Y/N's POV
The shooting pain throughout my body became unbearable when I opened my eyes. I didn't move at all when I was sleeping or probably was unconscious. My body feels paralyzed and numb.
I got up from my bed and looked into the mirror. I bet nobody looks as horrible as I do. I don't even have the energy to get scared by my looks. I looked up at the clock. 8 in the evening the next day. I don't even know for how many hours I've been here.
I walked around my room and put together the pieces of my phone. Not to call someone but maybe some music. I tried turning on the broken shit. Doesn't work.
I got into the shower. Cold water running down my body. Giving me pain as it brushes over my bruised body. Tears started rolling down my eyes again. Surprised it's not dried up yet.
I threw on a hoodie and sweatpants to cover as much skin as possible and went out the house. I looked back before closing the door to see Ryan peeping through his room. I wonder if he'll care. I walked down to the nearest convenience store. I walked around the aisle until I found the thing I came for. A packet of blades.
I didn't play cleaver. I casually walked to the counters, got some glares, put my hood even farther down to cover the cuts on my face and paid for it. "Are you okay?" Asked the cashier guy. At a time I knew his name. But now my mind isn't working. "Why do you care?" I questioned back. He's cute but looked clueless. I wonder if he'd care.
I walked back to the house. Which surely doesn't belong to me. Ryan was sitting on the couch with a cupcake. He looked scared. Maybe cause of my face. I walked over the papers I saw last night. They can't take me to jail now. My lips curved into a side smile thinking of that.
I went to my room and closed the door. I looked at all the posters I hung up on my walls. They'll never know right? I'm just one in a million. That won't affect them.
I went inside my washroom and started filling the tub. I wish I could go while listening to his voice. I miss him so bad that it hurts. It hurts so much. Will he know? Will he care? Will he think about me? I looked at the clock. 9:04 pm. Probably the last night of my life. Is he having breakfast by now?
I got in the tub and sat down fully clothed. The water splashed on the floor. Took a blade out, rolled up my sleeves and positioned it right on the main vein.
Will Ayu cry? Will she ever find out that I died? I bit my lip thinking about the old times. Our promises, our memories. Nothing matters anymore right?
I have no reason to live for. No promise to stick for. I'm just a worthless piece of shit like he said. I'm not good at anything. All I do is hurt people. Who cares if I break few promises?
Taehyung promised he'll be there for me. Ayu promised she'll love me forever. I promised I won't kill myself. Well it seems like promises are meant to be broken.
Wherever I go now, it can't be as painful as this. I let my body sink deeper into the water.
So this is how it ends.
I digged the top of the blade on my wrist and pulled it upwards. "AAAARRRGGGHH!!"
Ayu's POV
I walked back and forth in front of Y/N's house. Not knowing if I should really go in. I tried calling her all day but she didn't pick up. I took out my phone and dialed her again. 67th call from me to her. It was 9:04, are they home? I heard a faint scream from the inside and ran to the front door and it suddenly opened. I stopped breathing for a while before I saw Ryan looking tensed.
"What happened Ryan?" I asked. "N-Noona..." He choked. "What's wrong?" I asked and got into the house running towards Y/N's room. "I went to Noona's room to give her a cupcake and saw water coming out of her bathroom." Ryan said. "Are your parents home?" "No they left right after Noona came back." He replied.

YOU ARE READING
SCARS (Taehyung FF)
Fanfictionーcompletedー "What the hell are those?" "Nothing." "Do you cut yourself?" "Who Cares?" ❝ I do ❞ ━ » It all starts when Y/N goes to a concert of BTS and Fate ties her with the KIM TAEHYUNG « ━ ・ 18+ bc it has the good stuff • 🍑 ━ Heyy guys!!! I'm b...