fixa

thirteen

i stare at Changhyun, accidentally lowering my guard. but for some reason, I don't expect him to attack. and he doesnt.

i lower my hand, my mouth agape as we stare at each other. he has a sad smile on his face, and only the upper half of his body his leaning against the wall behind him

"Changhyun.. don't do this," i whisper, shaking my head. i drop the knife, and the pounding behind me dies down a little, just to the occasional shout.

"Don't do what, yoongi?" He responds, no evident emotion in his voice. what am I supposed to even think right now?

"Don't hold jimin just to get back at me. whatever we were ended years ago. it's over. just find somebody new, Changhyun. I'm not the one for you. you don't need me anymore," i say, and he shakes his head.

"You don't get it, yoongi. im still in love with you. I can't just get over you. love doesn't just.. end. sometimes you can't notice something you chose to ignore for so long. But yoongi if you really try... your love will come back. you still live me. I know you do," he says, pulling me closer.

"i dont love you, not anymore," i say. im determined to make changyuns false love for me die.

"love lasts forever. you love me," he says, his hands cupping my neck.

"Changhyun..." i whisper, pressing my hands against his chest

"it doesn't. i dont love you, not like that. I stopped loving you a long time ago. just let jimin go. if you love me, you'd let me be happy with my boyfriend, danger free," i  say, and he shakes his head as I talk.

"yoongi, it's not over. not yet. it's not that easy. I love you so much that it's blinding, and I will kill jimin just so you have no choice but to love me. at this point I don't care if it's fake, as long as i get you to myself," he whispers, his face inching closer aand closer. his arms wrap around my shoulders, and his eyes are trained on my lips.

"if you even touch jimin, i will kill you," i say, watching as his face is shadowed by my head.

"i ordered people to kill you when I die so we can be together, even in the afterlife," he says, and everything he says is hitting me hard.

"what am i supposed to do then? about jimin?" i ask. he smiles a little at me.

"jimin doesn't matter right now, yoongi. just, please, do something for me," he asks, and i raise an eyebrow.

"will you kiss me? just one last time, please," he asks, curling his finger into the fabric of my shirt.

"one last time before what?" i say, but he doesn't respond. he presses his lips against mine, and it all feels so familiar. I know how he kisses, I know this feeling. i dont want to lead him on, so I don't get too intimate. he breathes against me as he pulls back, letting his eyes stay closed for a few long seconds.

"i love you, yoongi," he says, and he takes the gun i forgot i was holding, holds it to his chin, and shoots himself. i dont have time to protest, and it all moves too fast.

part of my heart dies a little, because I did love Changhyun. a long time ago. I wasn't in love with him anymore, but I still cared for him, and this hurts so bad.

i sit on the ground, next to Changhyun, staring at him. is it this easy to lose somebody?

suddenly, Jimin comes into the room, running over to me. he pulls me up and out of the room, and i can barely run on my feet.

"come on, yoongi. i found a way out," he says, and I finally come to my senses. he takes me into a room, pulling me through a window. we run, and run, all the way around the building, to my car. I start it, driving as fast as I can.

"we can't stay here, Jimin. they're gonna kill me, or you. we're gonna go to my mom's house, and then we're gonna leave after that. I don't know where. but i know where they are. we're gonna get them jimin, we're gonna be okay," i say as we reach the apartment. it feels just like the night jimin almost died. we're packing things we need, and we're out.

the drive is going to be two hours long.

we're in the car, and it's been ten minutes. the car smells like blood, my clothes are dried with it. the bandana is hanging loose around my neck, and my hair is all messed up.

"what happened, yoongi?" jimin says finally.

"i already said-"

"yoongi, I don't care. you have to tell me. this isn't something you can keep a secret anymore. you just kissed another guy and then that same guy killed himself. you have to tell me or else im jumping out of this car right now," he says, his hand finding the handle. I lock the doors, sighing.

"fine," i say, my hands gripping the wheel.

"basically it started out five years ago Changhyun and I were in love. i took his virginity, we were like actually in love. we were both in a gang, and it was back when i was doing the bets on rap battles. the gang i joined... you have to kill someone to get in. so i came up with a foolproof plan to get away with it. and i did. two years later, i wanted to leave the gang. but they didn't want me to. so when I left, they blamed it on Changhyun necause they thought he drove me away. so they killed his mom. Changhyun went phsyco and he killed a bunch of other gang members, and it  started a whole riot. so indirectly it was all my fault, so Changhyun has been hunting me down ever since then. he's also mad at me for leaving him. he thought i still loved him. but he's dead now, and that means something bad," i finish, and as each second passes jimin looks more and more scared.

"what does it mean?" He asks, and i glance at him.

"it means i die too. he's phsyco, Jimin. he ordered people to kill me when he dies because he thinks we can be together in the afterlife. but im not going to die, jiminnie. i promise. well be okay, alright?" i say, holding his hand.

"who'd you kill?" He asks, and i gulp.

"my dad."

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if I said in the previous chapters what happened to yoongi's dad just ignore that