1-800-273-8255 By Logic ft Alessia Cara and Khalid

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Jimin carefully packs his books inside his duffle bag, snuggling it in beside the rest of his clothes that are folded and packed up comfortably while Jungkook looks around the room; Taking in the now barren, completely empty room that once was Jimin's room. The bed where they slept on the very first time together is neatly tucked, not touched by a soul for the past three days now, and probably won't ever feel that human warmth once again. Jimin's cabinets are now empty, leaving behind only silent whispers of where his formal clothes once were. The bathroom that saw his suicidal attempts remains the same, only with the tooth and hair brush gone.

Even the knife remains there, abandoned in a cabinet.

Along with the bath tub, where it won't experience Jimin's desperate gasps for air when he tried to escape this difficult world.

Only memories stay hidden behind these walls; horrible memories, where Jimin's father would beat him to the point he was unable to move for days. However there's also tender moments that lingers here. The ones that had Jungkook in it, and the one's that Jimin didn't remember of his mother and a beautiful woman deep in his memories when they would laugh and make the younger boy happy. A memory he can't grasp as his image of his mother is clouded by her angry screams instead.

They will leave this behind and start a new life, him and Jungkook, together.

And Jimin feels like he's doing the right thing for once in his life.

Everything will be okay.

His fingers suddenly touches the last book on the shelf, the one he was taught to read and study for hours and hours, to let it be his guidance in life.

The bible.

For some reason he lets his eyes linger on it for a while longer, remembering the times he would search for relieving verses through his mental break downs or after a beating. This book has witnessed every single phase of Jimin's life, and now Jimin has found peace with himself.

What a wonderful world they live in indeed.

Arms suddenly wraps themselves around his waist from behind, pressing a soft kiss against his temple with a chin to his shoulder, "Take it with you, why are you so hesitant?"

Jimin twitches a smile to Jungkook's words and brings the book to his chest, "It's just nostalgia that's all. This is happening.... I'm pursuing my peace and happiness, and it feels so relieving."

Jungkook removes his arms and places his hands on Jimin's arms, pressing another kiss to his head with a soft smile, "You deserve it angel, we are going to be okay."

And Jimin knew deep down inside that everything will be okay.

They just have to stick together, like the team that have been so far.

And with that being a small boast in Jimin's chest, he smiles widely and was seconds away from placing the bible to his duffle bag.

Until he hears the front door open from down stairs, following a familiar angry voice and the sound of a door being slammed shut.

The bible slips from Jimin's fingertips and down to the duffle bag.

They're early....

Jimin's whole entire body began to shake feverishly in utter fear as his heart races against his chest, tears now beam his eyes as he hears familiar screams of his parents arguing down stairs, shooting familiar flashbacks to his head.

Oh no.

Please no.

They came back too early.

Jungkook suddenly rushes in front of Jimin as he snuggles the bible inside the duffle bag and zips it shut, "Angel we need to go right now!"

But Jimin's whole body is paralyzed the second he hears his father scream his name from down stairs, in a tone showing he's completely livid. A massive rush of those gruesome memories flashed Jimin's head in fear of the man he calls his father, fear of being near Jungkook, fear of even breathing right now.

They're going to hurt me again.

They're going to catch and hurt me and then I will feel nothing again.

Jimin suddenly begins to cry to those thoughts as Jungkook drags him to the window, "It's okay baby, we will-"

"PARK JIMIN! I CALLED YOUR NAME-"

It's too late.

His bedroom door is barged open, revealing the full fury of his father.

Never in Jimin's life has he seen his father as livid as he is right now. He wanted nothing more but to have the ground swallow his existence as his father's eyes darts between their interlaced hands, the empty room, the duffle bag on Jungkook's shoulder and lastly glares murderously to Jimin's teary eyes.

And the fragile boy couldn't help but squeak, "Father, I-"

"I warned you," Mr. Park growls as he steps into the room, eyes now glaring at Jungkook, "I warned you what I would do if I see you near my son!"

No, he won't have his way!

Jungkook would rather die then let this man anywhere near his Jimin.

His Jimin.

