Remember(Sequel Of GHOST BOY)(Remember ls Back!)

CHAPTER FOUR

(Taehyung's P.O.V)

Placing the final platings, breathing heavily in exhaustion.

"Ha! Done!" I exclaimed. Stretching my bones as I place the plates and cups in a organized position. I flopped down the empty chairs, massaging my sore neck and back.

Thats when Namjoon hyung came in. Which I really don't expect that he'll return here this early. Abruptly a gun shot was heard outside... Namjoon hyung sprinted out with his long legs.

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(Third person's P.O.V)

Once Namjoon entered his house, he spotted Taehyung sitting in front the table with serious look on his face, suddenly a gun shot was heard outside. Which made Namjoon sprinting outside. At the corner of Namjoon's house, he spotted Min Kim holding a gun in the corner.

Sprinting towards her, she formed a smirk on her face, putting her gun down.

"I knew you'd be here oppa." She cooed. Extending her slender fingers to touch his chest as she pouted.

"Why do you have a fucking gun!?" Namjoon whisper-shout, pointing at the brat's gun.

"For safety?" She replied with a pout. Namjoon sighed in frustration, close to exploding.

"Could you please-" he raised his voice at Min Kim cutting him off.

"What! Yah!-" she spat with wide eyes.

"Shut up!" Namjoon almost pleading.

"But oppa~" Min Kim cooed, hopping twice, while pouting and doing a fucking puppy dog eyes at him.

"Just go home, I told you call me, didn't I tell you that earlier?" Namjoon explained with hand gestures. Min Kim suddenly bit her like as she found her Namjoon oppa attractive.

"Oppa, I missed you." She said a bit too loud.

"Just, go-" Namjoon sighed until he heard a familiar voice behind him. Making him froze in his place.

"Namjoon?" Haneul said in a questioning tone.

"Oh! Hi Haneul!  I'm Namjoon's gir-"

"Shut up bitch! I'm not talking to you!"

"Okay calm down."

"Haneul, i-im... I can explai-"

"I don't need- your fucking explaination Kim Namjoon. Now get inside the house or go with your girlfriend." Haneul said firmly under her shaking voice.

Tears threatened to fall as Namjoon slowly let go of the girl's arm and walking in his house with head low. He never seen an angry Haneul before. Which made him more scared at her.

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(Jimin's P.O.V)

Laying on the bed with tears in my eyes, my once white bed sheets become a white-stained red bed sheet. Tears streamed my eyes as I tried to recall anything...

But nothing came... 8 months, eight months... and still I couldn't even remember anything...

I couldn't take it... it hurts a lot, since I've been trying to remember a thing about them, about Haneul.

Zigne left... eomma never really cares about me since then... I've been all alone all this time...

I've never been happy, I've never been felt like this before, or have I?

I recall everything that Zigne told me... that... I was in a coma, for 20 or more years, Yoongi guy kept me in a room to keep me alive, this Hoseok guy is... I really don't remember much about him, I was in a deep trance when Zigne was telling me things about them.