𝐍𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 || 𝐀 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

10 - Love

Nabi's POV

I felt numb. I didn't know what to believe anymore. I felt hopeless and conflicted with emotions. My thoughts were all over the place. I felt suffocated and uncomfortable.

I knew I had seen Jungkook annihilate that poor girl. But he's saying he didn't? And I just happened to wake up in his bed moments after he yelled at me for sneaking around? It felt unreal, like he had done something to me.

But I knew I couldn't say anything. If I overstep my boundaries and show him how set I am on the fact that I definitely saw him kill that girl, he might just lose his cool and snap my neck in half. I hated staying here. I hated my brothers.

Life with them is nothing short of pure hell. I'm not allowed to do anything because they make me fear for my life. The only good thing i can think of them is the fact that they are great at cuddling. That's it.

Maybe their wealth too, but I don't think I'll be alive for long to enjoy it.

"Jungkook?" My voice shook as I finally gained the courage to ask him. What made everything scarier was the fact that it was still pitch dark outside, and I was quite literally caged in his arms.

The heavy duvet was over both our bodies, letting me only view his face. "Hmm?" He hums, his eyes still closed. Gulping a lump down my throat, I asked him "Would you... would you ever kill me?"

"Why would I want to?" He frowns, opening his eyes. "I don't know... but if I fuck up really badly, would you?" I was nearly inaudible. This could go two ways. Either Jungkook helps me calm down, or he gets mad at me for assuming he'd ever do that to me out of all people. I'm praying it's not the latter.

"Never. I love you, a lot" He says, cupping my face. I just nodded, not really believing it. It was hard to distinguish between a truth and a very well-said lie.

My head was starting to hurt. I couldn't stop thinking about what I had witnessed earlier.

He sighed "I killed her" I didn't expect him to confess just like that. "I know" I mumbled, looking away. I felt my blood boiling. So he had lied to me, and I wasn't just having a dilemma for no reason. I turned my body away from him, no longer wanting to see his face.

Groaning, he turns me to face him "Hey, look at me. I'm sorry for lying to you and gaslighting you, but I had to. There's somethings that are just confidential and I'm not allowed to say shit"

"Then why'd you tell me just now? Why didn't you just keep your filthy secret and manipulate me into thinking I'm delusional?" I asked with teary eyes, not believing his bullshit.

"Because I'm trying my best to be a good brother, for fuck's sake!" He burst out. I flinched violently. Until now, our conversation was civil and within the limits. Having an angry demon in the room with you at an ungodly hour of the night isn't pleasant in any way.

He stopped the moment he saw the way I reacted. "I'm sorry... I just—fuck. Look, I'm going to tell you some shit and you have to promise to keep your mouth zipped, do you understand?" He asks in a slightly more hushed tone, maybe to make sure nobody else gets awakened.

I nodded timidly, not knowing what to expect. "Jimin, Taehyung and I. All of us get into this murder business. Jimin Hyung didn't want you to know about this because he didn't want you to be scared of us. I find that stupid because regardless of what we do, you'll be terrified"

Nothing i didn't suspect already.

"I promised myself I'd be a good brother to you, and I just— I don't want it to be meaningless. I want to stick to that promise. I can't with the way you looked at me, I felt so fucking guilty. You can't tell Jimin about this, or else we'd both get in trouble" He cupped my face in both his hands.