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"Yes, I think your boyfriend Kim Taehyung is the killer" Yoongi let out, looking sincerely into your void eyes before a chuckle left your mouth and a glint sparked through those void eyes.

"Have you all lost it? Why the fuck won't you guys leave my tae alone!" You said clearly not okay with the fact Yoongi already told the polices about him.

"Look Y/N, I know this is hard as hell but please don't be so oblivious to the truth— just think, have you ever came across someone who might be doing this to you because they crazily want to possess you for themselves only? like a fucking lunatic? have you?" you went silent by his question. thinking hard over his question you couldn't pinpoint one person that might be this crazy or to be exact. . . obsessed over you.

except one person.

Kim Taehyung.

But he's already your boyfriend. Why would he do something like this? what would he get from doing it when he knows all too well, that you're already his?

"No... I don't have anyone in my mind"

"You sure?" Yoongi asks more like trying to get that Taehyung name out of your mouth.

"Yes I am. Now don't change the subject. Why did you give out Taehyung's name? What did he ever do to you?!"

"There's many reasons I suspect him. First the killer said he wants to protect you and want you for only himself. Second of all he HATES Jungkook and hoseok-"

"Why Jungkook and hoseok?" You asked before he could continue.

"I don't know about Jungkook, but when he kidnapped me... He said hoseok loves you. Maybe that's why"

"B-but hoseok loves you" you said and Yoongi widens his eyes before looking away.

"W-what?"

"He told me himself, he loves you Min Yoongi" Yoongi's ears suddenly turns pink hearing you. Scratching his neck he coughs.

"I know... But I don't know why that bastard thought like this. Is Jungkook closer to you in anyway?"

"Yes, he's probably my closest friend. He helped me in my tough times... Gave me a shoulder to cry on" you paused recalling how he told you to cry out and made you feel at ease that day. He was so good to you.

"He helped me a lot in the time of need. I actually owe him... But n-now cause of m-me he is missing. Where is he? Is he okay?" You choked out, the corner of your eyes whelming with tears.

Yoongi stroked your back, trying to calm you but nothing could do it. Thoughts clouded your head, bad thoughts. What if the killer killed him as well?

if that happened you wouldn't be okay. you would go insane. after all, how can a human live just fine after burdening so many deaths on their shoulder? death of their close one?

"I know I should console you right now but I think the killer thought Jungkook loves you too. Although I don't know if it's true, but I think whoever gets too close to you, he can't bear it. Sounds like a psycho maniac to me"

You blinked away the tears while standing up.

"Why do you think it is Taehyung then?"

"Cause he... He is the one who is deeply in love with you. Isn't he?"

"The same goes for me too. We love each other deeply. But loving ain't a crime Min Yoongi"

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"Sir Jin, I'm sorry." Mr Han whispered to himself, clenching the badge in the grasp of his fingers tightly. he looked inside the room where his senior laid unconscious, an oxygen mask covering his mouth.

He turned around finding Jin's sister, Jeon Jungkook's mother who was crying and crying. the middle aged lady shattered slowly in her husband's embrace.

Han walked to them with a look which always meant something bad.

"Officer, where's our boy? My brother is already going through so much. Don't tell my son is going through that hell too! Where is he?!" Mrs.Jeon yanked Han's shirt collar but he stood there, not saying a word.

This part of work was the worst. Giving bad news to the victim's family. And when it's someone close to you it hurts more than ever.

"Dear calm down, Mr.han where's Jungkook? Is he fine? You found anything about him yet?"

"Mr.Jeon..." Han left the sentence incomplete before he showed the badge that he crumpled in his hand to the couple standing in front of him.

Both of them enlarged their eyes before Mrs Jeon's trembling hands snatched the badge from Han.

"We found this at one of the cliff's edge near the crime scene.

Mrs. Jeon fell on the floor holding the blood stained badge while crying hungrily. Mr. Jeon also fell beside his wife, tears falling unknowingly. they were utterly devastated.

Han couldn't bear the scene. Jungkook was gone. He was dead. And this fact couldn't be accepted sooner for his parents neither for the co workers.

