38: Fled Away

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As Kai was walking, back to Jimin's house. He felt an extreme gut feeling. Without him realizing, he simply felt sharp pain. "Oh my stomach..Why is my guts feeling so strange?" he asks himself. The male gazed around where there was loads of cars passing by and some apartment lights on.

 "Whoa, I must be overthinking many shit" The male continued his walk until he finally made it back. His arms weakly opened the front gate. "My god! My bones are feeling weak!" he says, loudly. Kai check from left and right, wonder if he spoke so loud that possibly others that were living near by or passing by heard him. 

He steps inside the property, closing the steel gates doors behind him as he crossed. When he reached up to the front door, His feeling got more eloquent. 'Why do I feel like something strange occurred?'  With his shakey bones, He opened the door, Kai stepped inside seeing a big mess.

 "Yo Jimin, Why is your house a mess?" he asked, yelling inside the house. Without realizing, Kai eyes wide as he sees a body lying on the floor. "Jimin? Who the fuck is on the floor?" When there was a beat of silence, The male furrowed his brows "You jamless fool, This isn't funny! Who the fuck is lying on the floor?" he asked again. 

This time his tone was getting to the point where he was about to flip out. For a moment, Kai stood there doing nothing then thinks for seconds. 'Wait! If Jimin isn't responding then that could only mean one thing....




















....A PARTY!! WHOO!!!!!'












'YEAH!!!!'









Kai smiled then went back to his thoughts, removing the smile off his face. "So if you're not here than who is- AHH!" The male screamed as he got closer towards the body. There laid his best friend he knew. "J-Jimin? Jimin! Wake up! It's not sleepy time!" he shouts as he taps on his body.

 There was where he saw shattered pieces of glass that lied next to Jimin. "What the fuck-?" His hands slowly traced where the glass was shattered, Eyes wide open as he saw something he never wished to see; A knife. 

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