•𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 IV•

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The sun rose in the direction it always rises in.

The birds chirped a monotonous tune it does , every day.

There was only one thing that changed.

The house was silent , unlike usual where soft buddist music would play in the background.

The breakfast was left untouched today , when it was always devoured by a woman.

But this time the food went cold.

Taehyung's favourite coffee cup was broken , as the pieces of the cutlery messily laid on the wooden floor.

Something was wrong.

The curtains looked like they were ripped by someone's long nails.

And a life less body laid on the floor , with a pained expression which one could easily make out how brutally she died.

Well now that was a mystery.

This death was not a normal one.

The police couldn't tell whether the victim died on her own or was killed.

And with out determining this , they couldn't start the investigation.

They thought it was a murder , but there wasn't a single scratch.

They thought it was a natural death , but the lens of the person's eyes were unusually purple and the skin stuck to the bone as if it already started to rot.

But since the cause of death was unknown the case got closed.

But it didn't leave the others who lived in the house in peace.

A girl sobbed uncontrollably.

" How did you're twin sister get here Angie ?"

Jungkook said.

There was no way a person who lived or was said to live in Thailand died here.

Since both of the girls had the same face (twins) , the mere reflection of Angie , was enough to remind her of her sister's horrible death after.

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• A MONTH LATER •

Jungkook headed towards the locked door to comfort Angie , but before he knocked on the door , Taehyung stopped him.

"Don't hyung."

He said in a faint voice.

"I think she needs sometime alone."

He whispered.

Jungkook nodded and agreed.

Took one last glance of the closed door and left from there.

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Angie's meals were always taken in only hours after the food was kept outside the door.

Taehyung and Jungkook were worried for her.

Taehyung would shove some snacks and a huge water bottle inside the window every day.

Jungkook would accompany Taehyung and also shove necessities inside.

1 month , 2 months , 3 months and 4 months.

The door never opened.

The window was the only means of seeing Angie.

Well , she would always hide her face.

Ever since then , no one saw her face.

Even Angie's parents couldn't see her.

Her psychologist said to let her be alone and let her come out when she wants to.

If the curtains are close , it means that Angie doesn't want to talk to anyone.

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Taehyung walked on the garden as the grass made a sound , Jungkook tagged along too.

" Do you think Angie will come outside?I mean , it has been a while."

Jungkook said and bit his lips.

" I don't know."

Taehyung replied with a shrug.

"It doesn't seem like that."

Jungkook hummed in response.

" Angie , open up , it's snack time."

Taehyung said opening the door.

" Here are some new clothes and soaps too.And there are other things too."

Jungkook said.

The window opened as she hid her face behind the fabric of the curtains.

Jungkook let a soft sigh and passed her bags full of things.

Before she closed the window , Taehyung asked , " Hey Angie , one last thing."

He looked at Jungkook.

" Won't you come outside , atleast outside the room.Its been a long time with out you."

Angie's shadow could be seen turning towards the direction of the window.

She shut the window close and pulled the curtains to block the view.

Jungkook almost cried seeing her state as Taehyung hugged him and patted his back.

They both walked inside to have their dinner.

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Sniffles could be heard outside Jungkook's room as Taehyung walked in and back hugged him.

"It's alright."

"Don't cry hyung."

" Just a few more days."

And some how , this always gave Jungkook some hope.

Some sort of hope.

Every time.











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