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TITLE: Untitled (1/3).
AUTHOR: rustyrabbit
PAIRING: JoonJun
SUMMARY: Why do you save me when I have no clue who you are?
DISCLAIMER: BEAST belongs to Play Cube!
I grabbed his hands and placed it onto my chest, trying to ease the ache in my heart. Tears that I fought back not to let him see began gushing out my eyes. I tried to stifle my sob but my effort was in vain. It has been a long fight for him yet I seem to stand by doing nothing, convinced that my existence is useless for his survival. I watched in pain as the men in white began to remove the life support system from his body. This is goodbye my love.
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Sometimes I wonder if fate is playing a constant joke on my existence. I must say that life has not been smooth sailing for me. My dad works for a shipyard company after his family business dwindled down due to economic reasons. As for my mom, I am not sure who she is. Weird you might think but it has been like so for twenty-three years of my life. I wonder if she is alive; dad told me that my mom is a foreigner.
I guess you would categorize me as the constant failure that barely has any friends. Blame me on my introvert personality I suppose. Dad blames me for everything even though it is not my fault. I wished he would not have adopted me in the first place. Frankly speaking, the thought of suicide has been playing in my mind especially when everything feels so suffocating. However, it is thanks to her that I managed to live on.
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Two years ago…
A gust of wind blows through my hair and for the first time in a long while, a smile is carved onto my face. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and willed myself for the four-storey plunge.
“This is it.”
I feel the lightness in my body. My heart raced and I feel the sudden blood rush up my head yet I feel at ease. I allowed tears symbolizing my final goodbyes to nobody flow out. My one second euphoria came to an abrupt when I felt a hand grabbing onto my left wrist. I looked up but his face was overshadowed by the sun’s glare. I am surprised to be hoisted up, thinking of his strength made me cower in slight fear.
I tumbled onto the classroom corridors. I looked up in surprise, face confused as to of why he saved me. I see him panting, face red and he came up to me in full force and punched me.
“What the f*ck did you pull me up for?!”
I felt my skin seared as he left another punch on my face. I could not understand his anger towards me or why he is crying. He is a total stranger so why is he doing all these? His body is inching closer towards me. I shut my eyes and braced for another impact. Instead of pain, I felt something I never encountered before. He hugged me and next thing I knew, my vision blurred by tears I did not know I held back.
A/N: I actually did this for my Creative Storytelling elective in college. I've a confession; the ending is mother f*cking terrible & I will not edit it. The only thing that I change is the gender & names of the characters.
AUTHOR: rustyrabbit
PAIRING: JoonJun
SUMMARY: Why do you save me when I have no clue who you are?
DISCLAIMER: BEAST belongs to Play Cube!
I grabbed his hands and placed it onto my chest, trying to ease the ache in my heart. Tears that I fought back not to let him see began gushing out my eyes. I tried to stifle my sob but my effort was in vain. It has been a long fight for him yet I seem to stand by doing nothing, convinced that my existence is useless for his survival. I watched in pain as the men in white began to remove the life support system from his body. This is goodbye my love.
-
Sometimes I wonder if fate is playing a constant joke on my existence. I must say that life has not been smooth sailing for me. My dad works for a shipyard company after his family business dwindled down due to economic reasons. As for my mom, I am not sure who she is. Weird you might think but it has been like so for twenty-three years of my life. I wonder if she is alive; dad told me that my mom is a foreigner.
I guess you would categorize me as the constant failure that barely has any friends. Blame me on my introvert personality I suppose. Dad blames me for everything even though it is not my fault. I wished he would not have adopted me in the first place. Frankly speaking, the thought of suicide has been playing in my mind especially when everything feels so suffocating. However, it is thanks to her that I managed to live on.
-
Two years ago…
A gust of wind blows through my hair and for the first time in a long while, a smile is carved onto my face. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and willed myself for the four-storey plunge.
“This is it.”
I feel the lightness in my body. My heart raced and I feel the sudden blood rush up my head yet I feel at ease. I allowed tears symbolizing my final goodbyes to nobody flow out. My one second euphoria came to an abrupt when I felt a hand grabbing onto my left wrist. I looked up but his face was overshadowed by the sun’s glare. I am surprised to be hoisted up, thinking of his strength made me cower in slight fear.
I tumbled onto the classroom corridors. I looked up in surprise, face confused as to of why he saved me. I see him panting, face red and he came up to me in full force and punched me.
“What the f*ck did you pull me up for?!”
I felt my skin seared as he left another punch on my face. I could not understand his anger towards me or why he is crying. He is a total stranger so why is he doing all these? His body is inching closer towards me. I shut my eyes and braced for another impact. Instead of pain, I felt something I never encountered before. He hugged me and next thing I knew, my vision blurred by tears I did not know I held back.
A/N: I actually did this for my Creative Storytelling elective in college. I've a confession; the ending is mother f*cking terrible & I will not edit it. The only thing that I change is the gender & names of the characters.