Jungkook gritted his teeth and stands in front of Jimin protectively, "There's nothing that you will be able to do that will make me stay away from Jimin. Whether you like it or not, he's staying with me and away from your manipulative, psychopathic self!"

If Mr. Park's eyes didn't look as lethal as it did before, it definitely did now, especially when they landed onto Jimin.

"Jimin, come here.... NOW!"

Jimin startles from the volume of his voice, crying pathetically behind Jungkook as the flashbacks only grow harsher and harsher against his head, reminding him of what would happen if he didn't listen to his him.

Pain, so much pain.

Out of instinct Jimin stepped forward, but Jungkook's body shielding him brought him back from stepping closer to his father, his hand now fisting Jungkook's shirt hard as his fear only increases, looking away from his intense gaze.

And Mr. Park noticed this, and it only angered him more.

"Fine, if you won't listen, maybe I should try to show Jungkook how much of an abomination he is in the eyes of God."

What!

It all happened so quickly when Jungkook is suddenly punched down to the floor, making Jimin scream in panic as his father grabs Jungkook by his long raven hair and collar of his hoodie, dragging him out of the room while the ravenette angrily tries to fight back.

No, no not my Jungkook.

Not my Jungkook.

They can do anything to me! Torture and hurt me, but not Jungkook!

So Jimin bolted out after them, running down the stairs as fast as he could with his fear for Jungkook rising. The second he sees them by the living room, Jimin didn't hesitate before jumping on his father's back, forcing him to let go of Jungkook, who's in awful pain from being dragged down the stairs. Mr. Park struggles against Jimin's hold as the younger didn't let him go, but he suddenly steps back and slams his back against the wall, instantly making Jimin let go from the impact as he drops to the ground like a stupid rag doll.

Despite his now blurred vision from his head impact, he searches for Jungkook in the room, finding him still on the floor as his father rubs his neck from Jimin's death grip.

Jimin can't give up.

They can't get Jungkook.

Mr. Park glares at the way his son crawls towards his lover, forcing himself to his feet with a glare as he stands protectively in front of hi lovely, "You are not taking him from me! You ruined my whole entire life but I won't let you ruin the only thing good that has happened to me!"

The volume and aggressive manner Jimin shouted signaled his mother to rush into the living room from the kitchen, eyes widen to see the scene before her eyes, "W-What's going on-"

"Want to know what's going on?" Mr. Park snarls, glaring angrily at the way Jimin helps Jungkook to his feet, "Our son has been whoring around again! Now he believes he can go against one of the 10 commandments in disrespecting his parents, he's being a sinner because of him!"

Jungkook heaves angrily with fists clutched together, his eyes now more angry as his stares at the man that ruined his angel's life, "I never manipulated your child into anything! You have abused him for a long time and that itself is a sin you fucking prick!"

No one will ever talk down on his angel, ever!

Not in front of Jungkook, even if it means his fucking parents.

Jimin's father snarls his teeth and steps forward, "Oh when I'm through with you, you will be just as disgusted being around him as I am, that's a promise.."

The sudden remembrance of how Jimin was numb and empty for nearly a month flashed Jungkook's mind, along with the memories of his precious moment with his angel. His anger boiled viciously thinking that those moments in his memory will be tortured and molded to be transformed to disgust.

Nothing but disgust.

No one will ever make him feel disgusted about his Jimin!

So in the most boiling anger of Jungkook's life, he moves from beside Jimin and launches a punch across Mr. Park's face, not caring how bad it hurt his fist. The man stumbles back from the impact, but that didn't stop Jungkook from sending punches after punches across his face with every nerve of wrath in his body. Jimin's and Mrs. Park's screams are inaudible to the fighting pair, especially to Mr. Park when he suddenly tackles Jungkook and aggressively punches his face before getting off.

Why the fuck did he stop?

Finally had morals?

Jungkook sits out the blood that's escaping his mouth, his adrenaline pumping in adrenaline as he shuffles to his feet, only to nearly scramble back to the ground when Mr. Park attempts to attack him with a fucking knife.

WHAT THE FUCK!

HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!

"Father don't!" Jimin yells as he tries to tug his father arm but only gets pushed back as he tries to advance towards Jungkook, who has managed to dodge the knife swings but ends up getting a cut on his shoulder.

The ravenette yelps as he clutches his arm, tears beaming his eyes, now on the side of being scared for his life than angry.

Not even for himself, but for Jimin.

If his father fucking kills him.... Jimin will have to deal with their wrath for the rest of his life.

He can't leave Jimin!

"Stop! T-This isn't right!" Mrs. Park screams, suddenly standing in front of Jungkook, tears pooling behind her eyes, "Let them go! You are not going to make my child suffer any longer!... Y-You're not going to let anyone suffer anymore!"

Mr. Park growls his teeth and aggressively grabs his wife's jaw, pressing the knife to the side of her neck hard, "You!.... You are the cause of his disease. If you weren't with that bitch, our son wouldn't have turned out this way! It's all your fault! You know what would happen when whores stepped through the doors of church?" He sneers while leaning to her face, "They burn to flames, it's about time you did too."

No... He wouldn't.

He wouldn't dare!

Mrs. Park eyes widen as she stares at her husband menacing eyes, fighting against his grip fiercely but in a quick motion he was suddenly off her. Jungkook tackles him to the ground, desperately trying to remove the knife from his iron grip but got little to no luck as Mr. Park swings a punch across Jungkook's face, sending him to the ground, wincing painfully to his jaw as he Mr. Park stands up, smirking deviously at him with demonic eyes.

"It's about fucking time you go to hell, you heathen," Mr. Park growls with his grip tightening on the knife, "Let me do you the honors or preventing you from sinning any longer."

Jimin is shaking horrifically as Jungkook weakly looks up to his father, clearly no fight left in him anymore. So many things runs through Jimin's mind at once as he sees everything around him suddenly slowing down; His mother screaming at his father, begging him to stop, Jungkook unable to stand up by how injured he is and his father transforming into the actual devil.

This can't be happening.

This can't be how everything ends.

Jungkook doesn't deserve this!

So Jimin closed his eyes, pleading sobs escaping his lips, "Lord please.... Have m-mercy," He wheezes to the pain on his chest as he slowly gets to his feet, "Y-You are g-good. K-Keep Jungkookie h-happy please... P-Please."

Jungkook doesn't deserve to die, and Jimin won't let him die because of his family!

So right when his father raised the knife up, Jimin bolted. Every single tender words exchanged between him and his ravenette flashed his mind at that moment , making tears stream much more aggressively down his cheeks.

"You are I. I am you."

Jimin didn't think as he stands in front of Jungkook, meeting Jungkook horrified expression for a split moment before facing his father.

"We are us."

And everything suddenly stops.

Everything seems like it just froze and deafening through Jimin's body; Jungkook's scream, his mother's frantic sobs with a phone in hand calling the police, his father's hand with the knife as it digs Jimin's abdomen with eyes widening to what he just did.

He stabbed his son.

H-He stabbed his own son.

Jimin whimpers to the uncomfortable pain as he eyes trails down, seeing the handle of the knife stuck to him with his father's shaking hand letting it go. Blood spread Jimin's white t- shirt like wildfire as he stumbles back, choking in between his gasps for air as his legs suddenly gives out.

"We are one."

Time suddenly snaps back to it's speed as Jungkook instantly caught his fallen angel, burning tears beaming his eyes he takes in the knife to Jimin's body and suddenly let's out the most painful wail that both of Jimin's parents has ever heard come out from anyone's mouth. His shaking hand brushed Jimin's cheek as the smaller male breathes heavily against his lap, a hand grip his other hand.

My angel.

Not my angel!

"J-Jungkook," Jimin chokes, a hand to the knife, "I c-can't feel a-anything. W-Why do I feel w-weak?"

A stumbling sob escapes the ravenettes lips as he holds tightly to Jimin's hand, his blurred vision making out the blood not spreading down to the wooden floor, "H-Help is coming! Hold o-on angel, okay?"

Fuck Jungkook is going to have a massive panic attack to the sight before his eyes.

