"Yoongi hyung, what are you doing here?" Taehyung asked his pianist friend, who confusedly observed my figure next to Taehyung. He sighed and finally spoke up. "I came here to play a little bit and met-" He started speaking, but was cut off by another man that came towards us from their improvised bathroom. The man seemed slightly older than Taehyung and Yoongi, very handsome. "Jin hyung." Taehyung spoke, making me pull on his sleeve to calm him down. "Aren't you supposed to be at a mental hospital?" The man, Jin, spoke as he observed our bags and my whole figure with his eyes. "We ran away. I knew I would find you here so I came to ask a favour from you." Taehyung spoke as he gritted his teeth, his fists slightly clenching. "A favour from me? Taehyung-ah, are you okay?" Jin asked, surprised by Mouse's words. "Will you help me or not?" Taehyung spoke, the feeling of harshness overtaking his voice as he spoke in an accent. "Okay, I'll help you, what do you need?" He spoke, his vibe of kindness showing through his words and personality. "I need the keys to our car." Taehyung explained, making me look into his face, slightly confused at his favour. "I need to pick up some of my stuff too, if it's still here." He added with a blank expression on his face.

"Yeah, they're here." Jin looked confused for a brief second, pointing to a dusty couch that had one of Taehyung's bags on it. Taehyung nodded and began walking to a couch quickly, clearly not wanting to spend a lot of time here. "Who are you?" Yoongi turned his attention to me, speaking to me in an informal matter. Taehyung's head flinched towards us, slightly worried after seeing me get nervous. "I'm d-dahyun. I know Taehyung from the hospital." I nervously spoke. "You just know him or is it something more? I doubt you'd run away with him if he was just an acquaintance -" He intelligently spoke in a slightly colder tone. "Knock it off, hyung." Taehyung spoke up, walking over to us with another bag that was almost the same size as his brown one. Yoongi glanced at Taehyung, mellow frustration present on his face. "Why do you need a car, Taehyung-ah? You can barely drive it." Jin spoke, scratching the back of his neck. "That's our car. We all have some rights to it, and looking at it from here, it doesn't seem anyone cared enough to take care of it." He answered and pointed towards the broken window to the back of the building where the black pick up truck was. Jin looked down and sighed, making Yoongi turn around to take a look at the car too.

"We're gonna sleep in the car until we find something better, okay dahyun?" Taehyung whispered to me and placed a kiss onto my forehead, slightly worried about the whole situation. I nodded in reassurance, desperately wanting to make him more relaxed. Taehyung grabbed my hand once he took the keys from an old wooden shelf and picked up his bag. He started walking fast, but Jin stopped him. "Are you just going to leave like that?" Jin asked, making Taehyung slightly stiffen. He turned towards him, the tension between them slightly raising. "Well I can't stay anywhere for too long - I'm on the run." He explained and squeezed my hand tighter. "But you're safe here, Taehyung-ah." Jin tried to reason with him, only making Taehyung more uneasy. "I don't think I am, hyung." He answered back, looking directly into him. Jin began talking and as much as I tried to focus on his words, my attention was switched to Yoongi, who began talking directly to me. "I remember you." He whispered to me, making me turn my attention towards him away from Taehyung and Jin who were talking to each other in a agitated manner. "Really?" I asked in a quite timid tone, waiting for an explanation. "At the hospital. You know Jimin and Hoseok?" He calmly asked, making me immediately nod. "And now you clearly know Taehyung." He pointed towards him, making me glance at Mouse's blank stare to Jin as they spoke. I nodded and waited for Yoongi to speak again. "I'm glad you let him know you. I heard how you used to act." He spoke, putting a yellow lollipop in his mouth. It immediately made my thoughts travel back to remember how their friend, Namjoon, also had the exact same lollipop in his mouth when he visited Mouse. What's with their thing about lollipops? Is there some kind of a meaning behind it? "It's not that I actually changed my act. It's still a part of my condition." I explained, making Yoongi immediately question me. "Bipolar disorder? Anger issues?" He analyzed me, making me look down to my feet. "Yeah." I spoke and nodded. Yoongi nodded in an understanding tone. I started thinking about whether I even should be speaking to Yoongi right now. Maybe it wasn't right to Taehyung to speak to people that hurt him so bad.

