ARDOR

16. Madness

JUNGKOOK'S POV,

Tantrum was the only thing she has shown since last two days. I even tried making her meal now what does she want from me? I got irritated and before I loose control I stormed out last night to my own house. My bodyguard were really surprised to see me coming late night. I did not bother and went to the basement.

I pull my shirt off and stand in front of a mirror. I had tears. Not knowing whether from anger or hurt. Grabbing one of my sharpest knife I dig it in my chest. At my right side I started engraving. My blood was flowing at an insane pace. Drop by drop they drip at the sink. White marble didn't took time to turn red. I was satisfied with the word engraved over me. It was beautiful. Just the way I wanted. The red fluid was adding color to the name Y/N.

I went back to room. Stinging sensation was painful but not as much as what she did to me. I wanted to sleep but unfortunately couldn't. Thus, I decided to go back tomorrow morning. In my white shirt and blue jeans I was driving my car when my eyes fell on a convenience store. Her house barely had any food left. I bought some bread, juice, cereals in case she felt hungry like a hamster

And I was right.

When I entered in the house her upper half was totally in the fridge looking for something to stuff her mouth with,Good morning babygirl...

I chuckled and greeted her while keeping the bag at the dinning table. She bumped her head. Hard. She was shocked as hell but I don't know what for. I never told I will leave I just went somewhere for less than eight hours. Doubt it if she was awake for that long to notice even that. Her puffy red eyes widens with a slight parted lips. I teased her. "Stop starring if you don't want yourself against me. And I bought few things to eat."

"Poison is a better choice than that!" Y/N argued but I teased back. "That won't taste good as this so throw that ego and dig in!! I'll be staying up until you finish." I turned around and walked to my supposed room but stop at the sound of plastic bags. My unnoticed spot on stairs helped me to peek a little.

She was scanning the bag as an anti-terrorist squad member looking for an active bomb. I did not bothered further to had her some space and closed the door leaving a slight gap.

Y/N'S POV

I would have lied to say I am not starving. For the first time I think he is right. Whether I drink poison or eat his bought either way I don't think I'll live. Let's eat something tastier then at a blink I finished all by myself. He really didn't broke his words of being in his room. Curiosity took over me. That person was clingy as hell last few days and now he's just letting me go. I couldn't digest it.

I know I have to stay away from him as much as possible but just checking on him secretly won't do harm. Who knows if he's planning to kill me the other way? I slightly pushed his door slightly to look. Lights were dim but enough to see. He was standing there but with a knife??

Jungkook mumbled,"Why she hate me?! Why!!! Because of me right then I deserve to die!" The very next second he stabs himself. He push the knife on his right chest. I can't take this anymore. Even if he is a psycho he can't die here. What will I tell Jimin??or the police or media? He is abnormal but a known name. I can't have the blame to kill this crazy bastard.

I panicked and rushed inside without a second thought. "WHAT THE F*CK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!!!" I made him sit and with trembling hands pull off the knife. Tears were at the verge of falling but I restrained myself. The view I had was blood covering his entire upper right. My brother always kept first aid in his second drawer for me being clumsy a*s but who thought I'd be using that to help my... Stalker.

I helped him remove his shirt after he stopped pushing me away. A pair of eyes were observing my every movement but I did not bother. I was shocked to look at his previous wound which was still fresh but the more craziest thing I saw was my name. This time also the knife was stabbed at the same place. When I avert to his eyes.

Those doe eyes were carrying anger, frustration and loneliness.

I cleaned his wound and wrap the bandage properly despite him looking straight at my face. Without any word I decided to leave. Putting the box on its place I almost exit the room but I heard him. "Why? Why can't you love me?!"

I was taken aback with his question. It was not even indirect but a question which demanded a straight answer."You know why!"

Jungkook yelled,"No, I don't. Why did you helped me if you hate me?" He came closer to turn me around to face him. He was indeed mad because of no answer. "That's what humanity is! Now hands off you are hurting me!!"

Jungkook scoffed,"Humanity, really?? Then if I try to kill myself will you stop me? Will you love me?" I know he's crazy but going after ones own life is madness. And he won't do it, right?!? I looked at him with a poker face And said, "F*ck off!! Like I care what you say. Go to hell!!"

Just because I helped him doesn't mean I forget how he sneaked in my room or forced himself on me. I yank his hand and was about to enter my room when I heard,"Ah... Y/N~ah.."

I heard a mumble loud but soft enough to be heard. I ran to his room. He was there but laying on floor unconscious with a cut on his wrist. That same freaking knife was in his other hand.

My soul almost left me. His words echoes in my ears. Does he really deserves to die? Yes for what he did but not this way. Not for being neglected or rejected by any girl who he stalked. Watching him there, my heart clenched but why? Maybe because he is a damn human at his last breathe or because I got used to him since last month??

And I did what should be done. I called for ambulance.

[A/N]
I really sometimes fall for our psycho despite of his crimes. His pain or sin contradicts my opinion for him too.
Stay tuned.

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