His biggest fear so suddenly coming true.

No he has to believe everything will be okay, right?

Jimin w-will be o-okay!

A loud crash suddenly catches their attention. Jungkook looks up to see Mrs. Park slamming a vase against Mr. Park's head, sending him to the ground unconsciously. Angry tears streams down her cheeks along with painful sobs as she rushes to her son and kneels down to him.

"I'm s-so sorry my baby, I'm so s-sorry," She cries as she brushes his sweaty hair back, "A-An ambulance is c-coming, okay? Your f-father won't hurt you a-anymore."

His mother is back...

She snapped out of it.

His.... Mom.

Jimin's body continues to shake, feeling cold now as he stares at his mother's sorrowful expression, suddenly remembering a time when she was... Happy. It's been so long since he's seen his mother upset, or with an emotion at all.

His mom feels.

And a name appeared to Jimin's head, "Jihyo."

Mrs. Park suddenly looks up, more tears spilling her eyelids to the familiar name, "W-What?"

The remembrance of that woman place in Jimin's mind, and he couldn't help but think about how beautiful and angelic she always appeared to him.

How could he have ever forgotten someone amazing as her?

Jimin suddenly coughs as his grip on Jungkook's hand tightens, "J-Jihyo..... S-She was p-pretty moth-Mom."

The beautiful memories played in Jimin's mind, remembering the beautiful women with the pretty smile, especially remembering the way his mother would look at her as if she was the sun in the sky. He never saw how in love they were before, but now he can see it.

They were so happy whenever they were together.

What a blessing to be with the one you love.

What a beautiful thing is love.

As Jimin thinks this, his eyes travels to Jungkook, who's fighting back his tears as he brushes his hair with shaking hands, "M-My lovely, why do I-I feel so c-cold?"

Jungkook's entire faces scrunches up as crybaby tears streams down his wet cheeks, "Oh God please don't do this to me!" Jungkook croaks between sobs, soon trying to breath heavily to control his breathing, "H-Hold on okay? Everything w-will be o-okay angel."

And Jimin's mind finally processed what just happened to him.

He stood in front of Jungkook, let his father stab him before he was able to reach his ravenette, and now..... N-Now....

Oh God.

Jimin's heart accelerated painfully fast with his breathes now coming out more rapidly, more sobs stumbles past his lips as he suddenly clings onto Jungkook's body, "I-I'm going to die, aren't I? J-Jungkook! "

N-No.

I can't leave Jungkook!

I can't die!

The ravenette grabs his shaking hands with his own painful sobs, "D-Don't say that! You're g-going to be o-okay!"

Jimin clings onto his shirt with his bloody hands, looking up to him with pleading eyes, "I-I want to be alive J-Jungkook! I can't l-leave you!"

And a massive circulation of memories stormed through Jimin's fluttering mind;

"Don't say that," Jungkook says, closing in on Jimin without him noticing to pull him over the rail, "Everyone deserves to be here."

Jimin snorts and shakes his head, "Easy for you to say. Your life is perfect! You don't know what it's like to be me!" Jimin cries, his body by now shaking, "Going through struggles every day, at home and then at school. Be so lonely.... With no one to turn to," He whispers softly and aggressively wipes his tears, "Stupid cry baby! I don't want to cry anymore!"

His words made Jungkook freeze in his spot, feeling a knot form his throat. Oh he understands him more than he thinks. The last phrase completely shatters Jungkook to the core, going over how he was crying to himself earlier today, pleading to not cry anymore.

"I just want to die," Jimin whispers and turns his body around, facing Jungkook with a weak smile, "And I will."

Jimin cries more hysterically as those visions play before his eyes, now feeling the pain of the knife against his body. He lets out a painful yelp, letting another memory storms in his mind in a massive wave.

Jungkook's eyes study Jimin, trying to figure out why the fuck is he so upset when he should be thanking him. His soft eyes looks at the short man's desperate ones and slowly stands up, "Jimin, they were going to rape and most likely going to kill you-"

"Good!" Jimin exclaims, frailing his arms up, "You ruined everything! They would've killed me and I wouldn't be here! You wouldn't have to waste your time bringing me here and seeing me so damn weak! I WOULD FINALLY BE AT PEACE!"

