Murder

Chapter 8

When I awoke this time I was laying in a bed with the lights off but when a quiet knock on the door had my trying to sit up. "baby doll, I wanted to talk to you." Yoongi said as he walked in he was holding a bowl of something I assumed to be soup. "hey" I said when came to the side of the bed I was laying on. "heres some soup, I'll be back later to check on you and to take the bowl back. "yoo-" he was already walking towards the door. Before he could step out, I slid off the bed and over to him weakly. "please don't leave me, just stay here and lay with me." I said grabbing his black hoodie. "Yoongi please don't leave me. Just lay with me until I fall asleep." I said looking up at him. "Okay...go lay down" I did as told and climbed into his bed before laying under the blanket, pulling it up for him to lay down. He starred hesitantly before pulling his jacket off which showed his milky skin. He put his jacket on the bottom of the bed before dipping into the bed. At first he let the blanket fall onto him before I pulled him towards me laying his head on my chest and playing with his hair. He wrapped his arms around my hips before pulling me closer to him. (A/n no this doesn't get dirty....yet) "clarissa" Yoongi said quietly grabbing onto my hand. "Yes" "I want to tell you about myself" he said while running his fingers on my knuckles. All of a sudden I decided to kiss his head, laying my head against his. "Tell me whatever you want, I'll listen." He moved his head away looking at me "why? After everything I've done to you and your friend" "because that wasn't you, the Yoongi I know wouldn't do that." He laid his head back down still running his fingers against my fingers, messing with my rings. "Where's my friend?" "She got up earlier and is out with the other members, Namjoon seems to like her." "Ah okay...so talk""well as I'm assuming jhope told you I have split personality disorder. Suga is my nice personality, Yoongi is my between personality and Agust D...he's the worst....he's the killer." Did I just hear him right...killer. "Killer? What do you mean?" "Clarissa when you found me the first time that women was my ex...she was talking about how she would end my career and put me behind bars for something I didn't do. So I-" "Agust D not you" "So Agust D stabbed her over and over again." "It started when I was 6 my mom and dad fought a lot and one day he raped her...then snapped her neck right in front of me...then he beat me until I passed out. I always thought that Suga was my imaginary friend until Agust D came around and made me do stuff that I didn't want to do." He said coming to a halt while running his face against the blanket that covered my stomach. "It's okay Yoongi it wasn't you" I said petting his hair, I wrapped my fingers around his and laid back. He looked at me with genuine eyes before he pulled the blanket up around us and laid my head on his chest before giving my forehead a soft kiss. I could hear how fast his heart was beating, it was almost relaxing. We both finally slipped into a deep slumber.