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CHAPTER 3:TRIP TO HEAVEN

!TW//MENTIONS OF DRUG ABUSE!

Taehyung and Jungwoo along with 2 other officers make it to Yeong- Nam district in a matter of time. Finding the house was not a tough task, as there were only two other houses.  They knocked on the door.  Once.
Twice.
Thrice.
Ok that was enough! Patience was slipping out through the 2 main officers easily. They break down the door and enter the small and shabby house, just to see a man lying on the floor with empty bottles of alcohol and packets of cannibis scattered around him. The man looked like he was in his late 30's. As he realised that two unknown figures just broke into his house, he shouts, "Hoseok is not back yet, get your ass out of my house before I beat the shit out of you." he slurs, taking a sip of alcohol.

It is, and will always be a secret of just how many drunkards live in these alleyways. "Hosung, your brother is dead. He was raped and choked, though the main cause of his death was extreme bloodloss" Taehyung said while maintaining his emotionless tone. "You are a suspect as he never had any enemies, so we hope you won't mind having if we take you with us for a quick interrogation.", Jungwoo says while forcing Hosung to stand. The other 2 officers enter the house and take the boy from Jungwoo's hands. They take Hosung to their office. On the way, the man who was terribly stinking of liquor kept on repeating random sentences like
'I admit that I used to rape him, yesterday I did too but I didn't kill him'
'Why would I kill my brother?'
'He used to make money for both of our living, why would I?'
'He bought me food, liquor, good quality drugs, and everything I asked for. Why would I make my own life even worse by killing him?'
Taehyung could hear the pathetic man's distinctive mumbling, but chose to keep quiet, only thinking about how humans could be so cruel.

The car stopped in front of the office. The man was dragged inside by the officers. Taehyung and the two other 3 officers stop as Taehyung says, "Jungwoo, hand this man to the other officers and tell them keep him in the jail for tonight, we'll take care of him tomorrow" "Sure sir" the boy replies with a bow, as respect.

Taehyung steps into his cabin and sits on his chair, slowly getting lost in his overhelming thoughts. 'Am I missing something? Something important? Who actually is the killer? Why would anyone, no matter how evil they musy be, kill someone as innocent as Hoseok?' The sound of the wooden cabinet door opening broke him from his thoughts. Jungwoo enters and speaks up, with a glint of pride in his words "Done sir." "So now do you want me to give you a 'well done kiss' or something?" Taehyung says while getting up from his seat. "What? Of course not sir!" Jungwoo replies hastily, followed with confused and nervous laugh. "Then, may I go?" Taehyung asks this time picking up his side bag. "Yes sir.", Jungwoo replies, moving away from the door.

Both of them walk out of the office and stop in front of their respective cars. "Jungwoo", Taehyung calls for the boy with one hand busy searching for something in his pocket, "Yes sir?" "Light my cigarette before leaving.", Taehyung orders while putting a cigarette between his lips. "No, Sir." Jungwoo fearlessly denies. Taehyung gives him a death glare to which the boy smiles and says, "Sir, you were the one who told me not to obey unprofessional." "Yes, that's the spirit.", Taehyung says, giving him one last smile as he opens the door of his car and settles on the driving seat soon after.

Taehyung had so many questions, that probably forever remain unanswered, in his mind, but he tried to avoid them as he wanted to have a safe drive home.
"Fuck! Can i ever get my parking space to myself?" Taehyung curses under his breath when he sees that someone parked their car at his spot, but handling things patiently had become a daily routine now, so he parked his car in another empty spot.

He lived in a luxury flat which was located on the 11th floor of his building. He took the elevator, but suddenly, something attacked his mind, making him breath heavily.

*Flashback*
"Hyungie, I don't wanna be late for momma's birthday, but I don't wanna use the elevator either. Am scared", the small boy mumbles. "This is our new house Taehyung you need to get used to it, now go already.", the older one scolds him, half-heartedly. "Why don't you come with me?" "I can't Tae, you know mom doesn't like it when you are with me, and also she won't be happy to see me. I'll stay away from you. I don't want to make her sad...not on her birthday." the older one explains. "But Taesung hyung-", Taehyung starts again, as he was not convinced. He wanted his Taesung hyung to also go with him to his momma's birthday. "Okay here's the deal, you step into the elevator and I'll follow it using the stairs. In that narrow view of each floor through the small window, you will see me, I promise. " Taesung finally figures out a solution to his beloved brother's problem.
*End of flashback*

"11th floor", a voice chimes, as the elevator stops. Taehyung opens the door to his house, hangs the keys on the holder, shuts the door behind him and throws himself to the floor, hugging the photo he always cherished and kept in his house. "Taesung hyung, if you were alive, it would have been you 29th birthday yesterday. Happy belated birthday hyungie.", Taehyung, no longer being able to hold his emotions in, starts crying.

An hour passed and Taehyung, now in his pajamas, tries to control himself from doing what he shouldn't, but desire wins over morals. He gets up and walks into his room, opening a small cubicle in the wooden dresser which was next to his bookshelf. He pulls out a small, transparent pouch, the evil but supportive white powder seen easily. He inhales it deeply, and throws his body onto his bed.

Drugs take him on an oh-so forbidden, but heavenly trip, making him escape from reality, as he savouringly sucks in the foreign but similar feeling of cocaine.

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Ok, as much as I hate to do author notes because it disrupts the continuity of the story, I wanted to to adress a serious matter. Nowadays drugs are commonly used everywhere. It is definitely is NOT a good way to get rid of your feelings. Talking to a person or crying it out would help a lot. Remember, we do NOT promote the use of drugs in this story. Thats all for today. Thank you for reading our story! Hope you have a nice day/night!