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Meet Me In Hell

Chapter 2: HELP.

Summary:

Quick flashback from a chapter later on to kick it off.
Hate me? I hate me too. I almost cried writing this. Maybe I'm not a so tuff lil boy.

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Jimin stood at the bridge, his arms hanging over the edge as he stared at the streaming water. It was midnight, barely anyone was out walking, his girlfriend was fast asleep. It was the perfect time to do what he's been contemplating on doing the past few months... Jimin closed his eyes, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. How stupid he was to try and take his own life, but how much he just wanted to. He was always told he'd go to hell if he were to ever commit, but at this point, he could care less if he went to hell. So be it.

"Jimin!" a girl called out, worriedly.

Jimin quickly turned around on his heel to see his girlfriend just feet away from him, her face looking so saddened. She knew about how depressed he could be, so she kind of figured what was happening.

"Jimin, please don't... Let's just walk back to the house, lay down on the couch, watch a movie...anything but this..." she shakily said.

"That's a good idea... You should go home, lay down, and watch a movie."

"If I do, you're coming with me..."

She began walking closer, making Jimin turn back towards the bridge, a gentle, but hurt smile flashing from him.

"You're not going to stop me, Y/N..." he began. "I love you, but you're not going to stop me..."

She walked just close enough to grab him and pull him to her, giving Jimin a kiss. After a brief moment, Jimin pulled away.

"Again, I love you...but you're not going to stop me..."

"Jimin, please don't-"

"I love you, Y/N. Never forget that, okay? You are beautiful and worth far more than I ever was..." Jimin said, climbing onto the bridge, sitting on the edge. 

Y/N tried everything to pull him off as tears began falling down her face. He was too strong though... And before she knew it, he jumped off. She had his arm for a moment, but he slipped, and she breathlessly watched the man she loved fall into the river, and only moments later, he wasn't breathing, just floating away. Y/N fell to her knees, sniffling, and crying so much her breath was uneven. Shakily, the girl took out her phone and dialed for the police.

 

This was a tragic night, indeed. But what in the world lead up to this...?