Chapter five

You wake up around 12:00.

Your back feels sore and your shoulder hurts a lot.

"Guess I slept on the wrong side." You laugh to yourself. Even if there is nothing to laugh about.

You look at the food that is still sitting on the table.

There is a sandwich some grapes and a glass of Apple juice. You grab one of the grapes and eat it. The delicious taste fills your mouth. "Food is truly delicious." You think to yourself.  Then you chug the apple juice in one gulp and place the glass back on the table.

You walk to the curtains and open them. The warms sun hits your skin. It feels warm and comfortable. You just stay there in the sun gazes as one teardrop rolls down your cheek.

You had made up your mind. The world has gotten too dark. Too complicated. Or maybe too plain.

Today is the day. There is nothing to wait for. Better now that never. Once you're married to him. You won't have a chance to do this anymore. So now before he comes...

It's time.

You take in the last rays of sun before walking away from the window. You garb the empty glass and go wash it in the bathroom.

You close the door. Behind you so that there are two doors together cancelling the sound. The bathroom doors and the bedroom doors.

You smash the glass in the bath so the shards wouldn't be all over the floor.

The glass breaks in a million tiny pieces. You reach your hand towards the biggest one you can find and then leave the bathroom.

It's time. It's time. It's time.

These words just repeat in your head while you sit on the edge of the bed. With the glass shard in your hands.

Somehow you always thought it would be easier. But surprisingly it is pretty hard. You just look at your arm.

Memories flashing by your eyes. Some memories that you remember where you were really young and we're still happy.

And some you wish to forget.

You put the glass shard to your skin.

You slowly start pulling it closer to your vain when you hear the door open.

You stop and hide the shard under the bedsheets as well as your know bleeding arm.

And there in the doorframe was standing Jimin.

His breath was ragged like he had run all the way to your room. And a droop of sweat on his forehead.

"Are you okay?!" He sounded concerned and stressed as he ran towards you.

You covered your body with the bedsheets so it doesn't look too suspicious. You could feel the blood stain the bedsheets from the inside.

"Yea I'm fine what are you doing here?" You tried to act normal.

"You ran away from the hospital! What were you thinking?!" He continued walking back and forth but at the same time examining the part of your body that he could see to make sure you weren't injured.

Suddenly he gasped. And covered his mouth with his hands.

"What?" You tilted your head in confusion. You followed his gaze and they landed on the now bloody bedsheets.

"Shit." You cursed underneath your breath. I  guess you were bleeding a little too much and the blood soaked through the bedsheets.

Before you could react he grabbed the bed sheets and pulled them off.

You looked down and the scene was horrible.

You had cut one of the veins and the leg where you rested the arm on was covered in blood and so were your bedsheets.

He grabbed your hand and gathered the sheets and put them on the cut. You just started at him working on stopping the bleeding.

You didn't know what to do.

After he secured the cut as much as he could he looked up at you. You could see a layer of tears in his eyes.

Why was he crying!?

"Why did you cut yourself!?" He looked at you putting the other hand in front of your face to show the glass shard that you used to cut yourself with.

"Why did you do this!" His voice got higher and louder.

You just froze and tears started streaming down your face. As some tears also fell from his checks.

"Tell m-." His voice broke.

You felt horrible. You knew it was your fault he felt like this. You didn't like to see him like this. You wanted to say something but no words could leave your mouth.

You just stared at him. Lost in his eyes.

"I-I'm s-so-sorry I-I-I..." That was all you could get out but for him, it was enough. He wrapped his arms around you. His arms hugged you tight around your waist.

You were taken aback. Confused. But his hug felt so comfortable. So you just wrapped the arm that wasn't bleeding around his neck.

Your hold of him slowly grew weak and the blood lose slowly got to you.

As you faint in his arms. All you can hear is his voice. You can't hear what he is saying but you can tell it in his voice he is panicked.

Why was he concerned about me? Why did he come here?

Did...

                      ...did he care about me?

Then you shut off completely. You couldn't feel anything and you couldn't hear anything. The world was black again.

Empty

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