CROSSFIRE (got7 x Bts x monstax x svt )

(20)

Everything I loved 

Became everything 

I Lost.......

{Third Point of view}

 "Did you find her?" Jb asked with his focus towards the window,  watching the clouds stroll by, slightly tainted pink and orange reflecting the sun in its pearly white coat. He hide the smile that was tugging on his lips.  

"What did you do to her?" Jackson asked. Although it sounded more of like a demand. His patience was withering thin as his sharp guilt was cutting it shorter with every aching second passing. He clenched his jaw, he held onto reason that was wrap tightly around his mouth, yet it sliced the inside of his mouth the more he tried to control it. He was exhausted but held onto his sanity that was hanging by a thin thread. Ignorance conquered,  logic was flooding out ,being quickly replaced by a tsunami of irritation, drowning him in his own rage. " What Did You Do To Her!!" Jackson growled, the venom in his words seeped deeply, crawling into their skin. He narrowed his eyes into the depth of enmity, his face clouded with a shadow.

The pause was for a brief moment, disbelief sunk in quietly, suffocating the others from the threatening silence that slowly killed them with anticipation. While Youngjae, had a pale empty stare but was heavily burden by regret. Watching in vain,  he saw the mess unravel right before him.

"Nothing, " Jb tilted his head to see Jackson, his smile twisted into a cunning smirk, setting more flame to the others. "I only showed her the way" He said, his words cutting the thread of patience Jackson had, he pushed himself forward at full force. But a hand stopped him, making him fall backwards a little, he glared daggers into the owner of the hand who stopped him. 

"That's enough Jackson," Jinyoung commanded in a low voice as he tightened his grip. Jackson defeated, jerked his shoulder away from jinyoung's grasp, eyeing everyone before relaxing his tense muscles. Jackson let out a long sigh as he composes himself. "Now," he begins as the other members start to gather around. "If you want to find her, we have to wait, there's no point on following her." Jinyoung - who, at times is able to control the group better than the leader himself- reasons out as he puts his hands in his pockets. 

"Isn't she injured?" Bambam blurts out, more interested in picking at a plant's leafs. 

"I'm sure she's fine" Jinyoung says letting out a small laugh before continuing, "After all, she was able to escape perfectly fine."

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(Y/N's Point of view)

We finished our meal with ease, and decided to head home since Minho insisted me to go rest. He kept saying I look like zombie. I look in the rear-view mirror and notice my fallen face was pale and blemished, the dark circles was the only thing that gave some color. The giant knots of anxiety keeps me awake at night, sleep was rare and it seem pointless to try.  Now I have to go back there, back 'home', back to that lonely cage of an apartment. This the longest they gone without calling or leaving a message. Countless time before they would not come home for days but never this long, they wouldn't leave without a message or a note. Something off.

However, I still wait, expecting them to come any minute, I still hope to see them barge in and decorate the room with their laughter. I still wait.  

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I enter the lonely apartment, heaving a sigh. The mess greets me as soon as I enter. I didn't realize how messy this place has become, it was turn upside down like if it was ransacked. The gloomy curtains were closed, random stuff scattered on the floor and furniture, and the dust and dishes were piling up.