Chapter 18: Work Together

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Namjoon's P.O.V.

One minute I was screaming at Taehyung and Jin, and the next I was falling to the floor, my body moments feeling slow and weak. I felt a sting in the back of my neck as the needle was removed. Shortly afterwards, the world went black.

When I woke up, my eyes were immediately blinded by a bright light. Once my eyes adjusted, I began to look around the room. It was completely empty except for two bodies sprawled across the floor.

Yoongi and Jimin.

I quickly rushed to their side, checking for breathing and pulses, almost crying tears of joy when I found both alive. I paused for a moment and looked at the men.

Jimin was pale and bruised, his orange hair matted with blood. However, Yoongi looked much worse. His whole body was swollen and bruised, his shoulders and face cut, and his mint hair clotted with blood as well.

You did this to him you asshole. You can't blame anyone but yourself.

Looking down at the two men, I couldn't help but hate myself. Hate myself for giving Yoongi up, for allowing this to happen to my group, for being a shitty leader. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of movement, and I turned around to find Yoongi struggling to get up.

"Shit, fuck, shit." He said as he tried to prop himself up on his beaten arms.

I rushed over to his side and carefully helped him sit up. It wasn't until he was comfortably sitting that his eyes met mine and he realized who I was.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Your little plan to avoid Ryan with a decoy not work out so well?" He asked, his eyes dropping to the floor and refusing to look at me.

"What do you mean "my plan to avoid Ryan?" I didn't throw you in here to cover my ass- I wanted to find where Ryan was hiding out." I said, trying to convince the man. He just shook his head and kept his gaze on the floor, refusing to speak.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm a fucking idiot that gets so caught up in what I think is right that I don't think of other people. I'm sorry Yoongi. I never wanted any of this to happen to you." I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.

I couldn't bear the thought of him hating me, even though he had every right to.

"You are a fucking idiot and you don't always think of others, but I know you Namjoon. I know that what you do is always what you think is for the best. Don't get me wrong, I'm still pissed, but I don't hate you." Yoongi said, slightly smiling.

I smiled back at the man, about to respond when I felt another body slam into my side.  I fell back onto the floor, my body immediately becoming a punching bag for the aggressive man. I didn't fight back, I just accepted the beating- I felt like I deserved it.

"Jiminie! Get off Namjoon right now!" I heard Yoongi yell.

The punches stopped and Jimin started sobbing.

"Why Namjoon? Why did you do this to him? You just threw him away like a piece of shit?" Jimin asked, his concerned eyes staring over at Yoongi.

I was about to respond when Yoongi did. He started to explain the situation and began to calm down Jimin

I took this time to look for a way out. I went to the only door in the room, but it was locked. That's when I noticed the piece of paper attached to it.

If you want to get out, you're gonna have to work together. The key to the door is somewhere in this room. Good luck!

-Ryan

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