You couldn't take the hate, the abuse, the depression...no one knew what it felt like. You felt all alone. Like no one was there. Except for him. But even sometimes. He hurts your ten times worse.
{Yoongi x reader}
I hear no more sounds of fucking. I do hear the sounds of footsteps though.
This is my chance, I thought. I slid my note under the door and smiled. When I heard the paper unfolding, I ran.
I ran to the nearest supply store. I got out my wallet. What do I need..stool...rope... ah ok. I went and looked at ropes. Ouu. That pink one is cute. I grabbed it and went to the stool aisle.
I went to pay for the items. The lady looked at my tear stained cheeks and at the stool and rope.
"Uhm...ma'am...may I ask...what you will be using these for?.." she asked. I looked down.."a never ending smile." I say. Technically i'm not lying. She sighed.
"If you are trying to harm yourself. Don't. People can be rash but don't end a life that could get better." She said. I weakly smiled. "Keyword. 'Could'" I say and grab my bags then leave the shop.
When I leave the shop I see Yoongi looking around and shouting my name. I quickly hid behind a brick wall as I watched him walk past.
Crap, he's going to the tree, ugh! I thought. Oh fudge. He saw me and started chasing me. "Y/N COME HERE YOU ARE NOT KILLING YOURSELF YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" wow. Thanks for the pep talk.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I shout back, with tears. I see a river. A beautiful one.
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I drop my bags and sigh. Guess this is it. I'm drowning today. YAY. I jump in the water and slowly sink down. I see Yoongi widen his eyes and jump in.
It goes black. Everything. Is. Black.
Yoongis p.o.v
I jump in. Her eyes close and I start panicking. Open your eyes Y/n c'mon.
I pulled her up and checked her pulse. She wasn't breathing nor was her pulse beating. Shit.
I put my hands on her chest and pump. (Heh ima pervert so my thoughts are uhm..interesting) I pump six times and she doesn't move an inch. I sigh. I go to her mouth, pinch her lips and breathe for her. I start crying because its not working.
I genuinely did love this girl. I started to distance myself from her for my reputation.
I do the steps over and over again. Until I hear coughing. I look up and see her coughing up water. I instantly smile. Shes so pale. And shes shivering.
"Why?" She asks. I look at her hands. They are basically blue.
"Why what?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.
"You should've let me die you bastard." She sasses back. I look down. "Pabo. I am not letting you kill yourself because of bullies. " I say. She gets up and walks away.
"Doesn't help if you're one of them." She says. I sigh.
We both reach the apartment. Once she gets in she goes and changes into a large black t-shirt and short, and when I say short, I mean SHORT shorts.
She sits on the couch. I go up to her and slap her. Yea. Slap. I don't know how many times i've told her not to kill herself. Yet she keeps trying.
She holds the cheek with a big, red handprint and looks up at me with teary eyes. Fudge. Shes about to cry.
Her crying is my weakness. Suddenly she speaks. Looking at me with a stone cold, sad glare. "Don't kill yourself my ass." She says gets up and walks out the apartment.
