Enemy?||TaeKook

Ch. 23 Red Lake

Warning: big trigger warning
I know I said I was done with warnings but I feel like this chapter really needed it but after this one I'm seriously done!!

Also I must talk about the hair colors change!!! (I don't have any pictures sadly all the ones I've seen people upload are blurry so yeah.)

Anyways! First of all Jungkook's red/pink hair!! It's so beautiful! He no longer has the hair colors of brown through black!
And my Tae baby back at it with light colors!! Ahh so stunning (silver hair Tae is still my favorite color yet though, though I love every color!)
And Jimin! A undercut, someone get me holy water!
Namjoon and the brown/blonde ahhhhh!!!! These boys killing once again!
Hoseok and Yoongi keeping theirs black and hell im not complaining!
And Jin bringing back the blonde! Ugh a visual God! Hell their all damn Gods!

All get down and pray to the all mighty Gods together they are Bangtan!
*gets on my knees and begs to be revived after they knocked me into my grave!*

Ok sorry bout that chapter time now!!

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Taehyung pov

    After talking with Yoongi about everything that happened and giving him the file intel, he called for a celebration of our first solo mission. It would just be us 'the inner circle', but in which I declined saying I didn't feel well, so I could escape to my room to think, or more so take care of myself and finish what I started on the roof.

I stumbled up the stairs the dark thoughts rushing though my head like a water from a broken dam. They flooded my mind different ways to end it. Hanging, no it's to quick I need to feel the pain that the man did. Pills, still no pain they will only slow drift me off, of course depending on the pills, plus I would have to wait to get them, I want to do it now.

    I quickly closed the door behind me locking it. Running my fingers though my hair, l felt the burn of tears in my eyes and my throat close up as I attempted to chock back sobs. What have I done! I took a mans life ending it point blank with a bullet to his chest! breathing quick short breaths I began to feel light headed and disoriented more than I already was. I stumbled my way to the bathroom and laid in the tub.

That's when a idea hits me. As I think back to the man I killed. The way he bled to death, the slow painful death he endured. I can do just the same, not shooting myself that would have the others running to me in a hot minute. Something quite, but will still have me bleed out painfully. I smiled as reach my hand in my pocket looking for the perfect item for the job.

    I rummaged in my pocket feeling for the knife I had been given just incase of close combat scenarios. When my fingers brushed across the smooth cold handle I felt relieved and I smile. I pulled it out ever so gently as if it were the most fragile thing in the world. I pushed the button making the blade swing out so fast that you could barely see the movement. I held it up admiring the way the sharp edge shone in the light brightly. The small deadly ridged edged that were along the smooth one. The ridges making it more deadly than a plain smooth edge.

    I pulled off my jacket and pants leaving me in my boxers and white t-shirt. I brought down the knife to my arm admiring it as it easily cut into my skin with a small ripping sound, enjoying the pain and sight as my blood poured from the wound. I smiled at it sweetly, glad I'm making up for the wrong I've done, taking my life to make up for the man I killed. The blood poured from my skin as I continued to add more and more slashes over my body each one deeper and more deadly than the last. I attempted to spell killer into my arm only for it to just look like the rest of my jagged lines.

    My arms going slack from the loss of blood to where I could no longer carry on with the knife my arm to weak to hold it I just settled in the tub waiting for the light to fade and die.

I hear a faint banging on the door and yells of my name as I lay their. I shake my head knowing even if they make their way in it will be to late. I look down admiring the blood pooling into the tub. My white shirt now appearing red from the blood. As I hear a loud crack and bang in the other room I just smile, I knew they were to late. From the sides of my vision the darkness begins making its way into the middle of my eyes until I faded into a dark abyss.

Jungkook pov (when Taehyung first heard the knocking)

    I was now banging on the door worried to death about Taehyung after what Jimin told me what he saw. I was screaming my baby's name, but still no answer. By now all the other boys have joined me helping me try to break the door down.

30 minutes earlier

    I was doubled over with laughter as Hoseok started drunkenly dancing all across the room making his way over to me swaying his hips at me as he made grabbing motions at my hands, I collapsed on the floor in a fit of laughter. Yoongi then cleared his throat clearly agitated at Hoseok's flirty drunk self, but gained his boyfriends attention none the less and they were now grinding together as me and Namjoon yelled for them to get a room.

    "Hey, Kook!" I turn to see Jimin slowly making his way into the room with a grim look on his face, which immediately worried me. Jimin is normally the happy go guy with a smile plastered to his face, but his drained face and scared eyes pulled though his usual persona.

    "Jimin? Whats up?" I ask shooting up from the floor I was just on after I collapsed from laughing.

    "It's Taehyung..." He said his face contouring more and more with worry by the second. "I think he's contemplating suicide."

    The whole room falls silent, Hoseok and Yoongi stop grinding and Namjoon looks over in disbelief. I nearly laugh at Jimin's accusation. Taehyung is so bright, happy, and loving, he would never contemplate suicide. Sure leaving his family behind and his step father wanting him dead may cause some depressing times, but he loved life to much to kill himself, right?

    "I'm sure he's fine Jimin." I said waving off his thought going back to my beer when Jimin says something else that nearly makes me drop my bottle.

    "If I hadn't come to grab him from the roof when I did, then he'd be dead. When I came out onto the roof he had his arms eagle spread and was about to walk right off the roof. I'm not wrong and I don't think he went back to his room to rest." Before Jimin could even finish I bolted up the stair so fast I nearly fell forward my legs to far behind my upper body.

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Present

    I continuously rammed myself into the door along with the help of Namjoon, until it busted open. I fell forward onto the floor due to throwing my body into the door with so much force, but I quickly regained myself scrambling towards the bathroom after seeing Taehyung wasn't in the main part of the room.

Opening the door so hard it swung against the wall leaving a dent in the wall and breaking the knob I rushed in. I nearly faint at the sight.

"Fuck!" I scream rushing over to Taehyung his white, now red, blood soaked shirt clung to his body from the dampness. The slashed and deep cuts still pouring blood into the tub, his face snow white from lack of blood flow. His mouth in a small slightly ajar smile as his head is lolled back facing the ceiling, his eyes closed with his eyelashes brushing his face. "Tae! Baby wake up!" I begin shaking him, but Jimin comes in gasping in horror pushing me away gently picking him up and rushing him to the infirmary with the rest of us hot on his tail.

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Well I'm a dark person huh?

I just feel like I have to update y'all!
But next week I will be on vacation so I'll try my best to write some chapters, but don't expect as many updates!