Twenty-nine

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"No!" I screamed watching Jungkook falling further away from us. Our hands were grasping for nothing in the empty air.


A loud thump was heard, I closed my eyes while Taehyung held me in his arms. My lips were trembling, my brain wasn't prepared for this.


"He's okay, Lea. He's okay!" Taehyung exclaimed, shooking my shoulders. I opened one eye, then the other. My eyelids lifted incredibly slowly, afraid to see the unpleasantness.


"He's okay," Taehyung said once more, I leaned my head outwards, heaved a loud sigh in relief when I saw Jungkook lying on the giant live net the police set up.


A few firefighters climbed next to Jungkook, checking if he was conscious. When Jungkook eventually moved in response, my legs gave up on me, my tensed muscles relaxed, my figure collapsed to the floor.


"I-I thought I was going to see him d-dead," I sobbed, trying to recover from all the shocks. "He's safe, baby. Please, don't cry." Taehyung comforted me, carrying me in his arms. I didn't know when, but I fell asleep shortly feeling secured.














"He feels like umm a different person in a second. His eyes would change drastically." I explained when the doctor asked me. I tried my best to recall the days I spent with Jungkook, giving information to the doctor for him to make a hypothesis.


"How is he usually like and how differently he acts when he changes as you said?"


"Jungkook is always a quiet and caring type. But sometimes, he got mad and he looked terrifying like he wants to murder someone. He once... h-hurt me and apologized later. It's like he swapped souls."


The doctor nodded, marking down the symptoms on his notebook. "Does he take any medication?"


"Yes, I've seen him take medicine. He has a whole bottle of it always with him, but he said it's for headaches." I gulped, doubting if he was telling the truth. Taehyung was next to me, caressing my arms all the time and kiss my temple occasionally to calm me down. I would want to express how grateful I am to have Taehyung here with me but I didn't have the time to do that yet.


"These seem like symptoms of a mood disorder. Bipolar disorder to be specific."


I gulped and my eyes started to tear up. Taehyung guessed it right, Jungkook is sick all the time but I didn't notice. How horrible am I as a friend?


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