Killer || JJK✔️

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** FINAL CHAPTER **

Taehyung, Yuna, Jina, and I exited the van nervously and headed towards the front door. Taehyung rang the doorbell, and butterflies filled my stomach.

"Don't forget to smile!" He sarcastically said in a sing-song voice, and the door was opened a moment later by the maid.

She looked at us for a second, but once she realized what was going on, her eyes widened and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Hi!" Taehyung exclaimed with a smile, "Nice to see you again."

I heard footsteps running down the stairs, and my mom and dad's faces appeared in the doorway next.

My dad's eyes widened. "M-Micha? Yuna? Jina? Taesung? How did you all get here..." He mumbled in disbelief.

My mom fainted not even a second later, and my dad caught her. I wasn't ever sure how to feel about any of this. They almost never talked to me, it was rare if they said a simple 'good morning' to me. And now, they were freaking out that I was back? There were many times that I never saw them the entire day, and now they're acting like this all of a sudden because I was gone?

"Come in, you four!" The maid ordered, and ushered us inside before shutting the door. Dad carried Mom over to the couch, and set her down gently.

"I'll call the police," He said afterwards, and picked up the phone.

The maid brought the four of us into the living room and forced us to sit on the couches. Soon enough, all the staff in the house were aware of what was going on, and were watching everything unfold from in the foyer.

Everyone was fussing about the situation around me, but all I could do was sit and stare blankly at the ground while all the drama unfolded. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to have to go back to a normal life... I just wanted to have that constant adventure, that adrenaline pumping through your veins 24/7 feeling. But all good things had to come to an end. It was over, and I didn't want it to be.

I shifted and went to put my hands back into my sweatshirt pockets, but I then remembered that the medicine bottle was inside. I was grateful I just happened to be sitting on the end of the couch...

After shifting closer to the side of the couch I was on, I pulled the medicine bottle sneakily out of my pocket, and slid it down in between the cushions before anyone would see it.

I would get it later... No one would know it was there, and they'd never find it.

The next few hours consisted of the police arriving to ask questions, along with an ambulance showing up, but I refused to let them look at my arm. I'd rather just change the bandage and wash the cut everyday like Bangtan had done... Or have one of the maids do it for me. Whatever.

Everything was a complete blur of people talking to me and asking questions over and over and over again... None which I could bring myself to answer truthfully. I told them about BTS briefly, but left out everything about Jungkook, and instead made up lies about his part in it. The story I told was the only thing I could remember clearly out of the whole night. He was just a man who wouldn't even tell me his name. We quickly were taken to BTS' hideout, he wasn't seen the majority of the time while I was there. He used to be friends with Taesung, who was aware of the situation, but not where we were. Taesung accidentally stumbled along the building, and kept in contact with the mysteriously unnamed man, where they came up with their plan. Once we finally escaped, the man left us, and we went back home ourselves.

The other three went along with my dumb story, and the police seemed to accept it. It was gonna be all over the news tomorrow, I knew it. Like I cared, everyone in the town knew I was missing anyway. They'll just be so happy to know I'm back...