𝚂𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚜,𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜💛🖤💔

Twenty two

LONG ASS CHAPTER AHEAD .

I'm sure all of you want to know how the flashback ended so here you go.
The continuation of 'the incident' that happened.

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It felt like a dream.

One moment I'm holding on to the tiniest bit of hope I have left, the next I'm free falling.

I don't remember what it felt like, all I know is that I hit the rocks from a 40ft drop.

They said it was a miracle That I still had a pulse by the time they found me.

I do remember the actual falling.

It was so amazing, how things could change from one single action.

I felt like the world no longer had its grip on me, like I was finally free.

No more pain, no more Taehyung.

In a way it was relieving, knowing that I no longer had to worry about what he would think, mostly because I knew it was too late.

I remember the way the wind felt in my hair, the way it rushed past me.

It went in slow motion.

It was like I could finally see the beauty in the world, and I was happy for that.

I could spend my last seconds seeing the world as it truly was, or supposed to be.

And then black.

My moment of peace had been disturbed because the next thing I knew my muscles felt like fire and all I could see was painfully blinding white lights and ceilings.

The nurses rushed in, asking me all the bullshit.

I just remember laying there, tears sliding down my face as I silently cried.

I could never forget the nurses faces when I started crying.

They stopped asking their questions and stared at me in pity; I think I made the intern cry too.

"We'll get the doctor.......to explain what happened."

They rushed out, and I could hear the nurse scolding the intern for 'scaring the patients.'

I closed my eyes, trying to pretend it was a dream.

I'm not supposed to be alive......

My eyes shot open when I remembered, Taehyung.

More tears slid down and I covered my face with my hands.

"I'm such a burden. What have I done?" I whispered.

"You're not a burden, Jungkook."

A hand touched my shoulder and by now I was full on sobbing.

I refused to move my hands from my face, not prepared to see what I feared most.

"Why did you do it? Was I not good enough for you? Jungkook please tell me what's wrong!"

I shook my head, gasping and my heart rate sped up.

"I'm, I'm s-sorry!"

The door burst open.

"Sir we are going to have to ask you to leave." A nurses voice.