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After being released my grandmother came to pick me up. I didn't speak, nor did she.
I was slightly ashamed of my actions.
I was supposed to be getting better by living with her but I wasn't.

She stayed silent the whole ride, going straight to her room as soon as we got inside the house.
My hands itched for my favorite knife, but I resisted, only thinking of my grandmother.

I sat in my room, legs crossed with my arms on my cheeks.
Recently, with everything going on, I haven't really thought about soulmates much, and I'm glad.

Instantly, I touched my cheek at the thought.
Now that I'm really thinking about it, I didn't hate soulmates, I despised them.

People in books and movies always described them as meeting the person you're destined to be with.
A load of bullshit.
The person you're destined to be with aren't always good people, and I haven't had one time where I've seen a good soulmate relationship.

Why do you think abusive relationship exists? The submissive person won't or can't leave the dominate one because of lies and abuse, and fear.

Abusive relationships leave to abusive marriages unless the submissive person has someone by their side, which is mostly never.

I wonder if Taehyung found his soulmate?
Why do I care, he's confusing.
Pretty, but confusing.
But besides that, I hope I never find my soulmate.

Ever.

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"Jungkook please!"
My hands were over my ears as I ignored the banging on the janitors closet.
I took deep breaths in, trying to calm myself down from a panic attack.

A week after my hospital release the school wanted me to go on campus to their office to fill out some paper work regarding my one year leave.

I just had to bump into Jimin.
"Look!! I'm sorry for not remembering ok??!! Please talk to me!!"
I could hear the crack in his voice, but I didn't care.

"Leave me alone! Just like you did all those years back!! Turn you back on me just like you did then!!"
My heart was pounding loudly in my ears.

I could feel my body shaking as my eyes were closed, darkness engulfing them.
"Jimin, please go away......"
I whispered meekly, pleadingly hoping that he would hear.

The banging on the door stopped. All I could hear was a deep silence.
"Look. I shouldn't have done that back then, but I really want to make it up to you I swear. Please let me."

His footsteps echoed from behind the door as he walked away.
My breathing calmed and my body stopped shaking a few minutes later.

I close my eyes, ready to swallow my pride.
Here I go.

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This book may end up having around 100 chapters depending on how long I want to make the plot >:)

Jimin=?

Lynn~~

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