Seokjin's heart race as he read through the message. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He re-read the messages and chewed on his bottom lip.
He kept the phone down and decided to let it go. "It's okay. You're okay," he repeated to himself.
[ 2:04 PM ]
"Seokjin-hyung!" Namjoon called out and Seokjin quickly turned his head towards him. "O-Oh Namjoon..." he whispered.
Namjoon cocked an eyebrow.
"What's with the stammer?" He asked curiously. "I..I don't know- I got this text-" He paused and showed the text to Namjoon. Namjoon widened his eyes, "What the hell? First the letter and now this..?" Namjoon questioned and Seokjin let out a shaky breath.
"Whoever is playing this prank needs to stop," Seokjin said as he re-read the messages.
Seokjin looked up then and watched Namjoon half-smile at him and pat his back in pity. "Well, if you'd like to get it off your chest. Jungkook was planning on going to the club today and he asked if you wanted to tag along." Namjoon said with a warm smile
Seokjin's heart raced. You see, Seokjin has had the biggest crush on Namjoon's warm and soft little dimple smile ever since 10th grade. He had been more than glad when he realized that they were going to the same college. He loves the whole experience. Whenever Namjoon did something that would make his weak heart skip a beat, Seokjin would internally scream in happiness.
"Yeah, sure," Seokjin said with a smile. Namjoon nodded, "Alright, I'll tell Jungkook."
[ 11:00 PM ]
Seokjin sighed as he ran his long fingers through his tousled hair. The club smelled like sweat and overused alcohol. Bodies running around in a daze, people acting on impulse under the influence of a little sip.
"I'm going to the bathroom" Namjoon commented before he left. Seokjin nodded and let out a soft hum. Jungkook and Jimin were busy fucking each other to notice Seokjin all alone.
From: Namjoon
Hyung
Meet me at the RED BAY room
it's urgent.
[ 11:10 PM ]
The club had rooms. Rooms where people could talk, fuck or drink together. Seokjin never really bothered to guess what they were really doing up there. But, seeing Namjoon's message his heart raced. He turned his phone off and took a deep breath.
He took one last swig from his toxic release.
He sighed and walked upstairs to enter the room which had 'RED BAY' lighted in bright red neon lights outside the door. He pushed open the door and looked around.
No one.
The room was lighted with a faint dark red tint all around. The darkness overwhelming the eerie atmosphere and lighting. Broken or empty bottles, arrayed on the worn out animal skinned carpet. Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows.
He decided to walk out of the room, maybe he was too early. He put his hand on the doorknob.
Locked.
He jiggled the knob and tried to push it open but it wouldn't budge. The noise must've attracted someone because Seokjin heard a small groan behind his back. A man must've been sleeping in this dark room and Seokjin, too blinded by whipped love, was too busy to notice.
Seokjin's phone dinged. His eye's widened, the man's voice becoming more clear as his slurred words formed coherent sentences.
"Ah fuck, who's there?!" He yelled angrily. Seokjin froze. The man looked up. His eyes were a glint of silver in the dark room. "Huh..." he breathed out as he walked closer. Seokjin's heart raced faster than ever.
He quickly pulled out his phone.
"Seokjin...? Kim fucking Seokjin?" The gruff voice called out. Alcohol influencing his dark tone. Seokjin opened up his messages.
UNKNOWN:
I warned you didn't I?
[ 11: 45 PM ]
Seokjin fumbled with his phone before he dropped it. Allowing it to shatter on a couple of wine bottles. The screen cracked and the alcohol from the other bottles seeped into the cracks. Seokjin's breathing became harsh as he cursed, "Shit."
The figure approached closer and just as Seokjin heard the door click open.
"Princess, Is that you?" The voice whispered as he slammed Seokjin on the wall. Seokjin looked at him in fear. His face coming in clear. The man reeked of alcohol as he slammed both his hands beside Seokjin's face.
"Jinyoung--Let me go..." He whispered as he tried to get away. The man only chuckled darkly before he grabbed both of Seokjin's wrist harshly. A whimper passed Seokjin's lips as he stared the man's face in sheer horror.
"You're fucking alive..." Jinyoung whispered as he slammed Seokjin back on the wall with a brute force. "You--You had run away. You're here--after fucking..." He started to chuckle deeply, a crazy gaze lining his angered emotions.
"After you fucking put me in prison..?"
Seokjin forcefully shut his eyes close.
"Filing me as a druggist..? After all, you've given me? You little sellers.." He whispered harshly as he pulled his hand to Seokjin's throat to choke him. Seokjin felt the pressure on his throat, the fingers pushing harshly against the pipes in his body.
"Drug sellers are all rats did you know that? And do you know what happens to rats? They are all destined to fucking die---" He pressed harsher and Seokjin choked on his last breaths, his apologies and words coming as wheezes. "---Just like you." Jinyoung finished as he shook Seokjin in his grip.
He slammed him back and forth on the wall behind him. Seokjin felt it, he felt his eye's slowly turning into a tunnel of black, his throat closing in and his breaths shortening. He felt his skull crack from the force.
His eye's teared up before his lips turned blue.
"P-Ple.." Seokjin started before he couldn't even feel his words anymore.
His eyes slowly fluttered closed.
"Fuck you." Jinyoung spat out with his eyes wide open like a maniac.
Seokjin let out one last gasp, his hand reaching out to pull Jinyoung away.
It fell limp.
[ 12:20 AM ]
Seokjin's dead body laid limp on the stretcher. His lips blue and eyes wide open with red painted behind his eyes. Jimin sobbed as they took Seokjin away and Jungkook tightened his grip on Jimins hand. "Jin-Hyung..." Jungkook breathed out.
Namjoon watched. That's all he could do.
He was about to leave so he could go to the hospital. But, his legs took him back to the room where Seokjin took his last toxic breaths.
A phone buzzed in the pile of cracked bottles. Namjoon looked down as the phone lit up. He picked it up and opened it up.
UNKNOWN:
It's just begun.
[ 12:23 AM ]
CHAPTER 1: The Drug Seller.
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Horror"the truth would've saved you but you decided to lie."
