Roku 六

There he was, the leader of NCT laid, on the bed of their CEO, Mr Kim. The sound of the showers in the background calmed him down, knowing that he was finally away from the monster, but not really. Curled into a ball, he hid under the covers, trying to conceal his body. Hopelessly attempting to put on his clothes with his exhausted body, Taeyong fell on the floor with a thud, specifically sending shocks to his once-injured waist. He got a taste of unbearable pain again and was unfit to move.

Cautiously, he lifted his limped body up and sat on the foot of the bed. He picked up his phone from the floor and unlocked it. It was already past midnight so the boys were probably asleep. The bathroom door swung open and revealed the man responsible for his current state. The boy gathered his things and exited the bedroom, signaling that he was ready to be sent home. He walked down the corridor of the ironically calming penthouse and put his shoes on at the living room.

A few meters from him, he stared at his miserable reflection on the mirror. His hair was all over the place, his eyes filled with sorrow and his body screamed fatigued. He sat, patiently waiting for the person to bring him back home.

| TAEYONG POV |

The trip back home was silent as usual. I felt disgusting and my back hurts so fucking much from the intense action. I stared out the window, hoping that the pain won't affect me tomorrow during the performance. The whole journey back to the dorms was unexpectedly peaceful. He hasn't touch me since then and i was relieved.

After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, we've finally reached our destination where i feel safe at most. Without any hesitation, i opened the car door and left him all alone in his car. I ran up to the door and entered the house safely with him not behind me. I locked the door assuming that everyone was home and hurriedly ran up the stairs to my room.

Finally, i pushed the black door open and tossed my bag on the bed. Simultaneously, i closed the door behind me and stripped off from my clothes. I grabbed the towel from the floor and threw my last piece of clothing inside the laundry basket. I went in the bathroom and immediately stood under the shower, hot water washing over me. I took the bar soap that was resting at its place and rubbed it against my body. Red marks began to form on my pale, white skin as i rubbed a little too vigorously. I definitely wanted to get rid of the filth and traces of his touch that was on my body hence i took almost an hour cleaning myself up in the bathroom.

As i dry myself with the coarse white towel, my finger brushed against the newly formed bruises on my inner thighs. Amongst the brown patches of it were purple and blueish spots. I stared at it and can't help to let my tears flow. After 15 years, i thought i finally had my life together but as things started to turn into a blessing, it became a curse. Right here, right there, i wanted to end my life. I wanted to escape from this pain and be free. I want to experience love and happiness for once without suffering anymore. I just couldn't take it any longer.

I grabbed the razor blade that was on the sink and felt it against my fingers. This is it, two cuts and i can be free. With trembling fingers, i placed the razor blade directly above my left wrist. Slowly, i pressed down the sharp object and slid it down to make a long cut. No pain was felt as blood seeped through the deep cut, it was all numb. Satisfied, i took the bloodied razor and did the same thing to my right wrist. It was like red paint was splashed messily all over a white canvas, creating an art piece.

I sat on the toilet and let the blood flow out until i was dry. My visions started to become blurry and i had barely the energy left to sit up. Like in a slow motion scene, i felt my body leaning heavily into my right where i was sure that i would fall. I expected the impact to hit but to my dissappointment, i felt warm, strong arms wrapped around my shoulders. I wanted to turn to see who it was but my vision slowly faded and all i heard was shouting.

"W-where am i ?" I woke up in a familiar room and saw blood all over the floor.

I looked around and saw that i was in my bathroom. My lifeless body was held by a person and he was shaking and shouting, hoping to wake me up. I didn't manage to see his face as his back was on me but his shilloutte reminded me of someone.

"Why am i here? Am i dead? " I was hysterical. If i'm dead then why am i staring at this scene?

"You're not, well sort of. " A voice that came behind me spoke. I turned around and saw a beautiful man with long silver length. He had a tall physique and a good-looking face, overall he looked pretty much human.

"Who are you? " I asked, puzzled by his appearance.

"I'm Jeonghan! Your guardian angel." The beautiful man claimed happily, fluttering his eyelashes at me.

"Guardian angel? So why am i here? And why am i not in my body?" I definitely did not know why i was back here and i needed the reason.

"You're currently in your soul form and i brought you back because i want you to think again if you're ready to leave this world." Jeonghan explained with his arms folded. I thought it was absurd for him to bring me back as i was obviously am ready to leave everything behind.

"That's absurd. I slit both of my wrists for a definite reason, to end my sufferings and that's what i want. Nothing will change my answer." I confidently said and stood my ground.

"Maybe you will indeed end your sufferings but it could just be the beginning for the others."

"What do you mean by that? No one will be affected by my death." I rolled my eyes at the angel, oblivious of the episodes that i will be witnessing soon.

"You'll see."

"..What the hell...Taeyong!! H-hey wake up!" Yuta hugged the lifeless body of his friend. His hand trembled at the sight of the latter's bloodied wrists. Unsure of what to do, he called his roommate who was only a door away.

"J-johnny!! JOHNNY!!" Yuta shouted for his friend, who then came running to the room. The tall male stared at his roommate and member's body. He stood silent at the doorstep of the bathroom, stunned by the view.

"YAH Johnny don't just stand there! Call the fucking ambulance!" Johnny was frozen for a moment but when his roommate started to scream at him, he came back to his senses.

"A-ambulance? T-there's no time, we have to bring him to the hospital now. I'll run with him, the hospital is just a few blocks away." Johnny managed to calm himself down and suggested to bring him to the hospital asap.

"You're right but i'll run instead since i'm faster. You go and wake the others up and alert our managers." Yuta carefully stood up, trying not to slip on the pool of blood. His hands were still trembling but he tried his best to compose himself and carry Taeyong bridal-style.

Once he managed to balance himself well, he quickly sprinted down the stairs with Taeyong in his arms. With Yuta rushing down the steps, Johnny took out his phone and dialed his 3 managers one by one.

"Hello hyung? Hyung, you need to meet us at Cheonsa Hospital right now. It's Taeyong." With that he immediately hung up and began to dial the other number. At the same time, he banged on each and every one of the member's door to wake them up. Thankfully, they woke up easily due to the noise. Sensing the emergency, they quietly followed behind Johnny even if they were clueless about the situation.

While Johnny was busy waking up the members, Yuta got ahead of him and ran out the house by himself. He sprinted to the hospital barefooted, without caring if he is going to hurt his feet or not. Yuta's only thought was to get Taeyong to the hospital as fast as he could so he did. He ran and ran and ran for about 5 minutes and finally, he saw the bright lights of the huge building. He burst through the entrance and quickly shouted for assistance.

"SOMEONE HELP! HE'S GOING TO DIE!" Yuta shouted hysterically, trying to gain any of the staff's attention. A doctor who was passing by heard the commotion and quickly ran to Yuta.

"Sir, what happened?" The male doctor asked Yuta calmly.

"H-he slit his wrists." Yuta said with a crack in his voice.

"Okay sir, put him here." The doctor ran towards the hospital bed and told Yuta to lay Taeyong on the bed. The doctor and a few nurses then hurriedly pushed Taeyong down the hallway where there was 2 large doors. They pushed him through it and told Yuta to wait outside.

"Please...please Taeyong, don't leave us."

//UPDATEEEEE