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Jimin- Overdose

Sorry that I didn't update for a while.
Had to do things for school and other stuff. :V

This one is a short one and it's written really badly.
I'm sorry about that. I hope you'll enjoy it anyway! <3

OK, now off to the story!

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P.o.v Jimin

I was staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, looking closely at every detail on my face and body.

Disgusting.
Fat.
Ugly.
Worthless pig.

Can I do anything right?

They're probably right. The bags under my eyes are dark and swollen. I guess from the lack of sleep and crying. I look so ugly. My eyes look so big and round. Like they're about to pop out.

The area around my tummy was too thin, but it still looked too fat. It is too fat. But nobody cares.

Why would they care about a fat loser like me?

Of course they don't care. They're mad at me. Because I can't do anything right. I couldn't even get the dance right. I tripped over Hoseok's foot. My knee is hurting, so that I'm left with a limp. It was my fault for not keeping an eye open and feeling dizzy trough the whole day.

Pathetic.

What a nice word to describe a failure like me. It fits me perfectly.

What time is it now?
I don't know where I left my phone.

I can't even stand normally.
My feet feel so wobbly.
My whole body is shaking.
Maybe it's because of the few sleeping pills I took.

The cuts on my arms were bleeding so much. But I didn't care. I couldn't care less, of what will happen to this ugly body of mine.

Oh man.
I can't remeber the last time that I had a good nap.
I hope that seven pills are enough.
Maybe if I'm lucky I can just sleep for ever. Just not ever come back here. I wouldn't bother them anymore.

Good thing that I locked the door.
They won't be able to get in, and even if they would, they wouldn't care about me just not being there anymore. And they shouldn't.

My sight is getting more blurry as I'm starting to feel dizzy .
I slowly slide down the wall, untill my butt hits the floor. I feel myself losing controle over my body. I feel so weak.

But, I don't deserve anything better.

I heared a light knock on the door. Did I really lock the door?

I'm not sure.

I can't think straight. I'm losing more consciousness over the seconds.
What is happening right now?
No, please.
I take it back.
I don't want to die.
Not yet at least.

"I'm... sor..rry" came slurring out of my mouth. I didn't have enough strenght to talk properly. I could hear two voices shouting.

"...break...door..."
The voices around me are slowly fainting.

How long have they been standing there..?

What did the person just say?

The time went by so fast...

"..Jim...locked inside... Hyung! Help!"

I heard the door open.
I couldn't make out who it was.
In a matter of second, everything just turned black.