Wings (Yoongi)

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*Yoongi POV*

My heart wouldn't stop pounding in my chest. She was just laying there under the covers, lifeless. The tears stained her cheeks and I wasn't even sure if she wanted to see me when she wakes up.

The worst part about it was the fact everyone wouldn't shut up about wanting to know what happened. "Yoongi you need to tell us, is Jooheon dead?" Namjoon asked. I stayed silent. My eyes locked on Heavens sleeping body.

"Where is Zico?"

"I.M, Shownu?"

"Did he try to kill her? What's wrong with her?"

They just wouldn't shut up. "Shut up!" I yelled. "Just shut up! Can we not go a fucking day without thinking about this shit!?" I exploded. "No! Jooheon is not dead! Zico is! And I don't know where I.M and Shownu are! Heaven is dying because of me! Jungkook is actually dying because of me." that last sentence hit me hard.

Jungkook is dying because of me. This is all my fault. Its not even the first time he has been like this, and both times it was me. I hate myself.

Everyone was staring at me with shocked faces. "Yoongi..." Maggie spoke up in a soft voice. "Are you okay?"

"Okay?" I asked her. "Am I okay? No I'm not fucking okay." I said before storming out of the room and through the building before heading out of the building. I got outside and the snowing had stopped. Just like that, stopped. Huh, the world is such a fascinating place isn't it. I rolled my eyes.

Jesus, what if she doesn't wake up? What if Jungkook doesn't get better? I chuckled to myself before bawling up my fist and punching a brick wall in the alley. What the hell have I done?

I'm going to fix this. Jooheon will be dead and I'll revenge all that he has done, especially to her and Zico.

I leaned my back against the wall and slid down until my butt touched the ground. What am I going to do? I sighed and covered my face with my hands.

When I looked back up I seen Namjoon standing in front of me. "Yoongi?" he asked.

I looked at him Before looking away. "Yeah?"

"What is really going on?" he asked sitting next to me. "I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything."

He was right. Namjoon listens to everything I say and will try to help me through any struggle I go through. "Its not as easy to explain as I want it to be." I scoffed.

"Try me." Namjoon spoke with a smile.

I sat up right before explaining. "Well, I went with Zico to get the money for Jooheon. We had to use the money that Zicos mom saved for him to repay Jooheon when we got there. But, when we got there it was a trap. All along. Heaven was on her way there with I.M and Shownu, I don't know what happened to them..."

Namjoon nodded. "What happened with Jooheon." he asked.

"Me and Zico gave him the money, he was with Ravi." I rolled my eyes.

Namjoon did the same. "Wow."

I nodded. "I know, but once he had his money he said he still wants me dead." I paused and swallowed hard. "They killed him." tears pricked my eyes. "They killed Zico, right in front of me."

Namjoon was silent before speaking up. "I can't believe this...are you hurt? Physically? Mentally?"

"Mentally." I paused. "He didn't hurt me. He tied me up in the back of a train car and sent me somewhere. I don't remember...but that's where I found Heaven." anger boiled in my blood from remembering all the guys looking at her. "Jooheon practically enslaved her and she was a dancer."

"A dancer?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow. " a stripper?"

I bawled my fists up. "Yes, it was fucking awful. Why do you think she was wearing that sinful excuse for clothes?" he didn't respond, I continued. "We ran away from him and boarded the train back here." I didn't want to finish as my chest tightened just thinking about it.

Namjoon cleared his throat and sighed. "Then what? What happened to her?"

I knew he wanted to hear the story. I didn't want to say anything. I pursed my lips together, pretending I didn't hear him.

He grabbed my arm. "Yoongi, what happened to her?" he looked directly at me. I knew this wasn't something to be brushed off.

"We got in an argument." I spoke finally. "I was so stressed and I pushed her over the edge. We were yelling at each other and finally she said she was done with me. She broke up with me Namjoon." I felt a lump in my throat. "I highly doubt she wants anything to do with me."

"Don't say that." Namjoon said quickly. "I know that neither of you could go a day without being with each other. You didn't sleep while she was gone, I bet she didn't either."

I was quiet. "She said she was done."

"So what, she is your girl. I know you know that." he said smiling.

I looked away from him. "What if she doesn't want to get back with me?"

Namjoon pushed me. "Shut up."

"What?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Shut up!" he yelled.

"Why?" I was confused.

He pushed me again before pulling me to my feet. "Go in there and see if she is awake." he shoved me through the hotel doors. "Go talk to your women."