❝ bloody murder ❝

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OH MY GOD.

i let out a high-pitched and terrified blood curdling scream, immediately clinging onto jinyoung in terror, tears welling up in my eyes. "oh my god oh my god oh my god–" i repeated over and over.

jinyoung himself had froze, looking at the living room in shock and terror.

"j-j-j-jinyoung–s-some-thing is-n't r-right–" i said, my entire body trembling at the scene.

in the living room, laid out, were eight bodies lying on the floor.

hyunsuk. byunggon. rubin. donghun. hangyeom. hyojin. byeongkwan. minseok.

the only thing was, they weren't moving. not a single chest raising up and down.

the most disturbing of all, was that there was blood–everywhere.

i was so terrified and shocked and scared that i was on the verge of passing out. my vision blurring and my heart racing.

"th-they can't be dead...oh my god." jinyoung muttered. "what the hell–oh my god–"

i finally couldn't stand looking helplessly at the right unmoving bodies, and darted to the closest one–byunggon.

"oh my god." i whispered, tears prickling out of my eyes. "h-he's...he's...c-call the p-p-police–"

jinyoung finally snapped out of his trance, furrowing his eyebrows.

"call the police jinyoung!!" i ordered.

he started sniffing the air. "wait...hyejin."

"WAIT WHAT?? THEY'RE DEAD JINYOUNG AND YOU'RE TELLING ME TO WAIT–"

jinyoung walked over to hyunsuk's body and did the unexpected–he kicked hyunsuk's head. "i swear to fucking god the one who came up with this plan will die for real TODAY–"

hyunsuk (whom was presumably dead) started bursting out in laughs, holding his stomach.

"GOD DAMMIT HYUNSUK!" byeongkwan yelled, finally sitting up.

confused, i squinted get a better look of the other eight rising from the dead.

my jaw dropped as byunggon opened his eyes scarily and grinned at me. i jumped back with a scream. "y-y-y-y-you g-g-guys–" i was still shaking, my eyes darting around the room, half confused and half realizing the situation.

but then, i started to cry.

the eight plus jinyoung froze and looked at me.

"HYEJIN!!"

"w-why is she crying???"

"we weren't actually dead!"

"i-its just a prank hyejin–DON'T CRY!"

"this is aLL YOUR FAULT RUBIN!!"

"HALF OF YOU GUYS PLANNED IT WITH ME DON'T YOU DARE GIVE ME THE BLAME!!!"

i sniffled, wiping the tears running down my cheeks. "w-why did you guys do t-that–"

jinyoung let out a groan and kicked hyunsuk again. "you made her cry!!"

"h-hyejin we're sorry!!"

"i f-f-fucking hate you all–" i cried again.

jinyoung quickly went over and pulled me into a protective hug.

"look at him, taking advantage of the situation–"

"I AM NOT!" jinyoung yelled. "how could you make her cry?? this prank went too far!!!" he lightly caressed my head and let out a fake cry. "my hyejinnie is crying–"

"we're sorry hyejin."

"it did go too far."

"please forgive us."

the eight of them went onto their knees in a bow, their foreheads touching the ground.

"we'll do anything to make it up to you, we're sorry hyejin."

"yah what about me??" jinyoung asked.

"what about you jinyoung?"

jinyoung rolled his eyes.

i suddenly stifled a laugh and wiped away my fake tears. "fine then...200 push ups right here, and then scrub the floor spotless and make all the beds and dust every corner in every room, including the attic and kitchen. wash all the plates spotless and take out the garbage–to the correct place, the one in myeongdang, then replant the flowers outside in the front and water them. and water and mow the lawn please. and when you're done, which everything should be done in an hour, give me a foot massage and back massage. then take me out shopping later and spend all your money. then you'll make it up to me." i ordered, letting out an evil laugh.

"also, clean up this ketchup all over the floor. if you don't, i will probably kill all nine of you–for real." i snickered.

"whY me TOO???" jinyoung whined.

i shrugged. "because i'm annoyed at everyone."

"i didn't do anythingggg!"

"shh jinwang."

"SERIOUSLY HYEJIN???" they whined. "we should've known–"

"you really shook me up back there, but you eight should've known better than to prank me." i said, finally walking away. i stopped and turned around, flipping them off.

"I DON'T TAKE L's BITCH!"

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