Black Rose ✔️ (EDITING)

twenty-nine

It's been one whole week since the ball and nothing has been heard by the black rose killer. Pinky has been staying with me the whole week telling her parents she'll stay over for me. I really appreciate it especially knowing that like me she can understand what I'm going through. Jungkook called me yesterday and told me Taehyung got out of jail and is dropping by this afternoon along with Hoseok and Yoongi. Jimin has been sleeping on my couch for the passed week and he's been mostly quiet.

I can't believe he sent a look alike of Doyeon to Jimin. And he wasn't lying. I looked up the girl to see she's really popular in her school. But I know what's hurting Jimin the most is the fact someone took her body. Someone dug her body up just to make him hurt even more. Who can be sick like that? Who can sit there and dig up a dead girl and bring her back to your place? Why?

"Blueberry pancakes sound nice?" Pinky asked as she looked through my cabinets. I nodded at her before walking into the living room to wake Jimin up. We slept in pretty late today but we've been doing it for awhile now, it doesn't really matter. None of us have school, work, nothing because of this killer.

"Jimin. Hey Jimin, it's time to wake up. It's almost noon." I started poking his cheek as he growled at me before turning over. "Jimin, I know you want to sleep, but it's time to get up." I spoke softly poking his back shoulder blade. He growled before sitting up. His hair was completely messy making me laugh a little.

"What time is it?" He asked in a grungy voice. I reached over turning on the tv to show him the time.

"It's already eleven." He mumbled standing up. I got up from my sitting position and followed him as he walked into the kitchen. Pinky was trying her hardest to cook the pancakes right but she kept messing up and yelling at the stove.

"Maybe you should just order out?" Jimin mumbled flopping down at the kitchen table.

"No. I got this." Pinky snapped flipping over the completely black pancake now.

"Um....Pinky it's really burnt." I laughed.

"It's Lena Jiwoo! Lena! Lena!" Pinky threw the pancake in the trash followed by her switching the stove off. "Just order out damnit!" She snapped back before walking upstairs. I didn't know whether to follow her or just let her be. Instead I looked down to Jimin for advise. I couldn't get an answer, because he was fast asleep on the table. Pinky slammed her bedroom door upstairs which use to be my old sister's room.

I just stood there for a moment until my doorbell rang. I opened my front door to see an unfamiliar face staring back at me. It was a girl with long blue hair. She wore a purple jacket with black skinny jeans. Her eyes were slightly puffy as she just stared at me. She reminded me of someone that I couldn't really pinpoint.

"Um, can I help you?" I asked waiting for her to answer me. Instead she just ran up to me throwing her arms around me and started crying her eyes out. I didn't know what to really do so I just slowly started patting her back.

"I'm so sorry." She cried out.

"Who's this?" Jimin asked behind me. I turned my head to see a concerned Jimin just staring at us. I was about to say something to the girl when all of a sudden Jin popped up with a bookbag in his hands.

"I told you not to run up to her just yet. Damnit. You don't understand how that looks so weird." Jin snapped at the girl. I was so lost that even Jimin started walking up to us confused.

"What is going on here?" Jimin asked. Finally the girl pulled away just looking at me.

"My name is Mina. You saved my life." The girl finally smiled which made things less weird. Mina, I saved. Wait.