I Promise || Sibling Book 1

Part 61 ⚠️

⚠️ Mentions Suicide ⚠️

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You jolted up from sleep, gasping and sweating. You looked beside you, Jimin was sleeping. Your eyes watered again. Not wanting to wake him up, you slowly slipped out of the bed and went to the bathroom.

You breathed heavily clutching the edges of the counter tightly, the cuts on your palm hurted but that wasn't what mattered right now. A tear rolled down from your eye as you stared at your reflection. You bit your lip hard, trying to keep your sound at the minimum level. You looked around and found a roll of toilet paper, grabbing it and tearing the tissues out, you started wiping yourself. Your hand moved the faucet, turning it on and put the water on your arms; then lifting the shirt you wearing and putting the water on your waist and stomach.

Your left palm pressed tightly on your mouth so your sobbing sound won't reach Jimin as you rubbed your skin with the tissues harshly, making the skin look red. But this feeling wasn't going away, no matter how much you washed yourself, no matter how much you wiped your skin. That dirty touch crept deep in your body.

It wasn't the first time that you woke up tonight. Things were getting hard with time. You weren't able to sleep, to eat, to look at others, to look at yourself and to even be. Its been three days, you believed it would change, but what you didn't know was that it was changing for worse.

And for the first time, you thought how it would feel to not feel anymore.

Your eyes landed on Jimin's razor. You stared at it for a moment, reconsidering your thoughts. You remembered each and every thing that ever happened to you, from your parents never being around you, to people telling shit to you, then you hurting yourself, to running away from home, and now this. Everything flashed in your head. Which is when you realized how much you've been holding yourself till now.

Your right hand lifted to get the razor. You glanced at your wrist, and then at the blade of razor in your hand. A small part of you was screaming for Jimin to come and save you one last time. And your hand was shaking as you brought it close to the skin of your wrist.

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Jimin stirred on the bed, turning to his side. On finding the bed empty on his right, a frown crept between his brows. He sat up and looked around,

"Y/N-ah?" He called in a sleepy voice.

The bathroom lights were on. He sighed and turned to the nightstand, grabbing a glass of water. He gulped the water down and placed the empty glass back. He didn't get proper sleep either. He had to make sure you were fine and getting enough sleep. His eyelids were getting heavy with each second. Jungkook had said that he'd stay with you for tonight so Jimin can get some sleep. But he rejected the offer saying how can he sleep when his princess wasn't able to sleep.

After struggling for about ten minutes to keep himself awake, Jimin realized you're taking too long. He rubbed his eyes and stood up.

"Y/N-ah?" He said, knocking on the bathroom door.

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You wanted to respond, but it felt like taking too much energy just to speak. Your eyes were getting blurry, the dark red liquid was all what you were seeing. You didn't remember when was the last time you felt so hurt het so peaceful. The urge of sleeping was never this strong. You relaxed at thought of all the shit finally ending.

"Y/N!" Jimin rushed to your side, shaking you and trying to help you in keeping your eyes open.

He hastily carried you and sprinted out of the room. He called the others and told them to get a car ready. Yoongi was quick react and wrap something on your wrist tightly to stop the blood. Namjoon drove the car with Yoongi sitting on the front and you laid in Jimin's lap. The way to the hospital felt longer than life to your brother. Tears trickled down his face, falling on your cheek. You squinted your eyes and opened them a little, exhausted. Jimin was patting your cheek telling you something, you didn't get what.