"You shut up or I'll shoot him right in the face."
"Taehyung, Get our of here. He'll kill you!"
"No, I can't leave you here. If you die, I die!"
"1..."
"-yung! Taehyung, wake up!" Someone yelled. "You're having a bad dream again."
I woke up before looking in front of me.
It was blurry from the tears, but through the blur I saw Min Yoongi and Jung Hoseok.
"What the hell are y-you two d-doing here," I stuttered, choking on tears.
"It's like 6:00pm and you were sitting under this tree... alone," hobi said.
I looked around where I was.
Somehow I managed to sit under the tree I heard Jimin sing under that one lunch break.
"You're 20 years old! You shouldn't be here," Yoongi said in a frustrated tone.
"I-I'm sorry," I apologized.
"Yoongi, give him a break. He just misses Jimin a lot. Y'know how annoying you were when Kookie was in a coma? You'd make me go everyday at ridiculous times. So, don't be so hard on Taehyung," hobi said, looking at Yoongi in his dark and soulless eyes.
"B-but-."
"No buts," he giggled, taking the boy's hand. "Just let him be. I'd be the same way if you left me."
I looked up and yoongi's eyes were wide, while his face was strawberry red.
I laughed a little.
"W-why the h-hell are you l-laughing?" Yoongi stuttered.
"N-no reason," I replied through a laugh.
"Well we're going to go now. You can come with if you want," Yoongi said, reaching his hand out so I could stand up.
I looked at his hand.
It was small and fragile.
If I took it, he'd break.
I know he's hoping I don't take his hand.
He doesn't want me to come.
So I shook my head no.
"That's too bad," hobi pouted. "Just please don't sleep again. I don't want you getting nightmares."
"Okay," I sighed, leaning back against the tree.
They left a few moments later, not even looking back.
They're only friends with me because without them, I would be alone.
Who knows if I'd even live to see another day.
They're the ones who keep reminding me it's not my fault, even though I know it is.
I will never be able to fulfill Mrs. Park's wish list.
It's my fault she'd never see her son marry.
Marry me.
My baby's gone.
And it's all my fault.
To distract myself from these stupid thoughts that would get me nowhere, I started looking around.
It's been two years since I went to this school.
And I couldn't graduate with him.
No, stop thinking about him. He's in the past now.
My eyes darted around the empty school ground.
I saw a small flower garden.
Almost as beautiful as Jimin.
I took out my phone to check the time
10:00pm
I didn't realize I've been here that long.
And when I checked the time, I was met with my beautiful wallpaper.
Him.
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He's so fucking beautiful.
I miss everything about him.
I can't do this anymore.
Fuck.
I love him so fucking much.
Why was I so fucking stupid.
I'm a fucking horrible person.
I don't deserve to fucking live.
Fuck.
(I was watching serendipity while writing that and I started crying whelp)
Tears started to blur my eyes.
Rain started to fall.
I heard thunder.
A storms coming.
I didn't move.
There's no point.
Everything I look forward to is gone.
I hate myself.
I hate myself so much.
Why did he have to love me?
Why did he have to love such an ugly human being?
I don't deserve to be loved.
Playboys can never change.
Everything in this world is dull to me.
Everything except him.
How come he's so bright?
How come I can't find the strength to move on?
He's gone now.
I need to find another star.
I put my head on my knees and sat there.
In the wet grass.
Where the storm will be held.
I looked up for a moment because the tears were burning my eyes.
I saw something bright.
Pink.
It was hair.
It was hair on a small figure who was walking in the rain.
It looked exactly like Jimin.
Except when I blinked, he disappeared.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I must be going insane.
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I'm not editing this rn cause I don't want to. Sorry hah.
