Hellscape High

Anything for you pt3

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Jisung had never thought he would've had to clean that much blood off of a pavement and yet there they were.

"...so Felix and the others come back when?" Minho asked.

Jisung was trying to ignore what he was doing all togheter but the cracking of bones under the butcher knife was enough to make their skin crawl.

"Ehm... they went clubbing so... 4? 5 am?"

"Good. We technically have enough time to get rid of everything"

"How...?" Jisung mumbled, trying not to cry again at the seeming impossibility of such a task.

"I have a plan"

Ji was lightheaded. She felt like everything was going in slow motion: the movement of his arms as they scrubbed blood out of every corner, Minho's words and even their own thoughts.

"What...plan?" they managed to ask.

"We burn him in the forest behind the park. Piece by piece. Make sure it just looks like a regular camping fire. There's an abbandoned factory back there, I discovered it thanks to Hwa and Joong... we deal there sometimes. In the back a huge metal container still stands, as tall as two people on top of eachother and it's always filled with rain water. We take the remains...you know, bones and such...put them in a plastic bag with a bunch of heavy stones and chuck them in. They'll sink to the bottom. Noone will know"

It's not a bad plan...

Jisung tried to think, but it was starting get hard...just like it was getting hard to move.

"How...do you...know they won't...check...?" he said, words barely coming out.

"They never do... that place has been abbandoned for ages. Besides, if in the future someone decides to do something with it I'll know since it's a dealing spot. And I can go get the bag back. We can find another place where to hide it"

Minho brought the knife down on the guy's wrist, crushing bones along with tissue and veins. He felt wet with blood all over but a weird optimism had filled him.

I'll have to bleach the blood out of our clothes... but we could actually achieve this. We could get out of this without even being suspects...

"Is the floor clean? The earlier we get to the park the more time we have to burn this bastard properly"

Nothing answered but silence.

"....Ji?"

....

Minho's heartbeat picked up and he left it all there, severed hand along with the knife and rushed to the other side of the room.

Jisung was messily spread on the floor, eyes half closed half open.

"What's happening?? Ji, JI PLEASE ANSWER ME"

Minho was officially panicking.
He took the other's shoulders and shook him but Ji just staid limp, like she had lost consciousness.

"JISUNG!!" Min screamed.

He slapped their face and finally received a reaction.

"Ugh...whaaat...." Ji whined weakly.

Minho let out a breath of relief:
"Don't scare me like that... are you tired?"

"I...can't feel...my arms..." Jisung mumbled in return.

"Huh?"

"I'm just so...sleepy..."

Fuck.

Minho ran to the living room, liquid terror running through his veins.

The pill box was still there. Abbandoned near the couch.

As he picked it up, Minho couldn't conceal a shudder.

Those weren't addys. They were sleeping pills. And Jisung had taken a fucking handful of them.

Minho ran a hand through his hair as his breathing picked up.

This is so bad. So goddamn bad.

He walked back and showed Ji the box.

"How many of these do you usually take?"

Ji took a while to answer but thankfully they did:
"...One?"

Minho tried his absolute best not to scream.

I have to call an ambulance. He fucking overdosed I need to call- But if I do they'll see... I need to call them an ambulance.

"What's... wrong...Min..?" Ji asked innocently with her tiny little sleepy voice.

"Nothing, baby"

FUCKING EVERYTHING IS WRONG GOD DAMN IT.

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It's taking me so goddamn long to finish this yall- jesus.