His Demons [Book Two]

Chapter Three

After Seokjin had died, Taehyung had been my shoulder to lean on. I started to spend even more time with him. You could even say we basically lived together with how often I was at his house.

That's when things between us really started to change.

There was one night where we had gone on a hike together. Taehyung wanted to take me up the mountain side to help me release some stress. Even though I didn't want to go I took him up on his offer simply because of who he was. The entire hike up the mountain side was filled with huffing, puffing, and constant complaining on his end. It was his idea, but I knew he didn't enjoy it like I did.

Once we had made it back to his place we took a shower together. It was something we had done plenty of times in high school, but it was the first time we had done it outside of school. I didn't think it was going to be any different, but I learned quickly that it was a lot different. My clothes were already off and I was already in the shower with the water on when Taehyung joined me.

When I had turned around to ask him if he could pass me the soap my eyes had met his. The water was cascading down his body as he looked deep into my eyes. I had lost complete control over myself. There was no explaining why I did what I did but for some reason I took a step towards him as I continued to stare into his eyes. Taehyungs eyes stayed locked on mine even as I closed the space between us.

Then I was kissing him. I don't mean the type of kiss where you give a quick peck on the lips and then move away. My lips pressed against his and stayed there, only taking them away when his arms wrapped around me, and his hands pressed against my back, pulling me closer to him. That was a defining moment in whatever relationship we had.

Two months after Seokjin had died, and all of us were still trying to get over the loss, we were all hit with two more. Just as the death of Seokjin had been, their deaths were devastating as well. It was hard enough to lose one friend but two lose three within two months was a feeling I wouldn't wish upon anyone.

Hoseok had texted me that morning asking if I wanted to go with him to a dance competition. Since I was still in high school I had to tell him no, that way I could focus on my finals that were coming up. It was Jimin who offered to go with him instead. By eight o'clock that night Jimin's mom had called me, a complete mess.

Jimin had died.

Hoseok had died.

Both had died in a car accident that no one could really explain. Hoseok was always a good driver, never speeding and never breaking any laws. For the most part. The two of them had the bad habit of forgetting to put on their seatbelts whenever they got into the car.

When I was told that they died I had expected them to have been crushed to death or something that made sense. The accident did not make sense. Hoseok had lost control of the car somehow. It took seconds for the car to swerve and hit a telephone pole. If the crash itself wasn't enough they were completely decapitated.

Seokjin's funeral was a closed casket because of how destroyed his body had become in the fall. Then, for Jimin and Hoseok, it was another closed casket. How could you show the bodies of two young men whose heads were completely cut off?

Once again, Taehyung was emotionless. At that point I was no longer mad that he didn't cry or at least try to because by then I had understood that it wasn't possible. There was something wrong with Taehyung's brain that made him into the emotionless person he was but when he was with me, he was different. He smiled, he laughed, he even flirted. Hell, we were having a relationship that I didn't even understand the meaning of.

However, a couple of days after Jimin and Hoseok died, I noticed something on Taehyung that I couldn't explain. The two of us were in the shower together and when he joined me I noticed a bruise on his chest. The bruise wasn't normal, though. My eyes followed the bruise from the top of his left shoulder down to his right side. It looked just like a seatbelt.

There was one issue with that.

Taehyung didn't drive.

I tried to brush it off, maybe it was from something else, but I couldn't forget about it. While I laid next to him in bed I thought about how strange it was to see the bruise on him. Then I started to really think about it. Taehyung was with Seokjin when he had fallen to his death. Then I notice a bruise on his torso after Jimin and Hoseok had died in a car accident.

The idea of him being involved in either situation made my skin crawl. I quickly swatted away the thought of him being involved, or even responsible, because it just didn't make sense. Taehyung wasn't like that.

Right?