I remembered these days from long ago. Curled up on the couch under a blanket. I'm not one to celebrate holidays, never was. If I want to spend time with my loved ones or give them a gift, I'm not going to wait for a certain day to arrive in order to do so. New Year was no different. When my parents were alive, we didn't host or go to parties. It was just us, enjoying each other's company and watching the different performances before the ball dropped. Even then, we didn't blow party whistles, or throw confetti, no Happy New Years went around, but we just looked at each other, and appreciated having one another.
Now, those were just faint memories, slowly digging themselves back up, as I drown myself in bottles and bottles of soju. I've been to some dark places in the past, and certain periods of time really know how to rub salt in my half open wounds. I say half open because every time I think they close and scar, they come undone and a new fresh pain starts. What did Monsta X say they had to attend to? Something about MNET? I hazily searched around for the TV remote until I felt it hit my hand. I turned on the TV and switched to MNET to see they had a special for New Years on.
There were selected artists to perform. I decided to watch it in order to drown out the noise in my head and the silence of the house. The time slowly ebbed away and so did the liquid warming my body. Yet, my heart felt so cold. Hot tears were again streaming down my face. Why am I like this? It's been 5 years. Why am I here and they aren't? Why not me? The questions that peg my mind everyday. You're right. Why ARE you here? Why don't you join them? Reunite yourself. I violently shook my head. I see those voices are coming back too. I promised myself and my parents I wouldn't try anything like that again, but at times like these it seemed too much to bear.
Pouring another shot, I saw that the bottle was empty. Standing up with the other empty bottles in hand, I stumbled toward the kitchen. Just as I was entering, I heard Monsta X being introduced and Shoot Out began to play. No longer looking at where I was going, I tripped on my own two feet and CRASH! The bottles landed first creating a nice spread of shards for me to land on. My knees and hands had a million little cuts that stung like crazy, but I didn't even make a sound.
I just stayed there among the glass, empty inside. Not a second later I heard the door open. I had no energy or sense in me to even raise my head and look at who it might be.
"Taliah?"
I know this voice? I raised my eyes to see a shocked and worried Minhyuk in front of me. He looked disheveled, his bow was undone along with the first few buttons of his dress shirt. He was panting and red in the face. Did he run all the way here? I tried to get up but he rushed over and picked me up bridal style before I could. He smelled so good."M-minhyuk put me-s down. I'll stwain your clwothes." I was drunk off my rocker and slurring my words. He didn't say anything but I could tell he was agitated. He carried me into the bathroom and gently set me down on the tub. He took his jacket off and put it to the side, then he left and came back with a couple of rags and the first aid kit. He still said nothing. He took care of my knees first by starting to clean out all the tiny shards, then he rinsed off the wounds, applied a disinfectant ointment, and wrapped them in bandages.
When he came to my hands, his eyebrows furrowed since they were much worse than my knees. He took a cotton swab and started to clean them off but I couldn't help but wince even if he was being gentle. He just sighed and continued. Once my hands were wrapped, there was a long silence. "Minhy-" but I was interrupted by the loud sound of the first aid box slamming closed. I've never seen him so upset. He picked me up again and sat me on the couch and then proceeded to clean up the mess I made in the kitchen.
When he was finally done he came and plopped down on the couch, leaning his head against the back of it. "So," he started out, "are you going to tell me why I came home to find you kneeling in glass and a pool of your own blood?" I glanced at him and he was staring at me out of the corner of his eye. I hadn't sobered up much but I could at least speak straight. "That's..." I trailed off. I didn't know how to explain to Minhyuk all the feelings inside of me without having a complete mental breakdown. He closed his eyes and let out a big sigh. He straightened himself up and then took me in his arms and gave me the warmest hug I've ever had. I didn't hug him back.
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1 is Greater Than 7
FanfictionAh crap. Not only did she have a rocky start, but now Taliah had no choice but to live with the 7 members of the Kpop group Monsta X. What secrets will she discover and what secrets of her own will she release? Find out in 1 is Greater Than 7! This...