The Ones Who Stray From The Omelas||k.th/j.jk (REWRITING)

Four

J.JK POV

I walk down the streets I thought were innocent in disgust. How could they do such a thing to someone innocent? Why can't criminals feel pain? Surely we could bring in people from the surrounding cities instead of using innocent people.

I walk down till I find the place I'm looking for; the basement. It feels cold down these streets. I guess it's because not many people travel them. My eyes hurt as I squint into the darkness trying to find any indication it was this way. Anyone could be lurking around the corners waiting for their next victim and I didn't want that.

"Help me!!" Someone screams muffled. His voice is deep but you can hear the pain behind his words.

"Shut it before I don't feed you." Another person says. The voice was feminine. I hear footsteps coming my way and I quickly cling to the wall in attempts that they won't see me in the pitch black. The footsteps quickly fade and I sneak into the door she came from. It's dark and small, not much bigger than the janitor closets at school. I look around and see a boy huddled up in the corner. I can see the tear stains on his cheeks and his body looks all bone.

"Please don't hurt me," He says muffled through his tears that begin to flow. I gently walk towards him and bend down making him shift farther back.

"Shh, I'm not going to hurt you. I want to help" I explain and he looks at me with his deep brown eyes. I look closer at his face. His blonde hair is sticking to his forehead with sweat and his cheeks are hollowed in from lack of nutrition but his eyes still sparkle. They sparkle with something I would call hope. He quickly turns away before I can admire his features more. 

"You can't help me. Even if you did you'd risk your happiness so just let me die in this basement where I belong." He says and I turn him over to face me.

"What if I told you I don't only feel happiness?" I ask and he furrows his eyebrows. 

"That's impossible" He states and I shake my head.

"I'm living proof that you're wrong and that's why I want to help you," I explain and he shakes his head.

"You don't even know me and you want to help a mess like me?" He asks and I nod.

"It's nice to meet you Kim Taehyung, I'm Jeon Jungkook and I promise to get you out of here if it's the last thing I do."

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Author's note: Wowza I hope this okay. I'm trying but I really suck at placing commas and stuff. Please feel free to tell me if there are any mistakes! (The free version of Grammarly only helps so much)