Yes it's a bit early and no there won't be one tomorrow but there will be one on the following Saturday.
Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'm sorry that it's quite a dark one.
I should be back to my normal schedule of updating every Saturday so wait for the next chapter.
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