Hide & Seek | PJM | (On HIATUS)

Chapter 15

She has been sobbing for about two hours and I just sat there on my sofa the whole time, hands on my head pulling at my roots while resting my elbows on thighs. I clearly am losing myself, I know that. I'm very aware of it. But her.. I never should have let her so close to me. It was never my intention to make her so attached to me. Either way I have no choice, I have to get rid of her. She wants to go home, doesn't she? I'll just cut strings with her. She'll leave and I'll never see her again. That's the plan. And I should hurry before she figures out what have I actually done.

Sometimes I feel so sane and rational. Pfft, look at me trying to save a girl's life. Pathetically laughable, isn't it? However it may turn out, at least I can say that I tried, right? Right.

I stand up and slowly, reassuring myself with my upcoming actions, walk to the room she was in. Crying. I close my eyes.

"Pack your things and go." I start with monotone voice.
She looks at me with her red puffy eyes.
"J-Jimin, why are you like this?"
I sigh loudly with annoyance.
"Just pack your shit and fucking leave!" I say the last part raising my voice. She flinches still on her knees hugging her body.

Oh the wonders she can do when she's on her knees.

She stops crying, slowly stands up, looks at me with what I assumed that heartbroken hopeless look, but what I expected the least from her was a hard, loud, burning slap across my cheek.

I feel my body heat up and rage filling me whole. I grab her throat squeezing it tightly and pushing her by her throat to the wall smashing her back against it. She chokes struggling to breathe. She keeps struggling and wriggling to try to escape when I smash her body against the wall again.

"Listen, you old nasty bitch. When I fucking try to be nice, make it easy for you and let you go, you always have to make it all about your pity self and your stupid feelings that no one cares about, believe me when I say no one."
My face gets closer to hers when I continue speaking harshy and tightening my grip on her throat when her face gets more and more red.
"What is it with you fucking girls? What did you all do wrong? Being too nice to me? Following a guy carelessly? Trusting a complete stranger with promises? Dumb. Stupid and naive if you asked me."

She's whimpering.
"Haven't you heard what happens to dumb bitches like you? It's everywhere on the news. I thought you would pick up."

Her eyes widen resembling the little Bambi. She knows.
"It can't.." She's having a hard time breathing when I decide to loosen my grip.

She takes a big gulp of air, filling her lungs with the lost oxygen. The fact that she's losing air and feeling dizy and scared doesn't help to stand stable on her feet. I let her go seeing in the corner of my eye her sliding down the wall completely as I walk to the room door and lock it.

Then sit down on the ground across from her.
"So.." I flick my tongue looking at her, she looks at me through her hair, trembling and trying to hold back her cries.

I toyed with her for the past 3 weeks. I don't know how I let this happen. I can only blame myself. I really hope that after all of this it wouldn't be the only decision I regret.

"P-please." She begins murmuring and adding some incoherent words.
"What? You want something?" I ask and tilt my head to the side.

"Just let me go, I won't tell anyone. I promise Jimin.. I promise."

I look at her concentrated, does she really mean it?
"What are you talking about?" I ask trying to play dumb.

"You.. You killed them, didn't you? I-I should've known.."

I smile and laugh out loud.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, little doll? I was actually fucking considering on letting you go.. You just dug yourself a way too deep of a grave."

"No, no I meant-"
I cut her of instantly.
"No, no, honey, you meant what you meant, no take backs."

"No Jimin please, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry for everything. Please.. I.. I love you Jimin. Just please forgive my stupid self and let me go.. Please."

I stayed silent. She looked broken. She confessed. She apologised. I drifted my eyes from her. Tought a little. Stood up and left the room.

I went down the corridor, unlocked my little cabinet. There she is. It's been so long since I held her.

I took a deep breath and slowly went back to the crying girl. I closed the door behind me and walked to her.

I was right behind the slouched down crying poor girl.
"You know.." She flinched when I touched her disheveled hair.

"I haven't been the nicest to you." I paused a little
"I forgive you, darling." She took a deep sigh of relief.

"Thank you, thank you Jimin.." she cried again.

I caressed her soft hair and tilted her head to the side so she could rest it against my leg.
My hand was on the very top of her head. When I quietly pulled out the gun I just brought. Placed it softly against her temple.

"And I let you go."

I pulled the trigger.