The commotion attracted the attention of everyone in the house. Namjoon rushed downstairs and pulled Jungkook's hovering figure away from Zero.Zero spared him no explanation and simply rushed out of the kitchen..
Jungkooks bleeding fists were clenched at his sides.
'What is going on?', he asked.
Jungkook looked at him through his tear stained eyes like he hadn't realised that he was there.
'She's fucking lying!Yoongi isn't infected'.
Namjoon's face was devoid of any emotion. He had vowed to be strong no matter what life threw at him.
He followed Zero's running figure to the front door of the house. She swung the door so hard it almost came right off its hinges.
Hoseok and Taehyung were slowly retreating from Yoongi's standing figure. There was no mistaking what they saw with their own eyes.
Yoongi looked back at them with misty white eyes.
His newfound instincts led him to cower away from Zero's approaching figure.
'All of you should get back in the house', she demanded.
'No, I'm not leaving him alone', Namjoon countered.
The rest of them agreed with sad nods.
She groaned lightly before running towards Yoongi. She shoved him back with all her might. His body was thrown back by the force and his back connected with a tree.
'Stop it!' Jungkook cried out in a frantic voice., 'You're hurting him'.
Yoongi stood up too fast for her to carry out her plan. She wanted to find a way to knock him out.
She ran through the green grass and appeared behind him in a matter of seconds.
She leapt onto his back and wrapped her arm around his neck.
He growled and started sharply turning in an attempt to shake her off.
'Stop it!'
Namjoon held him back from approaching them.
'Calm down, if you go there he'll only end up hurting you', he warned him.
It was taking too long for his air supply to run out. Zero could only think of one way to end it.
'I'm so sorry Yoongi', she mumbled into the back of his neck.
She wrapped a single hand around his neck and snapped his windpipe like a twig.
She got off him and helped him cushion his fall when he collapsed to the grass.
She waited for the bones to snap into place. She raised the syringe in her hand, ready to watch the blue liquid stream into his body.
A hand roughly shoved her away from the man. She stumbled and fell harshly on the grass.
Jungkook stood over his friend in a protective stance.
'Did you do this to him?' he asked.
She shook her head.
'That's impossible', she denied.
She understood that he was simply lashing out because he was afraid. She tried hard not to let the way his words stung her. This was how a monster like her deserved to be treated.
'This is all your fault', he said through gritted teeth.
His teary eyes were brimming with hatred for her.
She cautiously stood up.
'If you don't let me help him, he will die'.
She clutched her hand into a fist so tightly that her nails pressed little bloody cresent shapes into her palm. If Jungkook kept attacking her she feared that the monster chanting in her head would fight back.
He luckily made the smart decision of stepping aside.
'We can't let the virus take over his brain. If he turns into a zombie, there will be no way to save him', she explained.
Jungkook grabbed her hand in desperation.
'Please save him'.
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