Soap - Melanie Martinez

Warning:
Suicide Attempt, mental and emotional breakdown, mentions of domestic abuse

Spots.

So many..... Dark spots.

And banging?

Why is there so much banging?

Jimin blink weakly his eyes as the bloody blade slips past his trembling fingers, the cause of the multiple upon multiple fresh scars on his wrist and arms.

At least something good came out of that, he doesn't feel anymore of that hammering pain on his chest anymore.

Ha, what a relief.

A weak smile forms Jimin's lips as he stares at himself into the mirror, sweating and his skin already sickly pale to the loss of blood, yet he still managed to smile.

A very broad and crazed smile.

"I'm so pretty now right?" Jimin weakly giggles, fighting back the tears as he runs his bloody hands down his face, staining his skin, "You made me a monster..... Guess we're all monsters r-right?"

A more helpless laugh comes out of his lips as he grabs the scissors from the counter, ignoring the banging and shouting against the door to break inside as he grabs a chunk of his hair by his sides.

"Makeover time!" He cries with his weak smile, scissoring through the blond hair, "ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW! YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO BREAK ME AND YOU DID! I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT AND YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME ANYMORE!"

Various of strands of hair meets the bloody ground, just like his tears mixed with blood as his vision began to fade in and out with every weak sob that came out of his lips.

"If I see you next to those fucking assholes I will LOCK YOU IN THAT DAMN ROOM FOR A WHOLE WEEK!"

"That outfit is too revealing. Planning on getting fucked today? Don't worry I'll make sure the world is ready for when you open your legs."

"You really think you're that pretty? After us you won't have anyone! You will be alone because no one will ever want you!"

"Slutty whore."

"Cry like a little bitch but no one will hear you because no one will ever care!"

"I will make sure to break you until you get the hint to not fucking leave."

The voices kept growing louder and louder that no matter how badly Jimin kept covering his ears, they won't stop echoing in his head. In between a painful cry and a hysterical laughter in a mixture is coming out of his lips, gripping the scissors tighter before letting out a loud scream and slamming his fist against the mirror.

Right when the bathroom door burst open, when Jimin's breath became heavy and his legs gave out.

"JIMIN!"

"OH GOD-"

"CALL AN AMBULANCE-"

Jimin shakes his head instantly with a shakily grin, "This is perfectly normal, not like I went through worse mental breakdowns," Jimin deliriously mumbles, seeing pretty stars on Yeosang's face who caught his fall.

And if his mind isn't so hazy, he would think Yeosang is actually crying right now.

"Get the med kit in the kitchen! Yeosang bring him to the living room!" Taemin instantly demanded and they didn't waste time in following directions.

Jimin feels as though he's floating when Yeosang carries him, giggling to how elevated his limp body is that even his head began to spin in circles. That sensation intensified the second he's laid back on the couch, wanting to go take a nap but the loud voices around him won't let him sleep.

But suddenly Taemin is hovered over his body, taking his arm filled with cuts and looks at him, "This is going to hurt."

Jimin only giggles quietly but that instantly shift to harsh grunts and shrieks when the alcohol was poured all over his arm, burning and stinging every single cut that he did to himself.

He wasn't laughing anymore, he was drained with his reality instead.

That dam that he was concealing back broke apart, now he was screaming and crying and not only because of the pain of alcohol. He was screaming to the burning scars in his heart. The ones caused by others and the ones he's done to others.

He couldn't see the way Kai is covering his mouth with tears staining his eyes as Taemin aids him, who's trying so hard not to fall into a mental break done himself. Yeosang is trying to be strong and keep Taemin stable but he was falling on a loose string himself as he grips his arms tightly to hold back the need to scream.

Especially when Jimin finally began to cry.

A broken and agonizing series of sobs as Taemin wraps up his arms delicate arms, letting that pain in his heart claw him down to not feel anything yet feel so much.

Feeling became too much that Jimin's body began to grow heavier and heavier, only hearing Taemin fall out to him one last time before seeing everything black in his vision.

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A/N:
Aah such a short yet very triggering chapter....

I'm sorry if this triggered anyone, I hope you're all okay and if you didn't feel comfortable than I really hope you skipped this.

Thank you so much for reading!

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