Depressed! Rfa

Author: Nico
Genre: Angst
Rating: Well, maybe 13 since there isn't really reason to read angst when smaller than that? It could totally crash life OR something?
Beta: Ethel
Summary: Title says it all
A/N: I could have made it better.

"...Hello?..."

"?"

"Can you see this?"

Mc put her book down. It's not everyday something like this happens.

Saeran looked at the screen, breathing slowly. "I hope this works..."

Address? It sounded suspicious, but... Why not? Mc put coat on and brushed her hair quikly before leavings.

Saeran looked Mc as she left her house. The door didn't close. "Idiot..." When Mc was no longer able to see her house, Saeran went in.

Mc walked quikly towards destination. When she finally got in, the chatroom changed.

"What the..."

When Saeyoung finally noticed Mc, he immadiately started checking who she was. When he saw her at the security camera, he slowed down. "She is cute..."

Yoosung tried to control his shaking fingers. One breath, second breath, third breath. His hands finally stopped shaking.

Zen hit the wall one last time. He would keep it together, he would keep it together... He wouldn't hurt himself.

Jumin took more wine. He had grown addicted to it the same way many people grown addicted to sweets and stuff when depressed and sad. Unhealty, yes. Working, yes.

Jaehee didn't have time to this. Not for stranger, nor Zen's movie, nor for selfhurting. She would work, make living and be happy...

Saeran walked around the aparment. It was rather small. Kitchen was clean, thought there was mountain of dishes. There was one bathroom, no laundry at all there and obviously very rarely used and cleaned. He moved to the bedroom.

She didn't seems dangerous, at least. Saeyoung called V so he would hear about Mc too... And then he noticed one detail. White scar, right next to red one at Mc's wrist.

Mc sitten down to the floor. This was simply too much, just too much... She tried to say something still at some points, cover how broken she was at the moment.

V logged into the chatroom. Small smile appeared to his face when he saw everyone's glad texts... He would play along. Wouldn't show how gloomy he really felt about this.

Saeyoung looked at the security camera again. She was really cute... Except the scars. Saeyoung touched his hand to the place his scars were.

"Would she really be girl...?" Zen muttered. Maybe, just maybe...

Yoosung shut his computer off. He would play attention to this. Depression would come up easily after the shock. He would keep it together.

Jumin pet Elisabeth the 3rd's fur. It was always relaxing. Mc, the stranger. According to V, someone who would continue Rika's work.

Saeran came inside the bedroom. The room was one big mess. Laudrys were everywhere, bed seemed like there was someone not even hour ago even thought it was already 3 pm. There was food packings too, most of them snacks. Most terrifying were photos, drawings at the middle of the floor. Dying, pained and sad people at the most of the photos... Some of them torned apart.

Jaehee continued working. Being perfektionist, not leaving herself time to Be sad... But that suddenly appeared Mc took her attention back to chat.

V decided to make Mc part of Rfa. Maybe, just maybe, it would clear some of the gloominess after Rika's "death"... Maybe it would clear his gloominess about two faced lying to Rfa and Rika.

Mc looked as everyone slowly just accepted the fact that she would become part of Rfa... When she didn't even want. She couldn't keep playing happy that much, not that much.

Jumin looked at Elisabeth while chatting. That cat has became his lifeline, he lived for that cat. He didn't have anything else left to keep him there. Jumin looked at The screen again, saw Mc's question...

Seven looked dirty house around him. What really kept him there? But parties... Those were good, one thing he didn't need to lie being glad.

Zen thought two years back, when he saw Rika last time. Would Mc really continue her work? Zen had acting, but with parties he would make more excuses to keep on...

"Take... Rika's place?" That seemed impossible. No way someone just could come and take her place. Yoosung looked at the black computer screen on front of him. Rika left huge scar into his life. And after that everything just went wrong. Distracting himself, playing LoLoL to be exact, was his lifeline. To keep life together.

V logged out of the messenger. After Rika lost it, he hasn't really saw light. But now, he knew even darkness would left soon. Rika would finally make move on Rfa. Left would be nothing.

Saeran looked at the drawings. Some were impulsive, like just made to tear down feelings. Some were obviously made within long time and care. Some looked like in the middle she just lost it. Saeran thought about scars on his foots, on his hands. Maybe he lost it too.

Mc was now part of Rfa.

The kind way she talked, her spirit throught the messages, everything made Zen relieved. And when he finally laid down to sleep, he smiled small, first real smile in years. He dared to get his hopes up about more light future.

Yoosung gamed until late at night. Mc was nice, so nice. Staring to see her as Rika, Yoosung went to sleep. Not having brave to hurt himself with sharps he usually hit himself. This evening, he didn't. It was first time in months.

Jumin went to sleep. They would have parties again. And Mc... Jumin knew it would just hurt to fell from high, but he didn't have power to stop himself from rising hope.

Jaehee finished work. She was dead tired, which meant safe evening. It wouldn't stop nightmares, but... Jaehee smiled... Maybe this time they wouldn't come. Maybe Mc and parties would help her find happiness, real happiness again.

Falling asleep, hoping to see Mc one last time before sleeping Seven ended his day staring the security camera.

V fell aspleen feeling relieved it would end way or another soon. It would end.

Saeran found one drawing, what show bit of hope. Small girl, crawling from blood and death bodies, trying to reach men's hands as he waited. Girl smiled while crying. Saeran looked the drawing long. He wanted to be saved too.

Mc broke finally down, not sleeping at all that night. Much blood was involved while she broke one cup and opened the scars on her hands. Finally she couldn't help but fell asleep. Last thing she remembered was staring at her phone and remember undepressing messages from...

They let their hopes up.

About better morning.

Real smiles and laughs.

Wanted tomorrow.

Unbroken skin.

Feeling heart.

Better future.

With them.

Him.

Her.

Relying on each others, trying to keep up.

Tearing not tears of saddness, of joy and happiness, will to Life...

But...

Not everyone can have it.

Not everyone can be saved.

Not everyone can climb out of the darkness they were in.

Not everyone can rise their heads again and see that life is beautiful.

Not everyone can collect themself from drowing to saddness.

And when they lose...

They will end the game.

Without return.

Without reset.

Without hope,

There is no reason.

Without reason,

There is nothing left.

Just nothingless circling around you.

Maybe even winners would fell down again.

Maybe two hopeless person's would just Make each others even more hopeless.

Maybe love couldn't save them, just delay things

But sure was,

That the play would end way or another to them all,

In 11 days.

It was how to live.

It was how to die.

It was Rfa.