"Jimin.....Why is there blood on your hands?"
The words tripped off of your tongue as your lips trembled. You could feel the blood rushing to your head as your body hung upside down like this. Both of your arms restrained to the ninety degree angl...
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It had been two weeks since she's spoken to him. He just carried on with his usual activities, stalking. He wanted to know if she truly thought he was the enemy. He watched her as she danced in the middle of the floor with some random as the golden light from inside illuminated the darkness of the outside. She looked so perfect in her silver party dress and her bruises were no longer visible.
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"So what happened to our dinner plans for the other night, Jimin?"
Jimin sat in that darn red cushioned chair again, right in the middle of the room. Oh how he hated this chair. It brought back memories he didn't want to remember. The new head mistress, Lilith, sat on the edge of her throne as if something was bothering her. Jimins posture was lazy, slump with one leg stretched out as the other foot propped against the ground. The expression on his face told Lilith's curious mind everything.
"You're disappointed, my love. " she says, watching his eyes trail up to hers as she spoke to him. The look in his eyes could've sent shivers through her spine. Nothing but darkness, rage, and sickness.
Jimin P. O. v
"Have you seen Hara lately?" Once she asked if i had seen her, I could feel my body regurgitate this horrible emotional feeling. All of a sudden, I couldn't control the urge to pull at my hair while trying to compress these horrible feelings.
"Why are you avoiding her, love? You're going against our pact, Jimin, this is why the devil is punishing you!"
"I can't! I feel even worse when I'm with her, why is that so hard for you to understand? I want to slit my throat when I'm with her... I just can't stop the thoughts. When I'm around Hara it's like I forget to eat, sleep, and just live."
Lilith scoffs, clicking her tongue at my words. "Do you want to die, Jimin? " she says with a stern expression on her face.
"We fucking worship the chemical imbalance that YOU feel when it comes to obsession! We want to feel that! That beauty of obsession... and you want to throw it all away because of emotional instability, something we long for? Have you forgotten who we are, Jimin? Have you become a peasant, Jimin?"
I shake my head as she stands up and gestures the guards to move toward me. "You wouldn't be feeling so much 'pain' if you just followed the rules. All you have to do is be around her, that's it! Why must you torture yourself with these outside conspiracies? "
Her hand crashes into my face before she wraps it around my throat. Looking into her dark soulless eyes, I smirk before asking her a question. "What about you? Have you seen Jungkook?" She glares at me after my question and her grip tightens on my neck.
"My mother died because of your silly little games!"
Lilith yells as she pulls a knife from her pocket. She hands it to me before moving out of the way as a young woman I've never seen before enters.
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