"You want one?" He broke off my thoughts, offering a lollipop to me once he noticed a lighter that was sticking out of my pocket. I confusedly observed it and opened my mouth to speak. "I'd rather have a cigarette." I whispered with an unsure shrug. "That's exactly why I'm offering it to you." He explained, trying to convince me. Then I understood it. It was the coping method. A substitution for cigarettes. Being in the mental ward I met people that had various methods that replaced their bad habits, or harmful things they did to themselves. Some used rubber bands instead of cutting, some chewed gums so they would fight the urge to smoke. Some wore gloves all the time to stop themselves from biting their nails to blood. And some also had lollipops with them, even though the idea behind it always confused me. "Does that method really work though?" I asked him as I raised an eyebrow. "Worked for me." He said and offered it to me. "Just take it. You can try it when you'll want to smoke." He spoke and pointed it towards me again. My hands hesitated but I took the lollipop and placed it in my pocket, this time getting a reaction from Taehyung. The sudden silence between Yoongi and I made both of us focus back to Jin and Taehyung, who both still talked. "Will it ever be the same?" Jin asked in a slightly pathetic tone, earning a wondering glance from Yoongi too. "I don't think so, hyung. Definitely after our fight. And us being together when I-and when I-" Taehyung nervously mumbled, trying to find nicer words to explain, glancing over to me as he was scared of my reaction. "When you tried to drown yourself?" Jin suddenly questioned, making me widen my eyes.

A shivering feeling ran through my entire body as I remembered the fact Taehyung never told me about his attempted suicide. I never knew how it when. I knew why, but other questions play a huge factor in learning about him. I never wanted to force him to answer, knowing his fragile condition. Yet, in this exact moment I can not figure out how we got here. And why. And when. Time passed like the wind that swayed with the white and used plastic bags that were scattered onto the streets. Sudden fear ran through my touched skin that promised no safety from himself. And I knew that I couldn't save myself. But with little hope we both tried to make sure that maybe we could save each other. With little hope we tried to find a new start, a start that didn't have to include saving each other from our own selves. The thought of Taehyung fighting to breathe as he choked on water, made my skin crawl and my chest feel like it's been pressed under many hard metal objects. The thought of him fighting the urge to live, sent pain and misery to the spots of my touched skin. The daisy part of my brain slowly started to rot under the damaging thought of his choked out breaths under water.

"Taehyung." I whispered to him and looked up to his face as he tried to avoid my eyes. Jin's eyes widened, surprised by the fact I wouldn't know this piece of information. "Thanks, hyung." Taehyung sarcastically spoke as he shook his head, disappointment overtaking his entire facial expression. He started walking out to the back, letting go of my hand. Without a thought I immediately went after him, hoping that the heavier bag wouldn't slow me too much. I grabbed onto his hand once he reached the car, nervously putting his bags inside. "I need to think, don't touch me please." He spoke, making me slightly flinch back. He motioned for me to put my bag inside, and I timidly did so. I still had the back pack on me as I stood by him. "Get in the car." He spoke in a hurried tone, making me do exactly as he said so without a thought. "Don't go Taehyung. Stay here." Yoongi suddenly spoke, making Taehyung immediately look at him, surprised by his caring manner. Jin came towards u too, making Taehyung only hurry even more. "Taehyung-ah. I'm sorry. Just stay, okay? We haven't seen you in a while." Jin spoke, making him immediately react. "Stay, stay stay, that's all you keep saying hyung!" He slightly snapped as his mouth slightly parted in disbelief and frustration. "We're not going to all get back together. That's not happening. Move on. We all should move on. Things are not like they used to be and they never will be. Accept that." Mouse spoke in a convincing tone, opening the door on the driver's side. He went inside and sat next to me, closing the door harshly. "I'm sorry guys, but leave me alone. None of us need anymore of me." He spoke in a slightly quiet tone, making me confused at his choice of words. Both of them tried to call his name out again, but before they could move towards us, Taehyung turned on the ignition and the car moved as he started to drive off.

