The Addictive Taste Of Shadows

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POV of Jennie:

It's been a week since I'm stuck here. This asshole hadn't left my side for the entire time, and I've tried to kill him plenty of times, but I've never succeeded. I'm now stuck in this room, the fucker even locked the windows since I've jumped from it two days ago, my bones are still aching from the fall. I sighed at my situation and played with the necklace Taehyung gave me. Just then, the closed door slammed open, and the asshole got in.

" So, how's my darling doing?" He smiled while approaching me.

" was better before I saw your face," I said while smirking at him.

" Drop that attitude, and follow me," he said while grabbing my arms.

" fucking let me go asshole" I kicked his abdomen making him stumble back.

" You are getting more and more bratty I think I should get back to my old methods" he grabbed my and dragged me to the basement, he threw me there and smiled before closing the door.

I looked at the blood stains and the torture devices. I clenched to my necklace and closed my eyes, hoping this nightmare would end soon.

POV of Jisoo:

I was devastated, angry at myself for not stopping Jennie from leaving, from being utterly useless. I stood quietly and watched as Suga and Jimin slowly reached their downhill. Each night, they'd come wasted and covered in blood. I've seen Lisa blaming herself for all of this. She would close her room and cry the whole time and not leave it till mid day. Rose was nowhere to be seen. She would stay at her room the whole day and leave at night to grab food. Jin was just like me sitting and observing as everyone broke down. Jungkook was not only blaming himself for letting Jennie go, he thinks that if only he hadn't throw a scene that day the others would've found a way to bring back Lisa without losing a member of their family. J-hope and RM were dividing their time between work and home, Jhope was throwing more jokes than usual and was trying to make the others at least a little bit happier. RM even tried to throw away his cold behavior and smile more often, but nothing was working. Taehyung was nowhere to be seen at home. He was either at the company or at the warehouse. The only time I saw him was when he came to take a document. He looked colder than usual. The only thing he told me was to call him if there was an emergency and to take care of myself. I sighed at our situation and hope that sooner things get better.

POV of Jennie:

I can't scream.

My lungs won't expand. My breaths keep coming in short gasps. My chest feels too tight and my throat is closing up and I'm trying to shout and I can't, I can't stop wheezing, thrashing my arms and trying desperately to breathe but the effort is futile. No one can hear me. No one will ever know that I'm dying, that there's a hole in my chest filling with blood and pain and such unbearable agony and there's so much of it, so much blood, hot and pooling around me and I can't, I can't, I can't breathe-

I stormed out of this so-called nightmare breathing hardly while clenching my chest, I couldn't breathe. I was gasping for air, and tears were fallen of my eyes like a river, I don't want to die now, not here, I c-cant. Darkness was slowly swallowing me, I gasped for the last time and closed my eyes. Just then, I heard a familiar voice, a deep voice that sent a comfort through my body. I felt a hand closing my mouth and another wiping my tears.

" Breathe through your nose.... I'm here... it's gonna be ok" I followed through his words and thankfully started to gain breath, I tried to reach the hands, but there was nothing, I opened my eyes and tried to look through the darkness for the voice, but I guess it was only an illusion.

I sat and laughed at my misery.

I guess it's written in my fate to roat in suffering.

I hugged my knees and stared at the nothingness.