Psychotic Pair [DISCONTINUED]

Parents' Departure

One night..(The night the plan was executed)

I stuffed the last of my things into my suitcase.

"Are you done?"

Jungkook asked,checking his phone.

"Yup,"
I said,popping out the 'p' at the end.

"Good.Because my friends are here."

A few minutes later,my bedroom door opened and three men entered.

One had blonde hair,one had pink hair and one had mint green hair.

Both the blonde haired and the pink haired guy were smiling,but the mint haired guy looked irritated and grumpy.

"Hello! I'm Park Jimin but you can call me Jimin or Chim,"
Pink haired guy said cheerfully,a sweet smile plastered on his face.

"I'm Kim Seokjin but you can call me Jin,"
Blonde haired guy said,smiling warmly.

"Min Yoongi.Call me AgustD or Yoongi,"
Mint haired guy said in a monotone.

"Song Nae Rin. You can call me Nae Rin,"
I said politely.

"Okay.Now that you guys know each other,I'm going to give you your jobs.
Jin and Jimin hyung,I want you to rearrange Nae Rin's bedroom.Make it look like she was kidnapped after a great struggle.Yoongi hyung,you can go rest in the car because you're going to be the driver.And Nae Rin,"

He turned to me, a glint of mischief in his eyes as he pulled out a brand new fruit knife.

"We are going to do the ultimate task."

I nodded,eager to get started.

Yoongi tsked at my childish (in his opinion) actions.

"So immature,"
He said,rolling his eyes.

I scowled at him.

"Yeah,so?What's it to you?"

We had a glaring contest until Jin decided to interfere.

"Aish~Let's not fight,you guys!"

We both huffed and crossed our arms,looking away.

Jungkook rolled his eyes at our childish behaviour.

"Can we start now?"

***

Jungkook and I entered my parents' bedroom.

I saw their sleeping forms on the bed,both in deep sleep.

Jungkook waved the knife in front of my face teasingly as we stepped closer to the bed.

"Watch and learn,"
He told me before swiftly slitting my father's throat.

He twirled the knife expertly (in the air) in his hand and quickly repeated the same process on my mother.

I watched as her eyes shot open in surprise.
I let out a giggle as she started to choke on her own blood.

"Tell Satan I said 'Hi',mother!"
I sing-songed as she struggled to breathe.

We waited,quite patiently,until she went completely still.

"Red looks way better on her than blonde"
I joked,referring to the blood that got onto her dyed blonde hair.

Jungkook chuckled at my sick sense of humour.

"We should check on Jin and Jimin.They should be done by now,"
He told me,wiping the bloody knife on his jeans.

We left my parents' room and went to mine.
My jaw dropped when I saw my room.

"Wow."

Jimin and Jin,who were previously sitting on the bed,stood up at our arrival to greet us.

"Is this okay?"
Jimin asked nervously,brow slightly creased in worry

.I could see that he was the kind of person who tried to please people with all he had.

"We did our best.."

"THIS IS AMAZING!!"
I squealed.

"This looks so real!You both are really talented!"

Jin smiled proudly.
"I'm glad you like it."

Jungkook nodded in approval after scanning the room.

"You did great,Hyungs.Let's go home now,"
He told them,a smile on his face.

He intertwined his fingers with mine and the four of us walked out of my house.

We neared a black Lamborghini parked in front of the house.

Yoongi squinted his eyes at us judgingly as we got in the car.

"About damn time."
He grumbled,checking his Rolex watch.

Damn,they're rich!
I thought to myself,slightly in awe.

Jimin laughed at Yoongi's words.

"We weren't even that long,Yoongi hyung.We took,like,half an hour!"

Yoongi scoffed.

"Half an hour is long."

"I doubt you can do it faster than half an hour,"
I snapped.
This guy is really getting on my nerves.

He glared at me,and I glared straight back at him.

I wasn't going let him intimidate me so easily.

"Listen here,princess.You should be grateful I agreed to let you join our gang.Don't talk shit unless you're certain what you're saying is true."
Yoongi hissed venomously,his eyes full of hatred.

"Yoongi,"
Jin said,and there was a hint of warning in his tone.

Yoongi groaned in frustration and gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white.

He stepped on the gas pedal and the car lurched forward,zooming off to who knows where.