Black Rose ✔️ (EDITING)

sixteen

The next morning came and so did everyone else. Everyone came but I felt like I was missing someone. As Yoongi sat down I noticed another yellow bag and a new pink bag. Yeah! But still....something is up with him. I looked him up and down. He wasn't dressed in his school uniform. Why?

"Why aren't you wearing your uniform? You too." I asked pointing at Yoongi and Pinky. They both looked away and started talking about opening up a window. I then found my eyes traveling to Hoseok who was wearing a t-shirt and shorts.

"Where is your uniform?" I demanded. I then had a flash of blood showing through my mind. My eyes went wide as I remember seeing the hand and black rose. I remember. I remember walking down the school hallway and seeing him standing there. I remember his dark figure. I recall then hearing a scream. Her limbs. The gym. Yes! I'm remembering!

"She was killed." I mumbled looking up at them. Looking at their expressions I knew I hit the bullseyes.

"We didn't want you to remember, just yet." Pinky said walking towards my bed. Why? Because of my mental health. Screw that sweetie, my mental health was destroyed when I first stepped foot into that cult.

"Maybe it's good she does." Jimin snapped.

"And why is that?" Yoongi snapped back with pure hate in his voice. He took a few steps closer to Jimin trying to met his eyes. Great, just what I need. Two guys fighting in a hospital.

"Because I hate lying to her. Jiwoo is like a little sister to me. I don't want to keep lying to her. Even if it's keeping her mental stage in control." Jimin yelled.

"Okay! That's enough! This isn't helping Jiwoo at all!" Hoseok yelled jerking both Jimin and Yoongi apart from each other.

I then remember Yoongi's phone. I was sitting in the classroom, in desk. I couldn't see that much around the classroom, but I felt something warm hit my arm. I took Yoongi's phone flashing the light above where I was sitting. And....and....

"Minok." I bawled looking up at them.

"She didn't make it." Jimin spoke softly.

And....and...her body was hanging out from the air vent. Her braids were still in their place and she was still wearing her glasses. But her face was badly beaten. Her neck was cut and that is where the blood was coming from. Her eyes. Her once bright, warm eyes were blank. They were pure empty. They say when you see someone's eyes you can see their soul. Well in Minok's case, I saw nothing when she hung their lifeless. Nothing. She just seemed like a empty body. I couldn't see her smile, her warm eyes, not even the color in her face.

"In total they found three bodies. One was a senior, one was a local prostitute , and the other was Minok." The total now...is fourteen deaths he has caused." Hoseok said. My heart just kept breaking over and over again. I felt like I was going to vomit.

"Jiwoo." Jimin reached over grabbing my hand.

"Can you guys find him?" I asked.

"What are you crazy? How can two high school kids, a high school security guard, and a college drop out find a serial killer?" Yoongi snapped.

"Yah! I'm not a college drop out. I just took time off." Jimin snapped back defending himself.

"Not you guys. You." I pointed to Pinky who just shook her head slowly.

"I tried. But he's like a ghost." Pinky mumbled.

"Okay. Am I missing a puzzle piece of something? Why was Lena looking for the serial killer?" Yoongi asked.

"Jiwoo. Why was she looking for him?" Jimin asked in a concerned voice. It was stupid to hide it from them any longer. So I told them everything. I watched as Yoongi just stood there in shock. Jimin already knew half of the truth from Doyeon, but he never knew that Lena was Pinky, and that the serial killer wasn't killing just random people. He has something to do with the cult, and I can't put my finger on it yet.

"Maybe I can look some more into it. My buddy Mark works at the police office, maybe he can give me some kind of little information." Hoseok replied pulling out his keys.

"I'll ride with you, if you don't mind. I'm the one who started looking for him." Pinky said. She reached down giving me a hug telling me she and Hoseok would be back in a few hours. Now I was just left with Yoongi and Jimin who seemed to not get along very well. Yeah!

"So, how did you like the snacks last night?" Yoongi asked shyly smiling at me.

"They were delicious. Thank you, and tell your little sister I loved them as well." I said smiling.

"What about your friend?" Jimin asked looking up at me. Okay boy, that was out of the blue. I'm here talking about cookies and muffins.

"Who?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Kie? You had another friend, right. Kie. What if it was him? The killer?" Jimin asked.

"No way! Kie, wouldn't hurt a fly. Even today he's really sweet-" I slammed my hand over my mouth. I was trying so hard to keep Jungkook's name out of this conversation. Yet here I go. Stupid Jiwoo!

"What! You already met him?" Yoongi snapped walking closer to my bed. Jimin snatched my arm making me jerk my eyes towards him.

"He's already found you!" Jimin yelled.

"No. After Yoongi robbed that gas station and I forgot my umbrella I found Jungkook-"

"You promised you wouldn't tell anyone!" Yoongi snapped. Oh my god someone give me a break!

"What is going on?" Jimin shouted looking at me and Yoongi.

"I should be asking that!" A female said. I moved my eyes towards the door to see a tall girl with short brown hair. Her eyes were fierce and she was already acting like the mom she was.

"SIS!" I shouted sitting up. She gave me a huge smile running to my bedside. She reached down hugging me tightly. I miss you so much!

"How do you feel? Even with these two asses screaming at you." She asked.

"Yeji." Jimin said reaching over to hug my sister. She gave him a smile before hugging him. Since my sister named her daughter after Jimin's sister I can tell they have a deeper bond then me and her might ever have. My sister and Doyeon got along really well. So well a few years back I thought they might just become friends and leave me behind.

"What are you doing here? You should be home with your daughter?" I asked.

"And not come see my little sister after hearing about all this tragedy. What kind of monster do you think I am?" She snapped crossing her arms.

"Wait. Hi, I'm Yoongi. But I've got a question. If you were raised in the cult, how come your sister wasn't? Where was she in all this?" Yoongi asked.

"We are half sisters. Same father different marriages. Our dad was married to my mom only for a year before they divorced, after that he met Jiwoo's mother and had Jiwoo. I lived with my mom in Busan but I still manage to come and visit Jiwoo every chance. After she was found outside the cult, I took her in. I only moved out recently since I just got married. And not that long ago I gave birth to a beautiful girl." Yeji praised smiling.

"But do you know anything about the killer coming after Jiwoo?" Jimin asked.

Oh no!