Three Options [JINKOOK]

Chapter 14

Seokjin p.o.v

It wasn't like I was shaken up after the horrifying events that took place a couple of minutes ago. I was terrified. In fact, I couldn't stop my body from shaking for the first ten minutes. But I knew I have to pull myself together for the next step. 

I sat there in the bathtub, thinking. Thinking like I'd never think before.

I already knew I had only three options left. First, I could let the cops catch me and put me in jail for murder without bail. Second, I could go present myself as guilty which would probably end up in the same situation as the first one. Lastly, I could try not to get caught. I could fog the murder and run away somewhere. 

The third one sounded good enough. So I forgot about the first two and started working on the last. 

It was like a maze. There're ways in and out. But they also have dead ends, booby traps and deep pits. I knew I had to be careful about them. One wrong step, I'd be busted. Covering up a murder wasn't easy as it sounds. It needed more thinking. More planning. 

I started from the beginning. Played the scenarios in my head like a movie. Poked around through the mistakes and possibilities. 

The first and most important thing was, not letting anybody know. Not your neighbours, relatives or even your parents. No outsiders. And I was sure no one knows yet because they possibly couldn't have heard any of the gun shots. Our apartment had sound-proof walls and they assured we could practice gun fighting inside the condos as a joke, when my family first came here for a check out.

So my first problem was solved. 

Then came the second one. Which happened to be take cared with great responsibility. 

The corpse. Plus the trail of blood. 

.....................

I sat there for an hour or two. 

And when I came out, I had everything planned. 

Yes, I felt guilty. My brother's shot dead and here I was making sick plans of getting away with it. But I knew I had no choice. As I was already on the verge of going insane, I didn't want any more drama. I wanted to run away from it. Escape it while I still had the chance to. 

I put on some clothes I found on the couch and walked back into Taehyung's room to wake Jungkook up. Now, I knew I needed to be careful about the way I was supposed to break the news. One wrong word, he's gonna freak out. So I sat next to him and jolted his shoulders as softly as I could, just like the way I used to wake him up. 

"Jungkookie?" I called out into his ears. "Jungkookie? Are you alright?"

He didn't budge. Of course he won't because he wasn't in a sleep. He was blackened out. I leaned forward and picked up the water decanter from the nightstand. Put my hand in and sprayed the water on Jungkook's face. His eyes fluttered open in a lazy way. 

"J-Jin hyung?" he croaked as he tried to get up. 

"Sweetie, are you alright?" I asked in worry. He's still too young to handle this and I knew it very well. 

Jungkook stumbled upright and fell into a deep silence. I let him think. After some minutes, his eyes teared up and face went pale as a ghost. His lips wobbled and hands clasped tightly on his knees. 

"A-Are you alright, honey?" I asked again, touching his arm. He flinched at the sudden contact and snapped his head at me. Tears ran down his face.