chapter 26

My chest began to tighten. And before I knew it, I  was inside their house. I scanned through the large house with minimal lighting, following where the noise is coming from.The noise is still going. More and more glasses are breaking. It's not stopping. It was becoming worse and worse as I was reaching out to the staircase. I went up the staircase as I heard it much clearer. As I reach the top, a narrow hallway welcomes me. And at the end of that hallway, there was an open door, light shining out from it.  A light that seemed to be coming out of a television, contrasting the dark surroundings. As I approached the room, the noise stopped. But after that, a whimper was what I heard next.I rushed to the door. I ran out of my breath as I saw him. As I laid my eyes on him, it felt like I forgot how to breathe.He is sitting on the floor, next to his bed, bottles of different types of alcohol surrounding him. His right hand was bleeding, and he was just sitting there like he cannot feel anything.I felt the urge to cry. And as soon as I couldn't hold it back, the tears came down my face like a river that couldn't stop flowing. I walked to him and knelt where he was but he didn't move. He didn't even budge a little.His blood shot eyes were staring into the television screen where nothing was being broadcasted. I slowly held his face, cupping it with both of my hands. I moved my hands and turned his face towards me. Tears were pooling over his puffy, swollen eyes, the wound on his mouth still present. More tears came out of my eyes as he let go of the tears that were forming on his eyes.I looked down and held his bleeding hand with both of my hands. I take out my handkerchief from my pocket and wrap it around his wound, my tears prickling down to it. I wipe them away with the back of my hand, trying to tie a knot with the handkerchief. As I finished, I looked at him. He's looking straight into my eyes but my eyes still blurry. " What happened?" I finally managed to say." W-why-why would you do this?" " I don't give a shi-" he loses his balance and fell into me. I catch him with my arms and straighten him back up, still feeling a pinch in my heart.His breath smelled of alcohol. Different types of alcohol combined into a stech, that would be unpleasant to anyone's nose." Yoongi, please stop this." I begged him as I held his hand that was wrapped in a handkerchief. " You don't have to.-"" I fucking hate myself." He muttered to himself, then begins shaking his head. " No, no,no. I fucking hate everyone."" Yoongi..." I held his hand tighter but he pushed me away, making me fall down onto the hard, cold floor." Stay....away....from..." He says hiccuping after each word. I crawl back to him and pulled him into a tight hug before he could finish his sentence. I wrapped my arms around him, his chin touching my shoulder.And that's when he lost it. Tears started to come out of his eyes uncontrollably as he sniffles to my ear. I pulled back and held back his hand and he looked back into my eyes.He's drunk.He's so damn drunk." Look at that!" He says with slurred words, his eyes moving just right past me. I look over my shoulder and see the machine that he has received from the field trip.But it didn't look as good as it was on that day.There were bents all over it, some keys and knobs were missing. Scratches filled it's whole surface, and it was beaten to the extent that you could see the wires coming from inside." W-w-why would you do that?" I ask him, letting go of his hands. I take the machine and hold it, looking at how badly damaged it was. " I- I - I thought you wanted it, didn't you?"" My father did it." He confessed, drinking from the remaining bottle that was hiding beside him. I try to take it away from him, but he jerked away from me. " He found that I went to the field trip even when he refused me to go."Everything came crashing down to me.It's all my fault. I was the one who forced him to go to the field trip. I was the one who asked his father for a permission. I was the one who pushed him. I'm the reason why he's being like this. It's all my fault. It's all my fault." I'm so sorry." I kneeled in front of him, bending so that my forehead would touch the floor. Tears stained the floor as I spoke, " I am sorry. It is all because of me. Please forgive me..."Instead of him replying back, a glass crashing was all I heard. I shake in surprise until Yoongi grips tightly onto my arms making me close my eyes." Don't you ever say sorry." His words were loud and clear this time. " It was his fault. He couldn't accept how his son turned out to be. It was that stup-"His grip suddenly loosens, and as I open my eyes, Yoongi was laying down on the floor. I quickly hold him and then shake him, then turn him to his side. His eyes were still open.He didn't pass out, he probably just needs rest. He turns his face to me and spoke quietly, " Take me out of here. Please... I am begging you."I look for his phone, as I continually wipe my tears, and as I saw it laying on the bed, I take it and dialled a taxi's number.[A/n:- Guess what? Lipi deleted this chapter when I published it and I had to write it again!!]