I can't think properly -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I never understood why most people scream when they witness a crime.
Key word: witness
If a person is being coerced into doing someone, or being hurt, then screaming is a way of alerting anyone nearby. I suppose you could call it a self-defence mechanism.
But screeching at the top of their lungs when they see a robbery, or a murder or a suicide? I always thought that they did it just for the sake of it.
I am so wrong.
Because now, I'm watching as a masked man stalks over to my boyfriend with gleaming sliver in his hand. I'm watching as it plunges into my boyfriend's chest, mouth open to shout but there's no air left.
I'm watching as the masked man takes a wallet out, some coins, a phone and runs. I'm watching in horror, in terror.
I run over and collapse next to Hoseok, cheeks soaked with tears and heart rate escalating too fast. There's so much blood, too much blood.
It's then, after mumbling incoherently and stammering uncontrollably that I scream. Because it feels as though it's all you can do at this point.
I press my shaking hands onto his wound, trying to help. I don't think it is but else can I do?
I can't think properly.
My screaming causes a passerby to come running, another one to call an ambulance, another to calm me. How can I become calm in this situation?
How can I become calm as I watch Hoseok's eyes roll back and his body twitch in agony? How can I become calm with the past few moments flashing in front of my eyes?
They think I've gone insane. They think I've become broken.
All I know is that I can't. Stop. Screaming.
The End ♥️
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