Heart Stabber - Vmin

15.

Jimin's POV

Jungkook's voice rang in my ears as I pushed through a massive metal door.

Oddly there were no guards around so I presume I'm allowed in this area of the prison.

It's in the opposite direction to where I get led out of prison to leave though so I suppose I'm just going deeper into the prison.

But could Taehyung seriously be a murderer?

I know I just needed to get away from him and Jungkook but could this information seriously be true?

Is that why Taehyung has never spoken about his crime?

My thoughts however were interrupted when I heard a light croaky voice coming from the right.

My eyes scanned over to an older male with black hair, transitioning into grey hair with a stubble beard.

He held onto the metal bars while his dark brown eyes stared back at me.

His tongue flickered on his top rosy lip before he spoke again, "Would you mind opening the cell mate? My friends locked me in." He stated.

"Oh yeah, sure." I commented walking over to him.

I pulled down a lever beside his cell and the cell door started to mechanically open.

However an uneasy feeling started in my lower belly seeing a smirk rise on the males lips.

His tongue flicked again, creeping me out as I stepped back feeling unsure about this male now.

He seemed less creepy from a distance.

My eyes scanned the surroundings as he slowly walked out of his cell.

They cast over a sign on this side of the door which read 'Platform E'.

However this platform sounded familiar, but I've never been here before.

~ Flashback ~

"There is worse platforms than this one?" I asked Taehyung while gulping.

Again, I saw a charming smile on Taehyung's tanned lips spread into a smirk.

He pulled his body up from the ground, slowly walking towards me.

He bent from his waist down so that his face came to my sitting height, as I sat on my bunk bed.

"Platform E is the worst, you don't wanna go anywhere near there," Taehyung started saying, his voice cold and flat.

Shivers ran down my spine as I stared at him with wide eyes.

"There are serial killers who'd beg you through their metal locked rooms to be let out, because they almost never are let out. And when they get let out with other people, including you, they'd chop every single one of your fingers off and then turn you into their dinner." Taehyung stated coldly.

~ End of flashback ~

My eyes widened remembering Taehyung's words in my brain.

My eyes glanced back over to the male and my heart rate increased dramatically seeing a tiny metal spoon in his grip.

I quickly dashed to open the door, my hand brushing the cool metal handle but the male grabbed a hold of my shoulders, forcing me back against the wall opposite his cell.

His other hand quickly and firmly clasped over my mouth before any sound could leave my lips.

"Aren't you a pretty boy." He creepily coed while placing the spoon below my chin.