/jennie pov /
I really wanna die.
This is something that I have in my mind right now.
I actually don't wanna have emotion cause I would properly won't be bother by all the hated and insult by other people
I walk and walk and walk and then I find myself in front of the river. Middle of the night and the freezing cold weather, I wonder what would happen if I drowned myself in that cold water.
When all the dark thought went all over my heard, I heard my name.
"Jennie"
The soft voice that I might be used to heard before once, called my name again.
I stopped, everything also stopped. I didn't say anything cause I feel like I chocked on my own words. I couldn't speak and the voice won't come out.
The tear actually come out and I didn't expect that. I can hear the footstep of that person is getting closer and closer.
What if he notice, what if he know that I cried, what if what if-
All my thought is mixing all over my head, but then it stopped when I feel something on my shoulders
"Aren't you cold? It's so cold and why are you here alone?"
I can feel his jacket around me and his soft voice along when he put it on my shoulder.
I just shake my head and stay still. Is it alright if I said.. I feel a little warm during this lonely night?
