psycho (read my mind and it will drive you crazy)

our love.

Taehyung stood in front of Jungkook as an act of protecting him. Jimin scoffed.

"I loved you both the most you know? I thought I couldn't bring myself to kill you but--" He paused, his smile dropping into a chilling dead frown, "--- I guess, it's just as easy as everyone else now."

"Jimin, listen I can-"
"Explain? Explain what?" He chuckled, "Explain you're fucking lies? The lies that you've kept pouring out of that filthy ass mouth of yours for the past month now?"

Taehyung's eyes widened as Jimin got closer, his bat was dragging against the worn out black carpet. 

"Y-You.," Taehyung whispered in fear as Jimin laughed sinisterly. "I what? Know? Are you scared by the fact that I had noticed it all? Did you really think I would let the stares that you gave me pass by like nothing?" Jimin backed up in his statement before he harshly gripped Taehyung's chin.

"The fact that You and Jungkook were fucking behind my back?

Taehyung stared into Jimin's eyes which were filled with anger and insanity. He let out a low chuckle before it transitioned into a psychopathic snicker.

"AH! YOU GUYS WERE FUCKING FOOLS!" He screamed before he pushed Taehyung on the ground. Jungkook's eyes slowly fluttered open, his eye's widened when he looked at Taehyung on the ground and Jimin was standing right in front of him breathing heavily.

"Fools, fools, fools, such fools. Oh god, you thought I wouldn't notice. Wouldn't notice all the times you both snuck out. All the times you gave those glances. All those times the rest watched me like I was going to hurt you and you're little secrets. Each time everyone walked around me like I was glass. You lied, lied to my fucking face, lied to me about everything."

He rambled in fear and irritation. "No, but, hey..." He started with a slow whisper and Taehyung watched, as Jimin inched closer to him, under his bangs.

"How about we play a game?" 

Taehyung stopped breathing for a while as Jimin held his hand and pulled him up. "One game of baseball?" He asked cheerfully. Jungkook watched Taehyung in fear and Taehyung only gave Jungkook a reassuring smile.

"It's the least you can do," Jimin said and Taehyung kept quiet. The faster he got over with this, the faster he could escape. He knew what to do.

"Come on--" Jimin threw the ball towards him. "Throw it."

Jimin walked to the end of the room. The window behind Jungkook blew in a dusty wind. The curtains clapped against each other like an audience waiting for the final scenario.

Taehyung gulped before he pulled back his hand. He threw the ball towards Jimin.

Taehyung leaped forward in pain as the ball hit him right on his left thigh. Jungkook let out a yelp and Jimin only hit his bat harsher on the ground, the carpet muffling its murderous voices.

Taehyung's eyes widened as he felt the blood run down his pants. The glasses from his phone's screen piercing into his skin. Jimin smirked.

"You thought you record me huh? Pass me down to the police for being a crazy fucked in the mind manic?" Taehyung took in a shuddering breath. Jimin laughed. 

"Throw it again."
"Jimin, stop thi-"
"THROW THE FUCKING BALL!"

He screeched and Taehyung grabbed the ball, he aimed it harshly at Jimin. Jimin hit the ball to his right with just as much force. The ball flew right past Jungkook's right ear and right at the window, smashing it and piercing right through it like an arrow behind Jungkook. The shattering of glass broke the silence between them.

"JIMIN!"
"THROW IT AGAIN--" He paused and smirked. "Best friend~." 

Jimin said it with a venomous bite behind it, his eyes were covered with a crazy stare. Jungkook's breathing turned harsh as he blankly stared at the two of them in front of him. Tears slipped through Taehyung's face as he pulled the ball back.

"Taehyung don't-"
"Let me do it Jungkook," Taehyung said as he turned to look at Jungkook. "I'm sorry." He concluded and Jungkook shook his head. Jimin only laughed at the scene.

Taehyung threw the ball. 

His eye's widened as his world slowed down. Jimin's crazy smirk flooded his mind as Jimin hit the ball. "Fuck you." Jimin mouthed before Taehyung felt the ball hit his head. He fell back, a scream of pain flying out of his mouth.

Jimin ran to Taehyung and smashed the baseball bat on his head. 

"FUCK YOU! FOR BEING SUCH A FUCKING LIAR! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD FUCKING GETAWAY JUST LIKE THAT HUH?! ALL OF YOU WERE FUCKING IDIOTS! FOOLS! FUCK YOU KIM TAEHYUNG! DIE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! ROT IN THE PAIN OF KNOWING YOU DIED LIKE THIS!"

Jimin repeatedly smashed the bat into his skull. Crushing it beneath the heated steel. Blood splattered everywhere, Taehyung's hands up in defense but falling down limp as fast as it went up. Jimin took a step back when he felt it was enough.

And there laid Taehyung on the floor. His blood mixing in with the black carpet, the carpet wet and dark red. His eyes were wide and his skull crushed open from the metal's impact. The blood poured down like a filthy pool around Jimin's feet.

Jungkook watched in silent horror as the blood which was splattering on him had stopped. He stared at Taehyung's limp body. He wanted to scream for help, he wanted to say something, he wanted to do something but, he couldn't. He only watched as Jimin laughed and quickly turned to him.

Blood covered Jimin's clothes and face like paint. 

"Jungkookie!!" He called out happily and Jungkook looked up at Jimin in anger, his chest heaved up and down from all the heavy breath intakes he took after every living second he had to grasp on.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!" Jungkook screeched and Jimin laughed. "Took you long enough to guess." He spat out with a knowing and sarcastic tone. Jungkook's face scrunched up in fear and confusion.

"Why..." He whispered though he knew the answer. Jimin only got closer and tickled Jungkook under his chin. "Simple, I don't like lies," Jimin said as he held Jungkook's face with one of his hand.

"And you, you Jungkook-ah. You were my first love. I thought we would go on forever like all those fairy tales but oh, you decided to play hard to to get didn't you?"

Jungkook watched as Jimin kissed him softly. He broke the kiss then and smiled sadly. "Oh, Jungkook-ah, I wanted to let you go but--" He got up and grabbed a lighter off his desk. Jungkook's eyes widened, the smell of kerosene finally flooding his senses after being self-aware.

He went behind Jungkook. Jungkook struggled in the grip of the tightropes.

"the truth would've saved you but you decided to lie instead." 

Jimin whispered before he lit the rope that tied Jungkook up.

"JIMIN!" Jungkook screamed before he lit up in flames. Screeches filled the room, Jimin rushed out the broken window, the worn out mattress he had pulled down from the alleyway softening his fall. 

The fire alarm broke out, he watched from down below as his room set ablaze. Jungkook's screams stopped and a smirk reached Jimin's face as he ran out of the scene. 

He took a breath as he hid behind a bush in the nearby park. He listened as people ran out of the apartment building in screeches. The sirens of the fire-trucks reaching his ears like a lullaby.

He laughed crazily.

"Fools." 

CHAPTER 7: OUR LOVE BURNED PASSIONATELY LIKE FIRE.

THE END.