Don't Do It

**WARNING* There is a tiny self-harming scene in this chapter. Please only read if you are comfortable.

***Taehyung's POV***

Jungkook must really believe that I am around him because lately, he has been extra slow at opening and closing his doors. He even asks if I am around sometimes. If anyone sees him, they'd think he's gone crazy, talking to himself or whatnot. I couldn't help but smile every time he opens the door and calls out to me to come in or when he opens the passenger door for me and tells me to sit in front with him.

He had also been coming daily to my grave for a week now to see me and talk to me about Seoyeon. He has not seen her ever since he visited her at the hospital, but he remembers every little detail about her. I couldn't help but think how much he must really like her.

While we were walking back to Jungkook's car, I noticed that Seoyeon was coming towards us from the opposite end of the walkway. Her head was hung low and her eyes glued to the ground. She wasn't even walking straight. She held a boutique of flowers in her hand.

Jungkook seemed to have noticed her as well. He ran back towards my grave and hid by a tree that was close by.

***Seoyeon's POV***

I was discharged a week ago but didn't have the energy to come visit Taehyung yet.

Ani...

It was more like I gave myself excuses to not come visit Taehyung Oppa. I honestly believed that if I didn't see his grave, then he would still be alive. I was still hopeful that this was all an ugly prank that he is playing on me. If I waited, he will show up. But after waiting endlessly for a week to pass, I couldn't lie to myself anymore. I decided today was the day.

I walked along the paved walkway. I stopped at a grave, scared to look at the photo that was on the tombstone. Tears formed in my eyes that caused my vision to blur. My head slowly looked up at the monument and a tear ran down my cheek. My blurred vision cleared up from the tear that left my eye and then, I saw his picture.

My Taehyungie. My Taetae.

I couldn't hold the tears back as they flooded down my face. I ran my fingers across his grinning photo and cried my heart out.

Taehyungie, why did you leave me?

***Jungkook's POV***

I hid behind a tree and watched as she grieved at his grave. I want to comfort her, but how? It will be awkward to run into her here since I didn't know Taehyung when he was alive. She sat the boutique of flowers down and sat next to his tombstone.

She took something out from the flowers, but I couldn't really see what it was. My eyebrows furrowed as I squinted so that I could see what it was. I panic the moment I saw what it. Before I knew it, I was running full speed towards Seoyeon.

***Taehyung's POV***

"LEE SEOYEON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!" I screamed at her.

She had taken a small knife out from the boutique of flowers that she brought with her.

"I will follow you Taehyung. I can't live without you," she messily cried out.

"SEOYEONIE! STOP!! PLEASE!" I screamed at her.

She took the knife in her right hand and had the blade next to her left wrist.

I moved in to grab the knife, but before I could even take a step, Jungkook had popped out of nowhere and grabbed both her wrist and pulled them apart as he got on his knees right in front of Seoyeon. He was panting and breathing hard as if he had been running for his life.

"Miss Seoyeon-ssi. Please, don't do it..."

To Be Continued...