JR's POV

Aron. He was all I could think about last night.

I heard him talking to Minhyun about cooking.

Something about him........something told me I could trust him. I don't know what it was. I just had this feeling  ya know?

How could I trust him? He just came here yesterday. He barely knows me, and I barely know him. I sighed.

I sobbed. 

"I.....I can't. No. I promised myself I wouldn't. I don't have a reason to do that." I wiped the silent tears from my eyes.

"Yes you do." the evil voice hissed in my head. "It's because you're stupid. You shouldn't even be alive! Go die!"

Then all my flashbacks of my 2nd grade year filled my head. The bullies. They shoved me down the slide. I broke my arm. I remember their exact words: "KimJonghyun is a baby! An ugly looking one! Ugly people don't deserve to live!" 

Also in 8th Grade, the same bullies walked up to me and punched me in the gut, for no reason. I fell to the ground. He towered over me. "You nerd! What the hell are you doing, still alive?! I told you to die!" He punched me, HARD. "Die! Die!" He kicked my stomach. "Die, you ing idiot! You shouldn't be alive! Everyone hates you, even your own mother!" He pulled me up against the locker and beat me, countless of times untill I was coughing blood and spewing it out of my mouth and nose. 

Since that day, everything changed in me. 

I looked at the razor. "No."

My eyes glued to the blade. It was so beautiful. I had to. 

'You would feel more realived.' I assured myself.

5 minutes later, I was oozing blood all over the carpet, all of it coming from the side of me......................where the razor had touched me. Where it had cut me. Where I had cut myself.

I was trying to stop the bleeding, my shirt was soaked in red now. My hands were completely covered with blood.

I was crying. It hasn't bled this much before.

Third Person POV

"JR!" Aron's voice woke him from his dream. He shot up from his bed.

"Are you okay?" Aron asked JR softly.

JR's eyes filled with tears. He knew his dream wasn't just a dream. Most of it wasn't. The only part that wasn't true was when he was bleeding heavily.

"You were screaming and shouting." Minhyun piped up. Ren nodded. Baekho studided the leader carefully.

"What's wrong?" asked Baekho. 

JR darted his eyes to the kitchen, where all the knives were. He focused again. His gaze immidiantly locked on Aron.

Worry filled Aron's eyes. 

"Don't worry. I'm fine. Just a bad dream." JR assured him, trying to put on a smile.

Aron was quiet.

Aron looked him in the eyes and replied quietly only that he could hear, "I do. I do worry." and he hugged him tight. 

JR let the tears pour out. Each one landing on Aron's hoodie. Aron didn't seem to mind, he actually pulled the weeping boy closer and buried his face in my hair.

"It's alright." he whispered into JR's hair. Minhyun, Baekho, and Ren all wrapped their arms around their leader. They all just sat their in a comfortable silence.