"My son is alive! He is! Where is he!!" She cried out loudly, slamming the fist that held the badge against her chest. Her husband couldn't handle her since he himself was lost in grief.

"Ma'am, get a hold of yourself. You have to stay strong" Han knelt down, watching her cry with her hands clenching the bloody badge to her chest as if she was holding her son.

"Where's my son's body?" Mr. Jeon asked, blankly.

Han hesitated by the question and both of them noticed it.

"Where is my son's body Han?"

"I'm sorry sir.... We haven't found his body yet. According to our sources, The forest below the cliff is full of deadly animals. We assume... His body..." Han couldn't finish himself as Mrs. Jeon slaps him right across the face.

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING! HE ISN'T DEAD! GIVE ME MY SON BACK!" Crying out loud in her husband's lap she broke down more than ever.

Han stood up weakly before looking at Jin's figure through the window.

"I don't know how will I deliver the news to you Sir...." Han sighed, feeling his heart crack seeing The couple crying out for their dead son.

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"Am I really a monster?" The question echoed in the dark room as Taehyung gazed at his own figure in the mirror.

"Why don't they understand... If they just stay away from my Y/N I'll be okay, my Y/N will be okay. Everyone will be okay" Taehyung says still staring at the mirror.

"They says If Y/N ever get to see my real identity she'll hate me... Why show it then? She doesn't need to know everything.... right?" Taehyung says as he looks at his injured hand.

his personal doctor did everything he could but since the wound was deep and severe, he suggested taehyung should admit himself to a hospital but of course he refused.

although, the injury was sure of a bullet, the doctor didn't risk to ask anything because you know money shuts mouth better than a kiss?

"I mean no harm, I just want Y/N for myself only. What else am I left to breathe for? Everything was snatched away from me... I've nothing but her only... Why they wanna take her from me?" Taehyung says to himself as tears escaped his eyes.

memories flashes back in his head making him relive the darkest trauma of his life. the very truma that made him this crazy over you.

"Mommy will be back, don't be scared okay?" A sweet voice says to him before kissing his forehead.

"Don't go mommy... He'll kill you!"

"He won't. He loves us taetae" she says standing up but before she could leave 7 year old Taehyung holds her dress.

"Mommy I'm scared..."

"I'm too honey, but those who get scared and don't protect their loved ones don't deserve them." Her momma says her last words with a smile before going out of the room.

Taehyung clenched the bed sheets closer to his body as he heard screaming and arguing from outside. Glass shattering and furnitures crashing sound made him scared more than ever.

Then he heard his mother's scream. A very loud one. Poor boy's Heartbeat stopped as he gathered courage to get down from the bed.

"He mumbled hoping he'll save her from him.

Opening the door he came out. And as he did, his tiny heart for a moment stopped.

Eyes widened as he fell on the floor when he saw,

Blood and blood.

The floor was covered with his one and only loved person's blood.

Breathe hitched in his throat as he looked at the drunken man with terrified and angered eyes.

He steps towards him with drunken steps.

"Look tae, son I love your mother and you... It's not like that-" the man stumbled while coming to him.

Taehyung stands up, tears streaming down his eyes. Looking at his dead mom's body he felt nothing.

Then He felt crazy, insane as his eyes turned red. He looked around before seeing a knife on the floor.

Before his father could come close to him, he grabbed the knife and without any thoughts...

He stabbed him.

And kept stabbing the man as he screamed till his soul left his body.

The small Taehyung's night pajamas was covered in blood. With his killer dad's blood.

But was he an exceptional now?

He ran to his mother, holding her in his small lap before his bloody hand caressed her cold cheeks. Blood dripped from his hand and he felt terrified.

His mom's blood, his so called monster dad's blood. That little boy couldn't bear it.

He started to cry, trying hard to wake his only loved one. But she didn't respond.

"Mommy wake up! Please! He won't beat you and me anymore! We will be happy finally!" He says as tears rolled down his bloody cheeks.

"Wake up!!!!" He shakes her body but it took him a very long time to realize...

He was now all alone.

His only loved one left him.

"Why didn't I come early and saved her?" He says with a blank expression, staring down at her cold face.

"I couldn't save her from that monster... That monster she said loved us..."

"I couldn't protect her..."

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