Don't give up | A Taekook FF (Yandere)

Chapter Nine: Caught {FINAL}

[Warning;Death,Suicide]
*JK PoV*
This is it. I'm going to die. This is the end. Taehyung wouldn't stop, he just carried on. I'm surprised that I'm still alive at this point. Stab, stab, stab. It didn't even hurt anymore, the pain became numb. "T-taehyung s-s-top it" I barely manage to say. He stops for a second as he whispers into my ear. "I will kill you then I will kill myself. We can then be together happily ever after!" My eyes widen at his claim. I really wished that Jimin and Yoongi were still awake.
"Right, I'm just quickly going to the bathroom. Don't you fucking try anything!" Taehyung walks out of the basement door, locking it. I remember that I have my phone on me and I dial 911.
-Ring ring-
Op: Hello 911, What's your emergency?
JK: Hello, my boyfriend has gone crazy. He's kidnapped 2 of my friends and has lost control. He stabbed me uncontrollably. He's gonna be back soon and kill me & himself, he's in the bathroom at the minute.
Op: Okay sir, can you please give me your address?
JK gives address
JK: Please hurry.
Op: We will get officers and an ambulance straight there, stay strong sir.
JK: We are in the basement just so you know, shit I need to go he is coming.
OP: Stay on the line, put your phone in your pocket and let the phone record everything.
JK: Okay.
Jungkook puts his phone in his pocket just before Taehyung enters.
"Ah right, where were we?" Tae says as he picks up the knife again, slowly making his way towards me.
"You should of just stayed by my side Jungkook, we wouldn't be here otherwise. God you messed everything up!" He looks at me, he was actually serious "Now I have to kill you, and myself so we can truly be happy without Jimin or anyone getting in the way!" His words sent shivers down my spine, he was being sincere. I just hope the police make it here in time.
"P-please taehyung, Don't kill me!" I sob, desperately. He looks at me, no emotion whatsoever. He is different, he isn't the Taehyung I remember falling in love with. He was now a manipulative cunt, desperate for love and can get so fucking jealous that he would kidnap someone and torture & kill them. He isn't the sweet, handsome, happy Tae I remember wanting. He is a different person. I only have myself to blame, I guess. Taehyung laughs at my begging.
"In your fucking dreams Jungkook! I am going to kill you, and I'm gonna make sure you die a painful death you worthless asshole!"
Before I could say anything, there was banging on the door. "POLICE! OPEN UP IMMEDIATELY!"
I sigh in relief, Taehyung looked at me with more anger. "You fucking sly bastard!"
"Don't you realise that this is gonna make me kill you quicker!" He shouts.
"NO, TAEHYUNG PLEASE DON'T!" I beg, sobbing immensely.
"POLICE! OPEN UP NOW OR WE WILL HAVE NO OPTION BUT TO KICK THE DOOR IN!"
"I'm sorry my Kookie, I have to do this." Tae kneels down right in front of me, looking me in the eye "I'm sorry for being a dick, goodbye my Kookie."
"wait! NO TAEHYUNG—" I suddenly get cut off by Taehyung slitting his throat right in front of me. A sight that will never leave my mind from this day forward. "NO! WHY? FUCK!" I sob uncontrollably. He laid there. Lifeless.
The police finally manage to kick the door in, they analyse the scene amongst them. They see Tae's cold, body lying there. They see me lying against the wall trying to cling onto life, as I was slowly loosing consciousness. They see Yoongi & Jimin tied up sleeping.
"Get the paramedics in here asap!" is the last thing I hear, as for the last thing I see. It was him. His eyes, his dark, lifeless eyes staring at me. After that the pain was gone and suddenly everything went black.
—
{STILL JK PoV}
*2 days later*
The pain, it came creeping back as I open my eyes for the first time in two days. Two days since it all happened. The day he did it right in front of me, killed himself.
I can never not see his emotionless face slowly loosing life as the blood oozed out of his open wound that he inflicted upon himself. It's a sight that will traumatise me forever. Was he alive? No stop Jungkook! Of course he isn't.