Jimin couldn't help but pound his tiny fist against Jungkook's chest, sobbing between each hit with his vision blurring, "You ruined everything! You ruined my life! I just wanted to die!" He continues to cry. His hard strikes eventually got weaker, the sobs rocking his body, "Why can't I feel anymore?"

Jimin frantically grips Jungkook's hands and pleads uncontrollably through his tears, "I d-don't want to die anymore Jungkook! I want to be alive! I-I don't want to die anymore! P-Please don't let m-me go!"

By now Jimin is screaming in panic of death as Jungkook hugs him, sobbing against his body with words to calm him down, fighting to not completely lose his mind. Mrs. Park covers her mouth with her hands, crying painfully as her child cries loudly against his lover.

A scene all too familiar for her to bare, but this time it's worse.

It's her son.

H-Her son.

"You're not going to die!" Jungkook shutters feverishly as he wipes Jimin's cheeks with his thumbs, "We are g-going to be okay. You are going to live and I will make you happy, y-you'll see! You just have to s-stay awake angel."

In a very faint distance they could hear police and ambulance sirens and Mrs. Park instantly bolts to her feet and rushes out te door, ready to signal the ambulance when they arrive to aid her son. Jungkook rocks Jimin's body gently as he presses on the wound carefully, knowing he shouldn't take out the knife without having a pool of blood escaping it.

Namjoon taught him that.

Jimin's breathes suddenly grows more fainter and fainter by the second as his panic suddenly drowns down to acceptance, sensing his body fall to a sense of weakness, not feeling the knife on anymore, "J-Jungkook, I love y-you, okay?"

No!

He's not doing this!

Jungkook shakes his head fiercely and holds his precious angel tightly, "Don't you dare do that Jimin! Don't you dare! Look! The ambulance is here-"

"My precious lovely," Jimin whispers softly, his heart now following to an ease rhythm, his conscious now falling to this ease sensation of drowsiness, "L-Look at t-that.... A few m-months ago from now, I would've t-thought this was the b-best moment of my l-life."

Stop Jimin please...

Don't do this..

GOD PLEASE DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY!

I'M SORRY IF I NEVER BELIEVED IN YOU, BUT DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY!

HE DESERVES THIS LIFE MORE NOW I DO!

DON'T DO THIS TO ME!

Jungkook wheeze to the coiling burn in his chest as Jimin continues, his eyes growing heavier and heavier, "I was n-never your a-angel Jungkook. You were always m-mine, and I am y-your lovely.... You..... You..... Saved me..... I-If I die..... I will b-be your o-official angel, how I-Ironic. D-Don't forget your p-promise.... To....... Sing a-at my f-funeral, okay?"

A string of panic bubbles his body the second Jimin kept closing his eyes, shaking his body to keep him away, "No you're going to be alive, okay? I-I need you J-Jimin..... I c-can't do this w-with you angel. You know I-I can't," Jungkook wails distraughtly as Jimin faintly smiles at him, his grip on his hands now loosening.

"I'm sleepy Jungkook," Jimin whispers, his vision growing more and more blurred with darkness, "C-Can I sleep f-for a few seconds?"

Jungkook immediately shakes his head, his hands on Jimin now growing more desperate to shake him awake, "No angel, awake away for me, I hear the ambulance outside the door!" Jungkook wheeze  as he takes Jimin's face, forcing him to look at him, "Say it with me! You are me...."

"I.... Am....Y-Y..."

And Jimin's world suddenly is swallowed into darkness, the last thing hearing is Jungkook's heartbroken scream before falling to complete unconsciousness.

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A/N:

I'm crying as I write this note right now. I had to stop many times when I wrote this chapter because of how emotional I got. The way I connected to this chapter is undeniably painful, I felt the characters pain so much and it hurt so much.

Alrighty, I hope you guys are okay? A lot happened here :(

I'll be back tomorrow with an update for sure!!

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