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Very short chapter!!

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"JISUNG!" The knocks got louder

No response

"JISUNG PLEASE ANSWER!" there was now hammering on the door.

"ANSWER OR I'LL BREAK THE DOOR!"

"..............."

"Jisung!?"

"HELLO!?"

"HELLO"

"CAN YOU HEAR US!?"

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He kicked down the door.

"JISUNG"

There

Hanging

Blood on hands

Pale face

Was Jisung... Dead

"No.. NO NO"

He was there, rope swaying idly, bringing the body with it. The pages strewn all over the floor, reading the same sentence GET OUT OF MY HEAD

The blood dripped off his fingers. It was evident he tried to get the rope off of him again, as his neck didn't break, it suffocated him, he tried and tried to pull it off but with no avail.

His eyes, empty and his body thin and gaunt.

Hanging from the ceiling, nothing there to explain his death.

"No... This can't be happening"

It was

He was dead

And it was the voice's fault.

The bloodied knife was on the desk near his diary, still dripping from the fresh cuts that the voice told him to do.

The voice took complete control, and there was nothing anyone could do about that.

There were sobs and other noises leaving the members' mouths upon the sight of their best friend hanging off the ceiling with messy thoughts scribbled out on the hundreds of pages thrown around the once clean room.

How did the not realise this was happening?

They should've noticed

They never saw the side effects

They never saw him cry the pain away

They never saw the red and white lines

Apart from two

They never saw the real Jisung

The Jisung that struggled so much with life

The Jisung that listened to everything the voice said

The Jisung that let the voice take advantage.

The Jisung that couldn't take it anymore

The members looked at him in disbelief. Surely it would at least be a bit noticeable that he was sad. Or perhaps they were too focused on the comeback to notice.

Bang Chan beat himself up for not being a good leader.

Minho was sobbing, to lose one he cared for so much.

Changbin was trying to look for any suicide notes, tears streaking his cheeks.

Hyunjin was in too much shock and disbelief to utter a word or shed a tear.

Felix was a crying mess, he lost his sunshine twin.

Jeongin didn't understand why, and the tears wouldn't stop falling.

That's what you call one broken group.

A group who felt like they failed as not only bandmates, but friends

A group who couldn't stop the tears falling

A group that failed to notice Jisung's vulnerability.

A group that failed to notice his severe depression.

They all felt at fault.

Bang Chan should'nt've not brushed Jisung's self harm off as a one off

Minho should've given him more attention

Changbin should've checked on him

Hyunjin should've shown more concern

Felix shouldn't have left his side

Jeongin should've understood

But it wasn't their fault, it was the voice's fault

If only it shut up and let Jisung live

The outcome would've been much different, he wouldn't have suffered with the forever taunting and mocking voice talk out his insecurities in hope of getting somewhere to mess up Jisung's mental health.

What he failed to realise.

The voice was still his own, just hidden deep inside. And that's what hurt the members the most.

They couldn't help him...

They were never able to refrain him from... doing such a thing

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