Dark Skies

Escaping the Skies

With each word, he took a step closer. With each second his smile grew wider, and his eyes got brighter.

"If I'm the only one here willing to tell the truth then I might as well do it" he chuckled.

"Leave Yoongi," my fists tightened at my sides, "before you regret coming here in the first place."

He laughed once more, eyeing me like prey. "I've never regretted anything Park Jimin, and I'm almost certain you aren't the person that will begin me doing so."

"No," Rihanna sobbed, shaking her head over and over, "this can't be happening."

She was on the floor now, hair in tangled knots at her sides. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, face pale and body weak.

"Let's start from the beginning shall we?" Yoongi neared closer to Rihanna, and I became seconds away from connecting my fist with his face, just like I did back when I saw him kissing that girl in Korea with Rihanna stood watching.

It had all started with love. And it was ending with hate.

"Because after all," Yoongi's eyes met mine, "she deserves to know the truth."

"No," Rihanna repeated, shaking her head, "no, no, no."

"It's okay Rihanna," Yoongi whispered, "Jimin isn't the only one who's done wrong. I have too. The only reason I 'fell for you' at that fan meet is because I knew that you were close friends with Young Suk. And I knew that it would get back at Jimin in the best possible way. I never loved you. All I wanted was revenge."

I could barely believe what was happening, all I wanted to do was shield Rihanna from his words, protect her in every way possible. But it was too late now. She knew too much.

"It's quite sad really, because Jimin does love you. And they say that love conquers all, that love forgives. But not with the unforgivable." Yoongi sighed as if he felt sorry for me, which made the anger rushing through my veins more powerful than anything I had ever felt before. Because I knew that pity was the furthest thing from what he felt. 

"It's true Rihanna, everything you know. You know most of the story, you're just missing the key parts. Young Suk was a trainee for BTS and so was Jimin. They knew each other, quite well really. And yes, Young Suk was stressed out from practice, he was tired. But that wasn't what bothered him to the point where he couldn't stand the thought of life anymore.

Because the thing is, Young Suk was undeniably talented. A lot more talented than Jimin. And he was threatening Jimin's place in BTS. Jimin knew like he knew day from night, that Suk would get the place in BTS and Jimin would be turned away. So Jimin began to threaten Young Suk, telling him that if he didn't drop out then he wouldn't see the next day, that he knew people who could destroy his life, take his money. Jimin followed Suk home, sent him text messages, shoved him against walls, spat in his face, the list is endless..."

I could barely breathe.

And Rihanna wouldn't stop crying.

Seeing her like this was worse than death, worse than anything I had ever experienced in my life. It was worse than killing that boy. And there wasn't many things that could come close to that.

"Rihanna..." nothing I could say would fix things now, "I'm not the monster you think I am."

Yoongi laughed. He laughed loud enough for everyone to hear, throwing his head back and clapping his hands. "That's the biggest bullshit I've ever heard you say." His eyes turned cold. "You owe me Jimin, you owe me for keeping your dirty little secret for so long."

"I owe you nothing" a low growl sounded at the back of my throat.

I turned my attention back on Rihanna. "I love you with all my heart Rihanna, I really do. And I am so so sorry..."

She wasn't listening. She was just curled up in a ball on the floor, shaking and crying and screaming over and over like a broken record. My heart ached for her, my eyes stung and my body called for her touch. But I would never feel it again. I would never kiss her again, never hold her again, never wipe away her tears.

People were starting to move forwards as I began to cry. I saw a woman kneel down next to Rihanna's body, trying to calm her, a boy beside her stroking her hair and speaking in a hushed tone. There were people on phones, people taking pictures, flashing lights and the sound of...

the sound of,

sirens.

"You owe me Park Jimin. You will give me what I want when you get out of prison." Yoongi was in my face, eyes gleaming.

"W-what?" I stammered, feeling as if I was in a dream.

"You really think you'd get away with this? You abused that boy Jimin, you made him take his own life. I'm not sure if you've quite got that into your thick head yet, but the police sure did when I told them everything."

I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be real. Please God, tell me this isn't real.

"Jimin? Don't you remember the last thing you said to Young Suk on the night he threw himself from the edge of that cliff and slowly drowned in front of the girl you love?"

"N-no" the sirens were getting closer now, someone was grabbing my hands, yanking them behind my back. I was on my knees, the room blurring around me.

'You are under arrest...'

I could hear nothing yet everything all at once, a ringing in my ears louder than the thumping of my heart and my crying out Rihanna's name.

The last thing I saw before they dragged me away was her face. And the last thing I heard was Yoongi's voice.

"You said, I quote,

'Even through the longest days, and the longest nights, you can't escape the darkest skies."

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