"My life is pointless. I shouldn't live. Maybe if I wasn't here, my mom would be able to stay. She could marry Yoongi, and they could have a kid together.
" I thought to myself, as I stood on the four story balcony of our house. It's been about four hours since my mom told me that she was dying, and I just can't take it any longer. It's not right.
She should be the one living happily.
"Why does she have to die?" I cried out. "Why her? What did she do wrong?" I took a step forward, and was about to fall over the edge, when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.
I cried harder, realizing it was Yoongi.
"I got you Taehyungie." He said softly, rubbing his hands up and down my back, as I cried against his chest.
"Y-Yoongi." I cried harder. "W-Why her? Why d-does she have t-to die?"
"I don't know baby,"he said, is voice sounding hoarse. I knew this was breaking his heart as well. Even though Yoongi and I were set up to be together, I could tell he loved my mom as well.
"P-Please don't l-leave me Taehyungie." Yoongi said, crying. I looked up at him, through teary eyes and nodded weakly.