*TRIGGERS: SUICIDE, SELF HARM*

So many stars in the sky, and I don't know why they always have to fall on me. Maybe I'm blind to all of the signs, that the world never wanted me.

Taehyung was literally crying his heart out, and it was only 11 pm. But no matter the time of the day, or night, he wanted to die.

His hand was shaking as he held the blade against the soft skin, barely piercing the surface. But Taehyung knew, one swift move, and he could be bleeding out in about 10 minutes.

Let's close our eyes, we've got time to make each other cry. It's best this way. I'm used to being left behind.

Taehyung let out another sob, digging the knife deeper into his wrist bracing himself for the quick pain.

Then, his phone started ringing.

The caller ID read, 'Jungkook', and Taehyung was suddenly torn apart at the seams.

Why had Jungkook tried to call him now? It certainly wasn't a good time, and Taehyung just wanted to die.

But nevertheless, he answered it.

"Jungkook?" He spoke into the receiver, sniffing a bit. "What is it?"

"I need to tell you something."

Don't go she said. I won't lie, I'm cold inside. I've felt so bad for so long, I'm scared I'm fine.

"Now is not a good time." Taehyung replied, looking down at his wrist. His earlier actions had only managed to cut the skin a little, little beads of blood appearing on the surface.

It wasn't enough.

"Are you sure? Taehyung, what's wrong? You sound like you're crying."

Taehyung wiped his tears away with the back of his hand, sniffing yet again.

"I-I'm fine."

"No you're not."

Taehyung groaned in frustration. Jungkook was unbelievably stubborn, and if he knew that Taehyung was doing what he was currently doing, all hell would break loose.

"Taehyung. Please talk to me."

Taehyung shook his head. "I can't." He replied in a broken whisper.

"I want to die, Jungkook, and you're stopping me from doing that."

Then, all he heard from the other end of the phone was silence. All he could hear was Jungkook's steady breathing.

"You promised me Taehyung. You promised me you would never do this again."

"I promised not to jump."

"You knew perfectly what I meant by that!" Jungkook shouted. He was overcome with anger and sadness.

"I'm supposed to be the one with all the issues, not you!"

Now Jungkook was crying, and it was Taehyung's fault.

"I'm sorry."

"No you're not. If you were sorry, you wouldn't keep on doing this."

Then, Jungkook hung up, leaving Taehyung back where he started, with a bleeding wrist in the dark.

So many stars in the sky, and I don't know why they always have to fall on me.

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The next day, Taehyung wasn't in class. Jungkook walked in, expecting to see him there, sitting in the back of the room, but his seat was empty.

His seat was empty.

Jungkook felt his stomach drop as he was overcome with fear. Last night on the phone, Jungkook thought he was joking. Taehyung wouldn't actually kill himself, right?

He spent the rest of the school day in agonizing anxiety, wondering if Taehyung was actually gone or not.

He pulled out his phone during lunch, typing a quick message. He had to see Taehyung in person.

jungcocky: meet me at the park at 4 pm pls

Now, all he had to do was wait.

And that hurt even more.

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(Song - Guiltripping by FrnkIero & the Cellabration)

omg sorry for the shitty filler chapter.