Can You Trust Me? (Yandere Jimin x Reader)

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     This chapter request was from: JaylinMccarley   

Shout outs to her for requesting this! (Lets just see how good my writing skills are XD)

I watched as the blood ran down the drain. I felt satisfied, I had a burning sensation, probably coming from my ankle's. It sent thrills up my spine to my head.

I sighed, walked out of the bathroom. I felt a slight pain when I stepped on the ground with my foot, but I avoided it.

~Jimin's POV~

I hoped (Y/N) hadn't done anything while I was away. I sat on the floor of the empty practice room. I drew circles on the wooden floor with my fingers. "How could I get her to trust me again..." I tangled my hands in my hair.

Tears fell on the floor. I wiped them with my pants. I got up. I grabbed my stuff and left the studio. I was mumbling idea's when I heard a voice. "You want that?" It was a girl.

I turned around. She was leaning on the side of a building. One of her eyebrows was raised. "Me?" I pointed to myself. "Yeah... Do you really want that?" She pushed herself from the wall.

"What?" I raised my eyebrow. "Do you really want to bring him back?" Her face went black. "Um..." I looked the other way.

She put her face really close to mine. "There are extreme consequences... What would he do to you? He would risk you.... With (Y/N)." She smirked.

"How the hell do you know (Y/N)?" I backed up. "I know, things." She giggled. "You're creepy..." I raised my eyebrow. "I know, now... Do you really want to bring Alex back?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Y-yeah... If it would make (Y/N) happy..." I looked down. "Okay, now... Do you know where you killed him?" She asked me. "Um... Our old school..." I gulped. "Do you know where the funeral was?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Um... Yeah, at the park..." I looked the other way. "Which park?" She said, her voice getting annoyed. "The one next to the school..." I looked at her.

"Great, okay... What did you do with the weapon?" She asked. "Buried it..." I looked down. "Were you at the funeral?" She asked me. "No." I looked back up.

"Perfect... Okay, so... Find the weapon, that you killed him with." She smiled. "Then what?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Just find the weapon first." She spat. "Fine." I ran to my car. I got inside and turned the engine on.

~~ ~~

I parked. I ran towards the area that I remembered killing him. I stopped. The terrible memories filled my brain.

I shook the out, running towards a garbage dump.

I moved it out of the way. A tiny crack, under it was a dirt pile. I moved it off, revealing a knife, the blood was still on it, all dried up.

I took it, covering the whole. I ran back to my car quickly. I drove off back to the studio.

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(LOL, lots of skips!)

"Now what?" I asked her. "Now, you got to get blood of yourself, and the blood of a family member of his... I assume (Y/N)..." She smiled.

"Cut (Y/N)!? Why the hell would I do that?" I yelled. "If you want to make her happy.." She frowned.

'Go ahead Jimin, I'll ruin your relationship with (Y/N)...' I heard Alex's voice in the back of my head. 

'You know what... I've been tired of waiting, come back to your apartment... She'll know what you tried to do with the knife...' His voice echoed in my head.

"Sorry... I can't..." I dropped the knife. I ran to my car. "Hey wait!" I heard the girls voice.

I turned the car on. I sped towards the building.

~(Y/N)'s POV~

'(Y/N)...' Alex's voice filled the room. I looked up. I was on my bed, just looking at my foot.

"(Y/N), Jimin is harmful..." I saw Alex in front of me. "I know." I bit my lip. "He's coming home soon..." He told me.

He told me what Jimin was doing. "He was going to hurt me? I don't want you to be alive Alex, you've been gone, and it's where you are now... I really don't want to sound rude..." I cried.

"It's fine...." He looked down. I heard a knock on the door. "Bye, (Y/N)..." Alex faded away.

I looked around. I walked to the door. I waited at the door, deciding if I would open the door or not. "I'm sorry (Y/N)... Please open the door." I heard Jimin say.

I touched the handle. "Please... I wasn't going to hurt you... I wanted to make you happy..." Jimin banged on the door, making me jump.

I grabbed the handle. I slowly turned it, I slightly cracked it open. I got over my fear quickly, I swung the door open.

Jimin was standing there. "I'm sorry..." He came to hug me. "Don't touch me..." I growled. "Why would you bring back Alex? That wouldn't make me happy, it would scare me... He'd practically be a zombie." 

"But..." He tried to reach for my hand. "I said don't touch me!" Pulling my hand back. "I've had it... You're sick Jimin." I spat.

"First, you kidnapped me, and then drugged me... You abused me... You claimed me as your property, you murdered Alex, my own brother!" I said in a low tone.

"I don't see why I should trust you... You had your chance, you can't just trust a random stranger... What if she didn't even know how to bring Alex back? What if she just wanted to hurt me!?" I said, anger filled my chest.

I stepped aside so Jimin could get in. "You come find me, when you've realized how wrong you've been.... That you broke the law..." I walked out of our apartment.

I took my phone. I scrolled through contacts and pressed one that I didn't want to press. "Hello?"

"Jungkook?"