Break The Silence

Jimin barely managed to opened his eyes, he breathed slowly, as he looked at his surroundings, realizing that he sat in a car, that raced through the lonely highway.

"Don't kill me please." Jimin whispered in a breathy voice.

Taehyung sat besides him, pressing his wound on his forehead through his handkerchief. "You're safe now." He replied in a gentle voice. "We left the hospital."

Jimin looked at Taehyung through his blurry vision, a sense of relief washed over him, "Did he really escape that hell?" It seemed like a dream, that he had been having since a long time. He parted his lips to speak, to confirm that it wasn't his dream or any trick of his mind, but no words came out.

"We're going home now?" Taehyung said in a trembling voice. "Our home." He added. Tears traced the way down to his face, he suppressed his cry but failed to hide his emotions.

"I...I don't have...any...home." Jimin whispered again, with each word, his head ached as if someone striking hammer in his skull.

Taehyung's jaw tightened, and his hands clenched into fists so hard that his nails pressed into his palms. The pain seemed nothing compared to the heavy ache in his chest.

Jimin's words felt like a sharp knife, cutting straight into him. He couldn't deny it, Jimin had never had a real home, no walls to keep him safe, no place to return to, and no arms to hold him and make him feel protected. The thought of Jimin facing the world all alone made Taehyung's heart shattered in pieces.

"From now on, You will have your home." Taehyung said, he endearingly moved Jimin's face on his shoulders, giving him support. "Kyungmi pass me some tissues." He said.

Kyungmi drove the car in a deep silence, allowing Taehyung to have some family moment with Jimin. She felt curious and desperate to know, why Taehyung never had told her about having a brother, yet she decided to not to bother him at all, as she knew at this moment, Taehyung was in a rush to protect Jimin.

Jimin winced through the pain, a light groan escaped his lips, before disappearing from the room, Jisun had attacked him, with the iron bar of the bed, threatening him to kept his mouth shut. And as he lay uncouncious, leaning his head on Taehyung's shoulder, his mind kept repeating Jisun's words.

*"If you spat anything then I'll kill that doctor too." Jisun threatened, before hitting the road on Jimin's head, giving him another jolt of pain.*

*Jimin growled agonizingly, as the iron bar hit his forehead. He clutched his head through his hands and writhed in pain, laying helplessly down on the floor, Jimin gasped a long breath. "Don't hurt him please." He pleaded.*

*Jisun sat over his heels, the bulb over the ceiling kept flickering, bed trembled through the inhumane energy Jisun released. "Why you're worried for him?" Asked Jisun, "You recognized him!" He said, "You know Taehyung is your brother! Huh, you know that right?"*

*Jimin forced himself to opened his eyes and looked at Jisun's pale face. He recognized Taehyung after few meetings. How couldn't he recognized his brother, his own blood?. But Jimin felt afraid to accept anything, to reveal anything related to Jisun, during the therapy session, he feared that Taehyung might abandoned him, if he reveal that Jisun wasn't just hallucinations but a ghost, haunting him since years.*

*Jimin feared that if Taehyung found out anything about Jisun and his tormenting, then Jisun would harm Taehyung too. Therefore, to avoid any consequences, Jimin refused to talk, until Taehyung provoke him to draw the sketches.*

*The iron door creaked and Taehyung entered into the room. In the meantime Jisun's ghostly figure disappeared. Jimin wanted to speak but too weak to say anything, despite being injured he wanted to stay away from him, he wanted to tell Taehyung that he could be in danger, but Taehyung didn't care about anything, he carried Jimin in his arms and headed outside of the room.*

"Jisun will kill you, he won't leave you alone." Jimin mumbled, he squeezed Taehyung's hand through his weak palm and the tears streamed down to his face.

Taehyung pressed his wound through the tissue paper, his own shirt soaked in blood seeping through Jimin's head. The sudden revelation from Jimin twisted his mind and he looked bewildered.

"What do you mean? Why would Jisun would kill me?" Taehyung asked curiously, his voice firm but full of worry.

"Because....you.... because you're my brother." Jimin barely managed to reply, then he squeezed his eyes and lost his consciousness completely.

Taehyung stared at Jimin for a long time, the realization hitting him hard. All those moments when he begged Jimin to speak, he hadn't understood that Jimin recognized him all along. But Jimin had stayed silent, too afraid of Jisun to say anything.

Kyungmi looked at Taehyung in surprise, "If he recognized you then why he didn't give any signs?" She asked.

Taehyung sighed heavily, he felt relief, but at the same time, his heart ached badly. "Because of Jisun, that fucking ghost, is keep tormenting Jimin so that why Jimin couldn't speak anything."