Save Me

Chapter Two

CHAPTER TWO

Recap

[11:18 AM]

“Hoseok, man, are you up?” A deep voice calls.

Hoseok’s tired eyes advert towards the cracked bathroom door and he throws the towel carelessly onto the floor, not even thinking twice. He trembles as he exits the bathroom, and looks at the open bedroom door, hearing the voice no longer. His eyebrows furrow. He rubbed his eyes hard, resulting in blurred vision.

“Hoseok,” The voice speaks again, “you don’t look too good.”

“What-“

“f**k, Hoseok, you’re a big motherfucker,” A chuckle releases past the figure’s lips and he waves his hand in front of Hoseok’s face.

“Y-Yoongi?” Hoseok utters past his dry lips.

“The one and only,” The other male gently placed the taller on the edge of the bed, now rocking back and forth on his feels, “Hobi, are you alright?”

“What happened to me?” Hoseok merely asked, flopping onto his back.

“You really want to know?” The smaller male, Yoongi, crossed his arms over his chest and shifts his weight towards his left side.

“W-Was it bad?”

Yoongi then shakes his head slowly, not in disagreement, but with disbelief, “you had another episode last night.”

Hoseok is silent.

“It was so bad that you nearly killed Taehyung with a glass shard from the broken mirror in the kitchen,” He continues, crouching down on his knees and meeting eyes with Hoseok, “you kept yelling about how we’re nothing but assholes, how we do nothing but treat you like shit.”

“Yoongi, I…” Hoseok was close to crying. Hearing a recap of his horrible night made him sick to his stomach.

“Nearly cut my face open throwing all those bottles around…” Yoongi then mutters, placing a hand on Hoseok’s shoulder, “Hoseok, you have to stop this.”

The brunette male stays silent, pressing his lips into a thin line.

“Have you been taking more than what you’re supposed to?” The blonde male abruptly asked. Hoseok makes eye contact with Yoongi, the colour, or what was left, draining from his face.

“f**k!” The smaller raised his fist as if he was going to attack Hoseok, and the other can only flinch. Instead, Yoongi lowers his arm, releasing a deep sigh past his pink lips, “we’re never going to get you to stop, are we?”

“Yoongi, you don’t understand,” Hoseok explains, “I’m suffering from- “

“Its always the same excuse. You take those f*****g pills like their candy!” The blonde shouts, grabbing and shaking his friend’s shoulders, “those are not candy! Those will f*****g kill you!”

Hoseok grabs onto Yoongi’s wrists and tugs them from his body, “I can’t f*****g help it!” He then screamed in return, startling the elder male. Yoongi only wanted to help, not make it worse.

With another heavy sigh, Yoongi speaks once more, “you know me, and the boys are just looking out for you, Hobi,” He whispers, placing his hands within his pockets.

Hoseok calms down momentarily, cupping his cheeks and focusing his attention on his bare feet, “yeah. Right.”

The elder male sits down next to the brunette and throws an arm around his shoulders, “you have to stop this.”

Silence.

“I don’t think I can, Yoongi.”