Jimim shouted, he screamed, he kicked and he screeched. His throat dry as fuck but he didn't give a shit, he kept on punding at the walls, at the floor, at the air. "Fuck the world!! Fuck everyone!! Fuck you!! Fuck me!! Fuck this!! Just FUCK!"
He kept on opening his mouth while he moved franatically around but not a noise came out anymore.
Nam Joon watched him for a second and the dissapeared to tell the others to leave Jimin alone.
Jimin's eyes where blood shot red from the effort he made, his hands trembled and his head bobbed from side to side. He finally collapsed to the ground only to punch the floor a few times until his knuckles bled. Then he just passed out, he felt all his surroundings turn dark before his brain disconected.
Nam Joon watched the news as they announced the death of his band mate Min Yoon Gi. It was Jimin's birthday and Yoongi had fallen asleep in the studio the night before. Jimin had called him in the morning telling him to "hurry the fuck up or to not come at all." Yoongi loved Jimin and of course wanted to be next to him on his birthday. He had smashed his feet on the accelerator and jumped a red light crashing his life out of this world.
A/N:
Okay I'm sorry if this is shitty I'm just pissed of at the world because I accidently erased my last story the "You're beautiful" one and it was really good. Mow I'm gonna have to re write and it just pisses me the fuck of.
Peace and I'm sorry.. <3
