Parallel World || Jikook

Beware this chapter contains self-harm. 

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Jungkook (p.o.v)

After all the classes that we had for the day ended, me and Taehyung were walking together on the sidewalk of the street so we could go back to our houses like we do every school day. (We are almost neighbors)

I kept on trying to get in touch with Jimin by calling him but he just wouldn't answer. Tae noticed me shuffling nervously with my phone on my hand and asked:

"Who are you calling? You seem a little stressed out.." He looked at me with a worried face.

"Just a friend. He disappeared today and doesn't seem to want to answer my calls. Someone told me he might be sick so now I'm worried.." I said as I pouted a little still looking at my phone.

I was waiting for a call or a tiny text saying "Stop bothering me." so I at least knew he was alive but nothing, he vanished and he didn't even acknowledge that I would be worried sick right now..

"Look don't stress too much I'm sure Monday you'll see him."

My head shot up. - We're going into the weekend now.. I have to wait two more days until I can see if Jimin is alright..- A strange bad gut feeling boiled inside me. -I have to do something.-

"Oh yeah I forgot I have to go to the supermarket before I go home !" (The supermarket is the same way to Jimin's home)

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No! Nooo, don't worry it'll be fast and I'll go back home right after!"

"Uhh, are you sure?" Tae lifted one eyebrow.

"Yes I'm sure. Bye byeee." I waved and started walking in the direction of the supermarket.

"Bye." He waved his hand back at me and walked in the opposite direction to his house.

-Jimin I really hope that you're fine..- I sighed.

When I arrived at the front of Jimin's house the lights were all turned off. -Is he sleeping? If he is I don't want to bother him..- That gut feeling would simply not leave me so if he was resting or not, I just wanted to make sure he was alright.

I rang the bell and yet again nothing, no sound, no movement, no sign of life anywhere. My frantic self became even more frantic.

-Ugh, Jiminie... where are you..-

I knocked at the door and it suddenly opened.

-What?! It's opened??-

Before entering I shouted:

"Jimin?? Are you there?" I didn't want to be rude and enter without permission and then I heard a faint voice.

"J-jungkook?"

I could notice by the voice that it was Jimin, he didn't sound well which worried me more. So I ran to where I heard the voice.

As I entered the kitchen panting a little, I couldn't believe my eyes. Jimin was seated on the ground, legs spread to each of his sides with a nauseated face, his hands were crossed on his chest while he tried to slowly look up at me.

He was surrounded by bottles and bottles of different alcohol brands, many of them empty. Shards of glass were everywhere around the kitchen. I found it odd but taking care of Jimin who was in that state is certainly my priority now.

I walked up to him. He began crying as I crouched front wise from him with my sad, worried eyes looking at his beautiful puffy red ones. My heart sank down as I hugged him. His arms fell down and then I felt it.

A warm feeling.. Blood.. Jimin no..

I pulled off a little with a gentle motion, my hands on both of his upper arms, darting my eyes rapidly down.... my face whitened. He was cutting his arms. Jimin was cutting his arms with the shards of the broken bottles.

"Jungkook. J-Jungkook I'm s-sorry." He said while crying.

I was terrified and petrified as a tear ran down my face. He had done this before he had other scars even though they were faint ones, they were still slightly noticeable.