A nurse walks into the room, surprised to see me awake. "Ah! You're awake, let me go and get your doctor!" She says whilst running out the door.
My doctor walks into the room, darting towards me "Ah hello Jungkook! How are you feeling?"
"I-I'm feeling fine, doctor is he okay?" I ask, desperately wanting to know if he is alive or not.
"Who? Taehyung?" He asks me. I nod at him.
"He surprisingly made it, they managed to get him to the hospital in time to save him. He is currently recovering in a mental institution, he has a 6 year sentence there." The doctor explains, my eyes widen. He's alive. How? How is he alive? Oh my god. This cannot be happening. At least he can't come near me. Well for 6 years at least.
"Okay, are Yoongi and Jimin okay?" I ask.
The doctor nods, as he makes his way out of the room.
*6 years later*
<Still JK PoV>
{BEEP. BEEP. BEEP}
I reluctantly press snooze on my alarm as I open my eyes, rubbing them intensely. I slowly but surely get up and make my way towards my bathroom to take a shower, grabbing my phone along the way. I unlock my iPhone, and immediately check my emails. This is what I do everyday, since I became a cafe owner. I was pretty happy, even though I was still single, I was happy because I had my friends to comfort me. I continue strolling through my emails whilst brushing my teeth. A particular email caught my interest, it didn't look like junk mail. It said:
Dear Mr Jeon Jungkook,
Seeing as you are the only contact number left, we need to inform you that today Mr Kim Taehyung is scheduled to leave the Billiton Mental Institution. By law we have to send him to someone listed on his contacts, thus is you. We are sorry for the short notice. It would be appreciated if you could stop by and sign some release papers and take Mr Kim Taehyung with you. Thank you.
All the best,
Billiton Mental Institution.
My eyes widen at the email, they really inspect me to let Taehyung stay at my place after what he did. Fuck no.
-knock. knock.-
I rush to the front door to find a wild Park Jimin standing there. Why was he here so early? "Hey Jungkook. Me and Yoongi had a fight, he kicked me out. Can I stay at yours for a little bit?" He asked desperately.
"Of course you can, come on in" I let him in, closing the door.
"Jimin?" I ask.
I get a Mhm as a response.
"I got an email from Billiton Mental Institution. It was about y'know. His six year sentence finishes today and they want me to pick him up and accommodate for him" I say as Jimin's eyes widened. "Wait seriousy?" He asked. I nod in response.
—
<Taehyung PoV>
Even after six years I still want him. Every single day in this institution I think about him. Jungkook.
The fact that I will have to be taken in by him excites me. I will finally have my kookie back.
The cell door unlocks as my therapist walks in a sits beside me.
"Hello Taehyung, how are you feeling today?" He asked.
It was usual procedure, the same damn one everyday for the past 6 years. Every morning my therapist would come in and ask me the same questions over and over again.
"Fine." I would always answer.
"You're getting out today, how does that make you feel."
"Happy" I say.
"Okay. Right Jungkook should be on his way with Park Jimin. They rung this morning. You better be on your best behaviour Taehyung. They are accommodating for you so be appreciative." My therapist says whilst making his way towards the door, "don't disappoint me. I don't want to see you in this place again."
My only plan was to get my kookie to love me again, convince him that I've changed. I had planned this over the past six years and it's finally going to happen.
-1 hour later-
<Jimin PoV>
I can't believe this is actually happening. Taehyung is getting out. Me and Jungkook are on our way to pick him up. If history repeats itself I don't know what I would do.
-20 Min later-
Me and Jungkook arrive at BMI. We had to wait in the reception, Jungkook had to sign release papers etc. My heart dropped when I saw him. He was walking towards us, JK didn't even notice so I tap his shoulder to get him to notice.
"Jimin. Jungkook. It's been a while." His emotionless, deep voice fills the room.
This was the start of something bad once again.
The start of a nightmare
                                 The End.