He managed to drive off through the back side onto the road behind the abandoned school. As he focused on driving I looked back to Jin and Yoongi, who moved but gave up once he started driving. I turned my attention back to Taehyung after a few seconds, observing every move he made. I couldn't speak at all and knew that even if I could, I wouldn't know what to say. Would I ask him about drowning? Or about his lack of focus on things when he's touching me? Or about Yoongi, and what was he doing there if Taehyung said that everyone stopped talking to each other.

The night lamps from the outside shone lights onto Taehyung's face as he focused his eyes on the road. The silence between us was deafening, both hoping that one of us would speak up. "Are you okay?" I asked in a slightly scared manner, hating the fact this was the question that broke off the silence. Taehyung glanced at me for a brief second before speaking. "I know a place near the trains, not many people come there so we should park the car somewhere around there and get settled in." He spoke in a cold tone, ignoring my question. "Okay." I spoke, feeling my breathing become more difficult. He avoided looking at me at all costs as he drove smoothly, surprising both himself and me. I looked down to my fingers and nervously picked on the skin around my nails. "Mouse." I softly spoke, hoping he would melt into my words. He softly blinked, his cold facial expression getting some emotion plastered onto it that was in high contrast from his numb one. "What?" He spoke, accidentally coming across as slightly rude. His hands gripped the wheel harder, making his knuckles turn white. "Y-you never told me the full story about-" I tried to speak to him about drowning attempt, feeling fear of him slipping away from me. "I didn't want you to know." He cut me off almost immediately, desperate to avoid the topic. "Well, I didn't want you to know too, but I said it anyway." I answered back, this time feeling more bold. "Why can't you just tell me-" I slightly raised my voice, but my tone was cut off by his confession as he tried to explain the full story behind his attempted suicide.

"I was with them." He started speaking in a calming tone, making me immediately latch onto his words. "We went to our sea, one of our favorite places in the whole world." He managed to slightly smile to his misery as he continued. "I didn't expect it. It just crept up on me and I had no idea how to handle the thought of me being a murderer." He explained, his misery losing all of its smiles. "I felt it was over, it was all over. So while they were there I got up from the edge we were sitting on as we observed the sea, and I climbed onto the unfinished construction that had many levels up." He spoke and continued, shutting his eyes for a brief second. "I took a look at them, and they looked so happy. I smiled when I noticed how the sunset looked compared to their smiles." He spoke, making his words sound extremely poetic once he remembered such beautiful details. "But they all told me to come down, not realizing what I wanted to do. Then, I just stared in front of me and took one last breath before running towards the edge and jumping into the water." He spoke and made a slight pause before continuing. "I remember the way I tried to force myself to avoid looking at them. I couldn't look at them. Then I felt my body hit the water, and as I felt myself going deeper, I fought the urge to breathe and swim up. I choked on water and felt myself become more dizzy as the pressure around my head raised." He spoke, making me feel pain upon hearing his words. "I can't remember anything after that. Feeling that void of time and no emotion made me think I was dead. But I wasn't. They dragged me out of there." He finished talking, glancing over to me. My eyes started to water, hating the pictures in my head. "Don't cry, dah." He spoke and stroked my leg. "I'm fine now." He softly spoke as he kneaded the soft flesh of my inner thigh. I moved closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder, making him immediately ease into my touch. "Thanks, Mouse. Thanks for telling me." I repeated my gratitude, making his heartbeat change to a slightly faster rhythm.

"I know I'm bad at comforting people, but just in case no one ever told you this, I love you. And it's good you're alive." I softly spoke, making him giggle. "I love that. Thank you." He smiled and pressed a kiss onto my head. "And trust me, you've become great at that." He smiled and he pressed another kiss onto my head. I stared at the road as we driven to the unknown part of the city, the surroundings becoming more and more isolated from the buildings that always stood tall and proud in and around the city.

ahahah.. im feeling better now , just 10 more chapters to go and its done 😭 

i had this dream that i imagined taehyung as Rapunzel except - rupunzel is a boy 

and the savior was a gorgeous boyish princess dahyun so i was thinking i could make a story like that ...

other one is a HUGEEEE SERIES like soo huge i might make like 5-6 books about it 

but im not sure i should do it cuz  i might get bored of it one day and just quit writing that series half way.

and then finally is dahyun's bro killed his ex and she and her family have to hide from the world blah blah blah .