[JI-EUN]I fell on my knees hugging Jungkook's corpse. I covered the blood at the back of his head, hoping he'd still come back.
I didn't have enough time to sink in the reality that's all occurring right now in this bewitched life.
My face is covered with tears and blood splashes. The red tints smeared everywhere in my sight...
it's making me crazy..."Jungkook... don't leave me please..."
I brought his head to my chest and embraced him in my arms tightly. Tears fell from my eyes once again.
The happenings are too fast. I didn't expect to see my loved one lying dead in front of me. I can never accept this. My heart kept on believing that...
I was abruptly startled, hearing a roaring beast in front of me. I wasn't in the right sanity anymore to cringe. I'm already witnessing a vampire who's torturing a double dead gunman.
"You motherfucker!"
He stepped on his face, and pricked the dead man's chest with his sharp fingernails. He was frightening. I can't recognize him at all.But the corpse was over mauled, and it's too much.
"Stop that!" I yelped at him.
His head slowly veered at my way. His face was dark and evil. Is that how a real vampire rages in fury? It's very intense...
"That won't do any good..." I mumbled, bowing down my head again.
I can't feel my heart, all I can feel right now was my loved one's corpse over my lap, it's very cold.
"Jungkook..." he muttered.
I looked up at him, and his eyes went back to normal as well his exposed fangs.
He kneeled in front of us and Yoongi examined his brother.
"He shot him..." I bit my lip, preventing myself to cry again. "Jungkook can't be..."
Finding myself so fragile, my bloody hand rose up to my head and gripped my hair. I closed my eyes.
"I don't..."
I wasn't able to come up with words anymore."Shh.."
Running out of words, Yoongi held my wrist gently.
"He's okay..." he said. "He can't die..." even Yoongi looks hesitant, there's a lot of hope here in my heart, coming from his belief.His cold hand warms me. I don't know why. It's just that weird. I don't feel like we're in the reality. All throughout this magical times, it's just a fantasy.
"He'll not die."
Those eyes of him were indescribable. The hope that I've yearned for was just in his eyes. The innocence sparkling in his eyes are pumping my heart livelier than before. He's the comfort that I could ever wish for.
I never imagined how would a sibling feel if he sees his brother almost dead. Who would have held stronger than Yoongi?
He heaved.
The fumes of his breath grew between the space of our faces. He carried Jungkook's body and laid it over his lap."Wake up, Jungkook..." he whispers. "You're still there, right?"
I dragged my legs closer to them. I caught Jungkook's motionless hand and squeezed it.
"Hey," Yoongi again called.
I looked at him then.
He bit his lips in, and sighed deeply. His eye blinks are getting rapid-- a sign of a slight depression and lamentation.Right now, I don't have the time to wonder how I can perceive a person's state.
"What now?" I asked.