Chương 2: 2: Why won't they take him?
"J-jungkook?... Jungkookie!" I exclaimed seeing Jungkook lay on the floor, I ran to him as fast as I could and tried to check if he was breathing. Which he wasnt but knowing him he's just holding his breathe.
So instead of freaking out about the corpse in my bathroom I checked if his heart was beating while keeping my finger in front of his nose, he can't hold his breathe forever.
After about a minute I started panicking, his heart was beating but he wasn't breathing, and the bit heartbeat he had was at least three seconds apart from each other.
I panicked even harder when his heartbeat kept decreasing so I decided to do cpr just incase he wasnt faking, I placed my lips over his and blew into his mouth three times before started to press onto his chest.
I don't know exactly how to do it so I just guessed and did it like in movies, i blew into his mouth again but no response, he wasn't moving.
I started crying trying to press onto his chest harder but nothing happened, "Help! Namjoonie help me!" I yelled hysterically trying my hardest to remember exactly what to do, "HELP ME!!!" I shouted and there was no way my mum and namjoon didn't hear.
I heard my door slamming open and soon saw Jimin running towards the bathroom, "HELP ME HES NOT BREATHING HES NOT BREATHING!!!" I continued screaming bloody murder and soon saw Namjoon running into the room.
He pushed me aside and since he used to be an army medic he knew exactly what to do. He did cpr and some other stuff but after what felt like eternity he looked at me who was sobbing in underneath the sink.
"N-no, NO NO HE CANT DIE!!!" I screamed grabbing onto Jungkook's arm, I went to blew in his mouth again and again I tried to do cpr this time the way namjoon did it.
Seokjin tried to pull me away but I wouldn't let him, "JUNGKOOKIE PLEASE DONT DIE!" I wouldn't let anyone touch me and kept pressing onto his chest, over and over again but he wouldn't wake up.
I got more upset and started brutally hitting his chest screaming at him to wake up, Namjoon of course pulled me away but I just kicked him as hard as I could and continued.
"PLEASE I NEED YOU! I NEED SO MUCH JUNGKOOK!!!" I screamed starting to shake the corpse, suddenly reality hit me and I stopped, "Please.... I love you Jungkookie...." I confessed raising up his dead upper body so I could hug him, "Please I need you..." I begged hugging his neck tightly, I felt a hand too big to be anyone other then Namjoon's rub over my back.
"He's dead, Taehyungie...." Jimin whispered as I started to hear sirens, I sobbed holding onto the corpse, layed him down on his back again and slowly kissed his lips.
I could feel sympathetic stares over me as I continue to kiss this dead body, suddenly I heard yelling and men in uniform barging into my bathroom.
They tried to take Jungkookie away from but I wouldn't let them, I begged and begged for them not to take him away and clung onto him like my life depended on it. His clearly didn't but mine did.
It took Namjoon and four other men to get Jungkook's body away from me and I only really let him go when everything started to go black.
The next thing I know I'm in a hospital bed, Jimin was holding my hand asleep on the floor.
"Jimin hyung?" I asked sleepily, like the light sleeper he is he woke up immediately, "Taehyungie! How are you?!" He exclaimed tightening his hold on my hand, "Where's Jungkookie?" I asked feeling the sting in my head... and heart.
"H-he's....he didn't...." Just the fact that he couldn't say it told me everything, instead of crying my eyes out for the person who hurts me the most on a daily basis, I just rolled over to the side where Jimin can't see me and went back sleep hoping to dear god I would never wake up again.
The next time I woke up I was in Namjoon's car driving, "Jungkookie..." I mumbled and got everyone's attention, "He's dead, I'm sorry." Namjoon's friend, Min Yoongi, said truthfully, "Don't be so blunt." Jimin scolded holding me tightly.
"There's no point in babying him, he's old enough. We contacted his parents and they said they didn't want his body so we're holding the funeral." Yoongi once again bluntly said, for a moment I saw Jungkook in the corner of my eye, great, I'm going insane now.
"They.... didn't want him?" I asked completely dumfounded, what kind of parent sare they? "No, so I volunteered to take his bod, it's still in the hospital right now." Namjoon explained, I can't believe his parents just didn't want him.
"Thank you so much...." I whispered to low for Namjoon to hear me, I started crying into Jimin's chest and I couldn't believe I was feeling like this. I hated everything about him, but now I couldn't stop crying and felt like I lost the most important thing to me.
We for some reason went to Namjoon's old house instead of home, I'm going to go ahead and guess mum threw him out after finding out he's sleeping with Jimin hyung.
Namjoon carried me inside and placed me onto the bed, without a word I cuddled into the blankets crying my eyes out. Having nothing else to do but wish he was still with me, even as a ghost.
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