1 STRANGER

I sat in the corner of my room with my head buried between my legs listening to their screams. They got louder and louder, I grabbed my phone and went downstairs.

"Can't you see what you're doing to me?"

I shouted while my heart ached and tears burned my face. I was meaningless to them, my dad punched the wall at every "f*ck you" that sprung from my mothers' mouth.

Everyday was a struggle to keep on fighting but I'm only human after all, how much can a girl take? I'm a coward. I can't even stop myself from hurting.

I grabbed my shoes, opened the door and ran…..

Gasping like hell i stopped and screamed out in pain.

I sat on the bench and took out a blade from my pocket. staring down on my hand there was no more space to cut, every inch of my hand was covered with scars, bruises and scrapes all caused by me. How stupid of me to think that I could cut out all the pain I felt.

Tears gushes from my eyes as the song 'Train wreck' played repeatedly. I gripped the blade tight in my hand "I don't want to lose to insanity, why can't I just die?" I asked myself over and over.

"Excuse me miss, are you okay?"

My heart burned as I tried to force a smile and looked up "I'm okay" I said making the biggest and cutest smile ever seen, he grabbed my hand and took the blade from me "What did you do?"

He looked me in the eyes and took out some bandages from his bag, bandaged my hand and smiled "You can cry, you can scream but you can't die, believe in yourself."

The pain stopped and the tears dried up as I heard his words.

Am I worth his words though? I'm alone broken and confused yet he wanted me to believe.

He sat beside me and pointed to the sky "Do you believe in destiny?" I shook my head and looked at where he was pointing, it was the Sirius star.

"One day you'll shine brighter than that star, just hold on" He said smiling effortlessly, every bad memory and every bad feeling left my side. I got up and smiled "thank you, I'll be going now."

Alone at home, his words lingered in my head as I went up the stairs "how could something or someone this dark and broken shine that bright?" I sat on my bed and looked at the bandage. Written in black ink was "Namjoon."