MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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JIMIN POV

I hit the bag until the leather surface became stained and smudged with blood that seeped through my knuckles. Even the wrap I put on didn't help because I went too hard on it, trying to rid myself of my frustration.

I could feel how much weaker I have gotten. All the weight loss got to me more than I thought. I did get some back, but that's barely any to compare it to the strength I once had. I can feel how my muscles are getting tighter the more I push. I can feel how my lungs are constricting my air more than they ever had. I can feel how tired I'm getting, although I have been here a while. I do not want to be up there.

I stopped when I felt my fingers tingling from all the punches, and the bag had slight dents in it, coloured with more red paint. Legs it is.

Instead of giving up, I've gone ever worse, kicking the bag with all my strength, watching it sway from side to side with each kick. I overdid it on this as well, and when I looked at my bare feet, they were red and bruised, with my toes lightly bleeding from constant scraping against the leathery material. I chose to ignore it and continued kicking the bag until I heard voices coming closer.

'... not to hurt yourself again.'

'You should try not to hurt me. I got the most injuries from you.'

'Then learn how to fight and you won't have any.'

Jungkook and Gyumin were bickering on their way over, and then stopped talking when they saw me. And not feeling like cleaning up 2 bodies, I abandoned my bag and walked away.

'Hyung, do you wanna train with us?'

I'm about to kill this kid.

I just walked past them like they're not there, hearing Jungkook telling Gyumin to give me time.

I don't need time. Not from them. I need them to fuck off and leave me alone. If they don't, I'll just leave this house.

I really need to eat, but if there is anyone there, I'll just go out.

Of course. Jin is there.

'You hungry? I can make you-'

He stopped talking as I obviously wasn't listening, and instead, I walked away and up the stairs. I'll go out. I don't care.

I showered and changed and headed straight for the door, but I can't even do that in peace. Hella ran to me all happy, wagging her tail as she made circles around me.

'Fine. Come with me.'

She barked and ran out ahead of me, looking like she was running on batteries. She started sprinting left and right, and then I got an idea. I might as well start working on my cardio. Running, and if I bring her, it's two in one. She needs to be walked and all that. But that's for tomorrow. Right now, I need to eat.

I drove with her to the more dodgy part of the town and sat down at one of the food places outside. It's not like restaurants allow dogs, and I don't particularly feel like going into one.

She laid down next to me, looking like a big spoiled brat sunbathing on the floor, with her tongue sticking out. Anyone who passed by looked and chuckled at her. She only moved when she smelt the food, and her whiney begging started. Lucky for her that I got way too much so she had a fair share. Pig.

Not wanting to go back yet, I had a different idea.

I drove to the site, finding the same rubble as last time. All flattened and destroyed. No one touched the place. And it seems that all the rain washed away all the blood that was here. At least where she died.