Deranged | Jimin

Choice

Jimin dropped Yun's legs that he was holding and ran up to the old lady. He roughly grabbed her by the dark pink flowery jumper she was wearing and dragged her to us despite of her protest about her brittle bones. She voluntarily knelt down before us.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The terrified old lady shook so badly as she had he hands over he eyes. "I didn't mean to see! I just thought someone was hurt and needed help!"

"Who are you?" Jungkook asked.

"I- I am a resident of the apartment above. I heard a scream so I thought someone needed help."

"How the hell did you get in?"

"I just walked past the boards and came in."

"Those idiots," Jungkook muttered under his breath.

"Did anyone else hear?" Jimin butted in.

"I don't think so. The walls here are good... I swear I didn't see anything!" she said keeping her eyes closed. "I know nothing!"

"But you've already seen it," Jungkook said, referring to the bodies and blood that the crew had yet to clean.

"I haven't! Please, I have no one. All my unfilial sons and daughter left me all alone. Please pity this poor women!"

"That's good," Jimin said. "She has no
that cares about her. We can easily dispose of her without notice."

"Please don't kill me! I- I still haven't finish the jumper I'm sewing for my new born granddaughter Somin..." Even through her hands on her face I could see tears streaming down her wrinkled face.

"Do you have a silenced gun?" Jimin asked Jungkook. Jungkook nodded. He took it out from underneath his suit jacket and gave it to Jimin.

"Too bad," Jimin said to the old lady, "I guess Somin will just have to buy a jumper from the shops."

"No... please..." She bent her waist and touched her forehead to the dirty ground. "I love Somin..."

"Do we have to?" I asked.

"There is no guarantee she won't tell no matter how sincere she sounds," Jungkook replied. "It's for the safety of us, and for FIRE."

Jimin seemed to suddenly came up with an idea. He held the gun by it's barrel and handed it to me. "Baby, you said you wanted to know how it feels to kill. Here's your chance."

I hesistated.

"Better make this quick," Jungkook said looking at his watch, "Yoongi-hyung is waiting."

I stared at the instrument of death being offered to me. I then glanced at the begging old lady that seemed very sweet. I would've loved to have her as my family, not that joke of a father or that erratic mother.

"I won't do it," I shook my head. "I only said I was curious. I wouldn't want...this to be my first kill anyway." I then turned away and started walking towards the exit of the basement, not looking back even after hearing a shot being fired. I walked up the stairs away from that room of nightmare back onto earth. Three vans and a car parked right out side. Turned it the premises were covered by wooden boards so that it looked like a contraction site.