dance | jirose

13 : Feelings

Author's POV

With a heavy atmosphere in the dark four walled room, Jimin forced himself to open his eyes despite the pain on his forehead and on the back of his head. Tiredness was obviously seeping through him as he forced himself to keep his eyes open. I must stay awake... must stay awake for the danger...

He tried to move his hands but as he shook it, something metallic and heavy held it down. What the? He looked over his shoulders and took a peek, finally realizing that he was tied. His legs were tied to the legs of the chair and hands tied in the back. A piece of cloth was wrapped around his mouth, not allowing him to yelp for help.

"I see you're awake."

He looked over to the opening door. The blonde entered with her usual night party dress except that her fit was red in color; High ponytail and mid thigh fit, perfume lingering in the air. Her bloody red lips in a small smile, slowly curving into a viewable smirk. 

Rosé?

"Why'd ya lookin' at me like that?" She chuckled.

Tears welled up in his eyes, as he looked down, blinking the tears away. This can't be real... Please.. I need to think of a way to escape, He thought before a hand reached to his face. Rosé slowly caressed Jimin's cheek as she pushed his face up in order for both to see each faces.

"There's no wrong in crying so cry..."

Jimin looked down right away after she removed her grip on his jaw and stood, looking at him.

"...because you're gonna be dead in the end. Use up all your tears right now. So cry for me and for yourself."

Jimin's eyes flashed terror as he jolted up to see her face. She has to be kidding, right? He asked himself. She can't possibly kill me... after all these days... He thought again. Rosé turned, strutting to the dirty study table at the corner of the room.

"You know, let me just reveal some truth before I begin my game." She began.

"First of all, Rosé? That's just my cover up and nickname. I'm Venomic; the 'Heather' you could say." She said, turning and plopping herself on the table. "Now have you heard of 'Slytherin Snakes?'"

Slytherin Snakes? Isn't that the...

Rosé chuckled, interrupting his thoughts. "I guess you know from the way you look. Slytherin Snakes, the biggest and most wanted mafia group in Australia." Jimin eyed her, listening although he wanted to be freed and run for his life. To be honest, he was scared. Coward, right? But who wouldn't be scared when their death is flashing right before them?

"I am Venomic, the daughter of Slytherin, the boss of the group. I am the heir of it. Now, everyone is curious why I call myself Venomic right? It's pretty simple." She responded, licking her lips. "Snakes have venom and they use it to kill people so I am Venomic because I use my charms to kill. Pretty smart, right? I came up with it myself." She laughed.

Mafia... She's a mafia...

"Also, I don't know if you remember but that pen pal of yours." She turned to him, a little smirk on her face. At the mention of his pen pal, memories of Jimin rushed into his head. Shit, I completely forgot about her. Rosé laughed again at his reaction. "Oh, you remember now? Heh." She breathed. "So about that bitch, it isn't my fault I decided to kill her. You yourself pulled me in that situation regarding her. Please, I was fucking pissed at her and if I would, I would've shot her there and finished her story but I was being kind and let both of you spend time together for a little while."

Jimin's eyes widened. So that body on news was hers? He looked down, choking on his tears.

"You should be lucky though," She said, getting off as she turned once again. He looked up at her as soon as the sound of a loaded gun met his ears. His widened his eyes again, shocked. Rosé turned, leaning a little while cockily tilting her head. "I kept you for long and didn't kill you right after. You should be grateful too as I didn't kill your brother."

You had intentions to kill him too...?

"Do you wonder why I kill? Why I sin?" She asked, walking towards Jimin. She took the cloth wrapped around his mouth and threw it on the floor and began walking around him slowly. His breathing was heavy as she neared him. "W-why?" He asked. He knew something negative will happen if he didn't obey her.

Rosé simply smiled. "It's because it's my goal; To kill guys, playboys exactly. You weren't on my list but after sensing the fact we got close, I knew it had to end. We couldn't and shouldn't be close, it wasn't in our blood."

Jimin laughed in bitterness, "Then why did you talked to me first? I wouldn't have been involved if it weren't for you."

Rosé chuckled. "Honey, I needed to live up to my 'Venomic' name. It's the same as an idol, model or an actor living up to their name. Who knows, they could be bitches off cam. It's reality, sir. Life isn't all twinkly stars fyi."

Jimin slowly laughed to himself. "Fuck you." Rosé laughed back, "Fuck you, too." Jimin looked into her eyes, "I actually trusted you and even fell in love with you and we just began..."

"You should've known you would have no chance. I'm Venomic, I don't think guys would be happy about the fact you are my boyfriend."

"I don't care about them!"

"Do you even know what are mafias? They ain't like those shitty ones you read in books or in movies. Mafias are heartless. They kill people without any mercy. They are some assholes with no empathy and I'm also one of those. You still like me?"

"You're still Rosé, in my eyes.,,"

"Bullshit."

Jimin chuckled before he felt a bullet pierce through his heart. Blood spurted out and an agonizing yelp left his lips. Rosé stared at Jimin with a little smirk on her face. She felt happy, excited and all sorts of emotions except guilt, sorrow, sadness.

After all, that's how a mafia always feel. No guilt, no empathy. Just pure content and satisfaction.

She crouched down in front of him and smiled, "Before you completely die, let me tell you something. I never even felt anything when we were out. It was all an act. Those stupid and horny guys too, I never feel anything. All is an act. Great actor, aren't I? Don't I deserve an Oscar for my acting?"

Blood spilt out of his mouth as he choked, tears did not stop escaping from his eyes as he looked down with a chuckle. "I'm a fucking idiot."

"Yes, you are. But, after all, I'm a mafia. People need to understand that mafias won't let anyone out alive."

Air was slowly getting out of reach for Jimin as he helplessly inhaled and exhaled, hoping he could survive but he knew he wouldn't make it.

Rosé reached her hand out towards him, smirking like a maniac. "May I take this dance, before you die?"