Killer || JJK✔️

- THIRTY EIGHT -

Taesung and I ran as fast as we could out of the kitchen. The other members of BTS were still waking up and trying to figure out what was going on, they wouldn't be able to catch up with us. Once we were a safe distance away, Taesung came to a halt, out of breath.

"Micha... Listen to me, alright?" He stated quickly, and I nodded. "I need you to go unlock the door and get your friends, but stay in the basement. I'll meet you three down there. But if it's been more than ten minutes, come upstairs and find me. Okay?" 

"Okay," I replied, and Taesung nodded before running in the opposite direction. I quickly made my way back to the basement, glad I hadn't run into any of the members yet. Taesung was probably going to hold them off or something, so I can get to my friends without being caught.

I couldn't help but grin as I ran. Excitement ran through me at the thought of finally rescuing my friends, and seeing them once more. I could just imagine the grateful expressions on their faces, the hugs we'd exchange, the tears of joy streaming down our faces once we were reunited... It was all playing out in my mind perfectly.

I dashed down the stairs, not caring anymore about how loud I was as I ran. It didn't matter, they wouldn't catch me. Nothing would stop me from getting to my friends.

I reached the door, and examined the key ring. Three keys, and three locks. Perfect. I grinned, everything was going right for me now.

I quickly figured out which locks went to what key, and unlocked it before throwing the keys to the ground. I grinned with excitement, took a deep breath, and yanked open the door.

But the grin on my face fell suddenly once I saw them. Yuna and Jina just stared at me with shocked and confused expressions. Not the happy, excited faces I saw in my head. Just confused.

They looked awful as well, their skin was filthy and covered in dirt here and there, with bruises and cuts scattered over their faces, arms, and legs. What did they do to them?

It took a moment before any of us spoke.

"Why are you here?" Jina asked suddenly.

"I'm rescuing you," I stated, and Yuna scoffed.

"Why would we want to go with you again?" She asked, and I tilted my head in confusion.

"Why? Because I'm you're friend, and I'm helping you get out of this hell hole. What more do you want from me?" I replied, and Jina crossed her arms in a frustrated manner.

"You're the reason why we're here!" Jina argued, "If you didn't make us go to the Wall that night, we would be having a good time with our families at home, warm and safe, and not suffering! Instead, look what the hell happened!" 

I took a step back, and sighed. That really hurt. "Yeah, I know, it is all my fault. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for any of this to happen... Now won't you just let me help get you home? I don't want any of us to suffer any longer."

Yuna stood up, and shoved me a few steps back. "Suffering? Look at you, you look perfectly fine!"

I glanced down at my figure, and I realized she was right. I was a little dirty and roughed up, but for the most part, it didn't look like I had really been through that much. I then remembered what S did, and rolled up my sweatshirt sleeve to show them the bandage.

"This happened the day after I got here." I stated, and Yuna scoffed again.

"That was once! This was almost an everyday thing for us." Yuna remarked, and I sighed.

Why were they being so difficult? All I wanted to do was help, and they were just getting angry with me!

Why was I even thinking of taking them? If they couldn't even be grateful for me coming to their rescue, then why don't I just–