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"gracie?" he asked the transparent girl
she looks different than he pictured, long dark brown hair, her eye color seemed hazel with her left lid seeming lazy, she had a small nose, and vibrant plump lips.
she was dressed in nice and unexpected clothing for a dead girl, a blue flannel, with a gray shirt underneath and black ripped jeans with vans.
he was looking her up and down inspecting every inch of her that his eyes could take in.
she giggled " yes thats me" her cheeks turning a shade of pink because of his shirtless torso
cute jungkook thought and smiled
" so uhh, what are ya doing here? i guess" jungkook asked awkwardly fidgeting on his bed
" its a long story" she sighed sadly looking at the ground of his bedroom trying not to look at a shirtless jungkook
jungkook patted an area of his bed motioning her to sit down on it, she walked over and sat down on his bed.
" so uh before i start can you put on a shirt please?" gracie asked with her face turing pink fidgeting with her hands
jungkooks eyes widened realzing he was half naked in a girls presence so he jumped up and went and put on a hoodie
hoodies on guys are my fucking weakness, oh my god gracie thought
" okay so let the horror story begin." she said sitting cross legged on his bed
he jumped on his bed and their bodies bounced for a second and settle back into their regular state
" so as you know, i was builled horribly by many people at my school and by my father." she said her face showed pain as she was holding back tears, her heart, if she had one would have been beating rapidly
"it got to be too much for me to handle, i couldn't run away because the thoughts would still have haunted me, and my dad if i ever went back would beat me to a pulp. i was also scared of it happening again, so i ended it." she said
jungkook started at her, pain taking over his heart at the thought of all she had to deal with. with his hand is him palm rested on his knees, his eyes followed every movement of her
she gave a pity smile and chuckled " i know that it was a wimpy way out and tons of people make fun of people for killing themselves calling them a coward and such, but i was finally free." she wiped some of the fallen tears off of her face
" i don't think you're a coward gracie." jungkook said pursing his lips " i think that you were strong and brave for going a long time dealing with that. sure you ended your life, but just think of how long you endured the pain and how long you kept yourselve alive to face the same battle each and everyday. i don't think your a coward, i think you're strong." he said
