Hypnotized//JH

.11.

I woke up to the sound of the wind whistling against the small opening of my bedroom's window, my eyelids taking their time to process the fact that they had to let go of each other. The slight rays of sunlight that were capable of finding their way through the narrow parting of the curtains illuminated my room slightly, bringing some dust particles into view while it was at it.. I sweeped my hand across the bed stand blindly, waiting for them to come in contact with my clock. The moment I felt the cold metal against my warm skin, I picked the clock up and inched it close to my face, my eyebrows furrowing the moment I saw what time it was.

7 AM.

I put the clock back aggressively on the nightstand, then pinched my nose bridge and groaned in annoyance. It was a Saturday, meaning that I woke up early on a weekend day. Great. I let my arms drop next to me on the mattress with a thud, then turned my head to the right only to see the other side of the bed empty.

He already left?

I turned my head back to it's original position and stayed there for a while, thinking of where he could possibly be. Then it hit me,' Why are you thinking about him? Since when did anyone's whereabouts except for Jimin's ever matter to you?'

Oh right! Jimin!

At the thought of his name, my body immediately jerked upwards and I found myself running to my bedroom door, deeply wishing that I would find him sitting on the couch or standing in the kitchen. The moment I twisted the door knob and the door was pulled open, I felt extremely disappointed to find out that I was all alone in the house.

I thought he said he was going to come back.

A wave of sadness overtook my whole body as my hand's grip loosened on the door knob. It had always been like that, but it never failed to crush my soul every single time. The way we both looked out for our jobs more than we looked out for each other was sad, especially that we spent most of our childhood together, never leaving each other's sides, not even once.

I walked towards my nightstand and picked up my phone, only to find Jimin's name the first thing illuminated on my screen. I immediately clicked on the message he had sent me at 3 AM.

The case I'm working on kind of took too long, so I might not be able to make it home tonight. See you in the morning. Sleep tight ❤

I shut my phone right after seeing the heart he had sent and then threw myself down on my bed, my heart beating madly in my rib cage. Yes, I was furious with myself and with him. I hated the way he gave importance to everything but me, and I hated myself for caring about it too much. But then again, I always had to remind myself that he was a policeman, that he had to give in all his time and effort to maintain the safety of everyone.

I let out a deep breath before finally standing up and walking towards the bathroom that was inside my bedroom. The door was jammed, so I had to give it a good push before it was thrown to the inside. Once the door was opened, I felt weak to the knees and my head span at the sight in front of me. I wanted to scream, but I was too taken aback to even process what had happened or what I was seeing. My body found its way to the floor really quickly, and soon my trembling body was stuck to the wall next to the sink. My eyes couldn't leave the red liquid that filled my bathtub, some of it even flowing down the sides of it and onto the white tiles of the bathroom, staining them with a dark shade of red.