MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

23

Whoever you have buried in that grave, it's not her.

Whoever you have buried in that grave, it's not her.

Whoever you have buried in that grave, it's not her.

Whoever you have buried in that grave, it's not her.

His words echoed and echoed in my ears as I felt my blood boiling and freezing at the same time. I was sure I had no heart anymore, but right now, it's beating in my chest to the point it hurts, and I can't figure out if it's fear or rage.

My eyes darted around the guys, all of them besides Taehyung looking down and away from me.  

Namjoon swallowed deeply, looking at Jin who seemed to be shaking in fear, wiggling his fingers as he looked down.
Gyumin sunk deeper into his spot, his eyes nearly filling with tears as he avoided looking at me. Jungkook simply froze, turning into a full statue, and Hoseok stared straight at me, not uttering a word.

They knew. Of course they knew.

I got up and sprinted outside, running to get the shovel, and then straight to her grave.

I didn't stop to look.
I didn't stop to say hi.
I didn't even stop to read her name.

I pushed the shovel into the ground, stepping on it angrily and taking a chunck of the ground out. And again. And again.

It was honestly a blurry haze as I dug the grave in my manic state, hyperventilating from the rage and all the lies.

I felt how my lungs were about to collapse, but I was pushing through it, getting dizzy to the point that I fell down to my knees, and started clawing at the dirt. 

I took a few moments to pick myself back up, and started digging more. 

The more I dug, the more I came to realize that there is nothing there. I screamed at the ground, stabbing it repeatedly with the metal shovel, hoping for their own good that they didn't lie to me. 

Hoping that they didn't pretend like my wife was here.

Hoping that they didn't lie to my face when I kept asking if she was really here because I couldn't feel her. 

I spent days and nights here, crying and begging at the empty space. At nothing. And I knew it was nothing. I knew she wasn't here. 

Covered in dirt and breathing heavily, I was looking at the massive hole that I dug up, and nothing in it. I only dug 3 feet or so, but it's clear this ground was never touched before. They only dug the surface to make it seem like there's a lot underneath. To make it look like an actual grave.

I got down on my knees once again, and I cluthed the dirt in my hands, crying into the massive pit.

'Where are you? Where did they take you?' 

'I'm sorry.... I didn't know... I'm so sorry...' I weeped even more, for a millionth time apologizing to thin air. She is not here. 

Accepting the harsh truth that there is no one to cry to, I calmed myself down and looked up at the stone, reading her name over and over, now half covered with dirt that I flung around.

'I'll get you back. I promise I will get you home.' I wiped my face and got off the ground.

'But first, I'm going to kill all of them.'

Leaving the dug up, messy grave that I never need to come back to, I wrapped my trembling fingers around the wooden staff of the shovel, and walked back to the house with heavy feet.