Handsome Hitman ✓ Jikook

Chapter Thirty Three

JIMIN

No, no it can't be Taehyung. This is insane. This is a nightmare; a bad dream. Wake up wake up! That wasn't gonna happen though. I knew this was reality; it made my eyes tear deeply but I quickly wiped those tears away. "Pick him up Jungkook"

He looked at me in the eyes as if he was telling me to change my mind, but I looked him back in the eyes strongly. With a soft huff, he slowly got up, grabbing Taehyungs forearms and letting him tuck his legs underneath him. Pushing himself up till he finally stood up straight with his back nearly touching Jungkooks chest. 

I could see the white at Jungkooks knuckles with red fingers. He was holding him really tightly. I don't wanna believe Taehyungs a dangerous person, but after what I was told by the police and what Taehyung was buying every time he came to the store, it made my mind think that maybe he could be dangerous. It made my mind go crazy with a bunch of assumptions.

Taehyung had his head hanging and looking at the floor. His hair kind of hanging in front of his face so I couldn't see it. Without thinking, I pushed the hair to behind his ear so I could see his eyes. Still no emotion. He didn't glance at me or flinch even after I touched him. Maybe I could just ask simple questions.

"Taehyung", not even a movement from his fingers, "Taehyung... Why were you buying those things? The rags, the waters, the bleach? Did something happen?" Nothing. My face got warm as I glared a little at him. "Did you do something you weren't supposed to? Did you hurt someone Taehyung?". I was never a person to really get angry. I was just getting so upset. I want answers for once! "Answer me!"

 A loud snap echoed through the small store as his head snapped to the side. My hand stung, so I knew his cheek had to hurt. The small movement made me pant softly as my eyes teared up. Stop being quiet! I had an emotion out of him though. His eyes were wide with shock. Even when I glanced at Jungkook, his expression was the same. Surprise.

"Why were you buying those things Taehyung!? I know that the police are after you! Why won't you just tell me!? P-Please answer me!" I almost choked on a sob but kept my composure and kept my tears back. This was my best friend. 

He finally looked up at me. An almost scary smile on his face formed as he raised his head and straightened up his posture. Jungkooks hands shook as he held onto him tighter. Almost making Taehyungs hands turn blue from almost no circulation of blood flow. "You're right Jiminie. I hurt someone. Is that what you want to hear? I can make it worse". He laughed which made cold chills travel through my spine. This person was psychotic. This isn't Taehyung. "I, your best friend, have hurt someone. Is that what you wanna hear hyung? Hm?"

I glared at him as it was my turn to look at my feet. Rubbing my arm up and down when the atmosphere became heavy and almost dark as clouds outside blocked the sun and gave shade to the area. I looked back up at him, shaking my head. Tears now falling down my cheek pathetically as I wiped them away. 

"W-Why Taehyung..." I stuttered as I coughed to try to get it out of my throat. I couldn't. I was shaking too much to not stutter. 

He laughed, his voice deeper than normal as he nudged the hair away from his eyes that fell back into his face when he raised his head. He looked me straight in the eyes when I looked back up at him. "It's simple Jimin. I'm just easily getting rid of bad people. People that I've been planning on getting rid of for a while. Now that I'm successfully doing so, the place is getting better"

Nothing but confusion was written all over my face as I shook my head. What is he talking about? "How long have you been doing this?" Here we go with no answer. He just stared at me as he slowly looked from the tips of my shoes to the top of my head. I didn't feel comfortable with him anymore. This isn't my best friend that I thought I knew anymore. What else was a lie?...

I wish I knew that this was coming. I wish I knew that a lot of this was coming. A lot has happened, things I didn't want to know or didn't want to happen. Things happen whether you want them too or not.

"Jimin". I kept my arms crossed across my chest to keep myself covered. "Remember when that bullet shot through the window? Shooting that slutty secretary in the head?" I turned pale and my eyes widened. I looked straight at Jungkook, confused about why he wasn't as shocked as I was. Did he know something? Something that I didn't? Was he keeping something from me? WHO DO I TRUST ANYMORE!? "I was aiming for this bastard. I was hoping I wouldn't hit you. I like you Jimin. He moved though, and I hit that bitch instead"

My knees felt so weak that I thought they were going to collapse from underneath me. I held onto a shelf to keep myself up on my feet. "Jimin", I looked up at Jungkook, "We should kill him"

My face turned red and more tears streamed down my cheeks. Why does that have to be the first thing he says!? This isn't making my mind feel better right now! I feel like I could go insane myself. I left Jungkooks place to try to get some sanity back. I haven't gained any. I'm gonna go insane at this rate. Even if apparently Taehyung is now a psychopath in my book, I shook my head. This can't be happening...

"W-We're not killing him Jungkook that's ridiculous!" I shouted with a squeaky voice. All from nerves that were growing and growing. 

"He tried to shoot me Jimin you heard what he said! What if he killed you, or shot you in the back or arm on accident!? He killed someone in front of you!"

"So did you!", I retorted with sobs, "You've killed two people in front of me!"

He groaned as he shook his head. "That's different, those were bad people Jimin. I take hits on bad people not the innocent" He tried to excuse. My head was on fire though. My tongue was slick, not holding anything back.

I wiped my cheeks as I sniffed quietly. "H-How do I know you're not a bad guy Jungkook? How do I know T-Taehyung isn't the good guy killing bad people, and that's you. That y-you're one of the bad people?"

He froze, staying quiet. Did I hit the nail on the head? Was he really the bad person this entire time? I've been at the side of a bad person. A dangerous person. Maybe Taehyung was just protecting me. I couldn't take this anymore.

"I-I'm calling the police" I mumbled as I walked over to the front of the counter. Reaching over and grabbing the wireless phone and was dialing the number. 

The phone crashed onto the floor, breaking it. My forearm slammed onto the tiled floor as my head throbbed. Something hard hit me in the back of the head. I laid onto my back with a whimper as I held my head and looked up with blurred vision. 

Jungkook stood above me with both of Taehyungs wrists in one of his hands. Dropping the blurred item onto the floor with a loud echoed thud as my hearing was leaving. Did Jungkook j-just hit me? 

Black spots started to surround my vision as my eyes closed. My arms going limp on my chest and beside my head. The last thing I saw; Taehyung with a grin and Jungkook with a worried look that almost said "sorry" in his eyes.