|Jungkook's perspective|

     "Why I am even here? I have even a purpose on this life? " I whisper then I take a deep breath. 

    Why I am here? Why I am still alive? It is even worth it? It is said that life is a blessing, then why every time I open my eyes in the morning, I feel that everything is a curse? Why do I feel that everything would be easier if I left here forever?

     Maybe I'm just exaggerating. Certainly there are people in the world who are much more unlucky than me, who don't even think about suicide. But I can't help it. I feel like no one wants me. That no one really cares about me. If I die, would Jimin, Jin, Namjoon or ... Taehyung be sad? Probably not. I've only known them for about two months, so I have no reason to believe that. They're probably with me out of pity. Just because they realized how miserable I am.

    It is hard. It's hard as fuck to be surround of people, but to feel so lonely. To feel like you are the only one without a shoulder over to cry. Or a person to hug. Or at least to talk. Yeah, Jimin, Jin and Namjoon are my friends, but I can not tell them what I have in my mind. They will think at me as a weird or something. Well... it is true though. 

     I want to love myself. I really want. But it's just something too hard to achieve. At least for me. It's not like I didn't tried. I really tried. But everytime when I look in the mirror, I feel disgusted.

     I close my eyes for a few seconds, then I open them. I look around. Nobody is here. Just me and the silence.

     I gulp hardly when I hear my phone, then I take him out from my pocket. I see Taehyung's name is on my screen, while my hands start trembling.

     I missed other five calls from him. Fuck. I don't know why I had to be such a drama queen. Why I ran away like a baby?

     I straight my voice then I pick up.

     "Wha—"

      "Jungkook, where are you?" Taehyung's deep voice cuts my words, and I close my eyes again.

      "I don't know. It's dark " I admit, feeling my embarrassment at another level.

     I'm exactly like a lost child. I bet he thinks at me as a useless weirdo.

     "What? Jungkook, tell me where are you." he demands again and I frown.

      Why is he like this?

      "I'm at—"

     I don't have time to finish my sentence, because I hear a strong horn, then I turn around, seeing two headlights. Everything is happening so fast, that I don't have time to react.

      A car throws me a few meters, and then I close my eyes, while my head becomes heavy. I can't see anything, and even if I try to open my eyes, I can't.

     Before falling asleep, I heard Taehyung's voice again. 

      "Jungkook!"

    But I can't answer anymore. Maybe it's for the best.

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|Taehyung's perspective|

     "The number you called, can't be—"

      "Fuck!" I yell frustrated, then I close the call.

      I take a deep breath, then I look again at the clock. It's over midnight and that stupid Jungkook didn't return yet. And this is just my fault. Why I had to open that conversation?

     I feel my heart beating way too fast, and I keep thinking about that strong sound, which I heard when I was able to talk with him. It was exactly like the sound of a car brake. And this is really worrying me. If something happened with Jungkook, it's my fucking fault. I can't have this thing on my conscience.

     I start walking around the room as I take a deep breath. Where he can be at this hour?

     I can't just stay here and wait like a fool. I have to look after him. That stupid boy can't take care of himself. It's just too careless.

     I take my jacket off the bed and put it on immediately, then look for the car keys. Where the hell are the keys?

     Then I see them on the nightstand and smile. I take them and I want to get out from the room, but my phone rings. Maybe it's Jungkook!

     I take my phone out from my pocket, but I frown immediately when I notice it's an unknown number, but not Jungkook's number. I roll my eyes, then I answer.

      "Yes?"

      "Kim Taehyung?" a female voice asks, and I frown even harder.

     "Can I know who are you, and how you know my name?"

     "We are from 'Seoul Center's hospital'. You are a relative of Jeon Jungkook?" she asks again, and my mind stop working.

     What the...

     "Ăă... I'm a friend. Why? Something happened with him?"

      "We called his parents, but they didn't answered. He had a car accident. We need someone to sign some papers for him."

    A car accident? Fuck!

     "Is he fine now? Is it something serious? It's nothing serious, right?"

     I feel something weird in my chest. I don't have any idea what's happening with me, something it's certain. I have to go as fast as I can at Jungkook. I have to see him. To make sure he is ok.

     "I'm sorry sir, but you have to be here. I don't know anything about his situation, you can talk with the doctors. "

     "Yeah, I... I will be there in a half an hour." I say then I close the call.

     Please be fine, Jungkook. I can't have you on my conscience. I already have a lot of problems, please don't be one of them too.

      I close my eyes a few seconds, then I straight my voice. No, this can't be true. Jungkook has to be fine. I can't lose again someone important to me.

     Maybe Jungkook it's someone important to me as well. Even if he is still just a bet.

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     Hi angels! A new chapter hehe^^