Secrets⇝Yoonmin

|Chapter • 18|

*sad chapter,,

Yoongi's POV
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I run toward the balcony, looking over the edge, there's blood trailing along the sidewalk below. I jump off of the balcony, which is almost 15ft off the ground. I know it won't hurt me, but for humans they'd definitely be hurt. I hear a scream from inside the house, but I run, following the blood trail until it stops.

I can smell Jimin strongly, I try my best to follow his scent, I almost trip as I stop in my tracks, I can smell Cara. I can't even bring myself to be angry, I should've known. I bolt down to the train station, entering the vampire world as fast as I can.

My black cloak immediately appears onto my body, flowing out behind me as I run through people. Some people recognize me, I'm sure I have a horrible image here, the council can do anything. Guards shout at me, chasing me as I go down streets toward the castle. The asphalt burns my feet as I run toward the entrance.

I cry out, multiple hands push me down onto the ground, seconds before I reach the doors. I lift my head up, trying to get out of the guards grasps. "Stay down!" A loud voice booms in my ear as a hand slams my head down into the pavement, making everything go black.

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"Take...- out."

"No- as soon- wake up."

Words make their way into my head, but I keep going out in between. A low groan comes out of me, I can't open my eyes, so I try to feel around my surroundings. "He's awake!" A male voice sounds in front of me. I open my eyes slowly, a blurry figure stands in front of me

I get hoisted up by my arms, I look around, my vision fully clear now. I pull my arm away a little, making a noise of annoyance. "Stop it." The guard to my left talks monotonously. My mind is still quite foggy, I probably have a concussion. We walk through the familiar halls of the palace, many of the servants recognize me, giving me worried and confused looks.

We turn a hallway, and I see a head of red hair at the end, walking with chains around his wrists and ankles, coming toward us with another pair of guards. My mind immediately clears. "J-Jimin!" I choke out his name, making him look up. His face contorts into anger, and grief. He pulls against the guards grasp toward me, he has the same crazed look in his eye the last time we were here, when he killed all of the guards.

I shrink back, it feels like lead is in my veins. We pass eachother, he stares me down, burning hatred and rage in his eyes.
"I hate you. Min Yoongi." I barely hear it, but I know Jimin said it. That seals what I've always thought. He's always hated me, in some way. I guess he only felt pity for me.

A dry laugh erupts from me, it's amusing how much of a disappointment I am. How much I've failed. I don't resist as the guards drag me into a large room, with several medical instruments. I don't care if they torture me. In fact if they just killed me right here and now I'd be happy. I've nothing to live for anymore.

The guards strap me to the chair in the middle, and put metal retractors into my mouth, pulling it open wide, exposing my long fangs. The guards leave as another man  with slicked back hair comes into the room. "Min Yoongi.. I've heard a lot about you." The man chuckles, shaking his head. I follow him with my eyes as he searched through one of the metal trays, pulling out thick pliers.

My eyes widen in fear, he's going to pull my fangs out. I start shaking my head violently, but that only makes the retractors scrape against the inside of my cheeks and gums. I taste blood. "Nho! Pleahgse!" I beg with him, but he doesn't reply to me, he only tilts my head up, placing the pliers in the position to pull.

I feel the pliers tighten around my right fang, he begins to pull, causing excruciating pain to flow through me. Loud sobs come out, along with pleads and tries to escape. He tightens the pliers even more at the top of the sharp tooth, pulling slowly, but effectively. I can feel it being ripped from my jaw, cutting through my gums. He stumbles back, the force of pulling the fang out pulling him backwards. All I feel is pain, I let out a scream as giant waves come and go.

Jimin's POV
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I sigh, the guards had set me outside the door Yoongi was taken into. I can hear all his pleading, begging. Coward. The screaming started about ten minutes ago, then the ripping sound of teeth. I cringe at the thought of what their doing to him. His heavy pants and cries come through the walls.

This is boring, sitting here. Of course they did this to make my mental state drop. But it's not working. I have no sympathy for Yoongi. He deserves everything their doing to him. His screaming starts again, louder than before. I feel a pain in my heart that I can't explain. This time it takes almost half an hour for him to stop.

I tense as the door opens beside me. Yoongi gets thrown out of it, landing on the floor in front of me. I notice his fangs are gone, the only sense of pride he had were for his fangs. He opens his eyes halfway, he reaches his hand out, grabbing mine. He stares at me, blood gushing from his mouth.

He closes his eyes again, squeezing my hand. Guards lift him up, pulling him to his feet.
"I'm sorry" the words somehow made their way out of him. His eyes lock with mine and all I see is pain and grief.

That was the last time I saw him for 7 months.

I hate him.