[Book #1 of the FIRE Trilogy]
deranged › completely unable to think normally or behave in a controlled way, especially because of psychological abnormalities
But what is normal?
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I backed into the wall, alarmed by the d...
When I woke up, Jimin was here this time. I snuggled closer to him for warmth and that seemed to have woken him up.
"Baby, you up?" Jimin asked.
"Yea." I answered, rubbing my eye.
He placed a kiss on my forehead and got up to put some clothes on. I just laid there staring at his toned back and the smooth way he moved.
He went out of the room and came back in after a while. "Yerin, I'm going out."
I nodded, "Are you going to..." I didn't want to say 'murder someone', but I think he got the point anyway. He shrugged. He grabbed something and was about to leave the house when I stopped him.
"Jimin... You need to let me out sooner or later... I've already missed shifts of my jobs, and my father will get angry if I don't sent him money soon."
"No." He simply stated, and left the house. I was once again locked in Jimin's apartment by myself. I got up, put clothes on, and went to the bathroom.
As I looked into the mirror I realized there were some obvious hickeys on my neck, and even more on my collarbone when I pulled down my jumper. I sighed, hoping they'd go away soon.
I got my laptop after finding something to eat and decided to kill time browsing the internet.
However, after a while, the lock to the front door started jiggling as if someone was trying to get in. I hesitatingly got up form the sofa and approached the door.
"Jimin?" I said. The jiggling stopped. Suddenly it opened, but not by Jimin.
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"Jungkook?" I recognized this man to be the one talking to Jimin the other day. "What are you doing here?"
"Ah, did Jimin-hyung kidnap you? How typical of him." He chuckled, and went to sit on the sofa without an invitation.
"Why are you here? No one payed you kill me right?" I asked.
"If I wanted to kill you I would have done it before you even knew I was here. And I don't kill random people, I'm a good person." He smiled.
I looked back at the door, "How did you get in? Wasn't it locked?...Oh did you pick it?"
He nodded with another smile. I sighed, "Seriously though, why are you here?"
He chose to ignore my question once again and gazed around the apartment, "Haven't been here in ages! Last time I was here was years ago."
"Have you known Jimin for long?" I asked.
"Yea, I've known him since we were children. It's funny how we both ended up doing similar things."
"How did you end up becoming a contract killer?" I have always wondered how someone can just decide to do killing as their profession, and I figured I could find out from a person that did so himself.
