Yandere Neighbor (Vminkook) {Mature 21+}

Chapter 25: Lockup

"Kookie, what's going on?"

The younger wiped the tears off his face and pulled his brother into a tight hug, but as he looked around his house, he saw the wall, which had the basement hiding behind it.

"Hyung, I gotta show you something. Close your eyes."

"You're kind of freaking me out dude."

"Just close them."

His brother obeyed, and Jungkook let go of him before going into the kitchen, grabbing a pan and came up behind him, swinging as hard as he could, and then quickly knelt down to make sure he still had a pulse.

"Thank god," he whispered and picked his brother up, carrying him over to the wall.

He peeled it back, going into the basement then locked him up like he did with the previous two boys. He then looked over his brother for a second and took his belt that had his gun, taser, walkie talkie, and baton on it.

"I'll be down when you wake up hyung," he said quietly, gently patting his brothers leg as he stood up.

After a few hours, Jungkook returned to the basement, seeing his brother finally opening his eyes and the younger sat in front of him, the box of albums in his arms.

"Hello hyung."

"Jungkook, what the hell are you doing dude?"

"I can't kill you."

"Well I hope not. What's going on?"

"I don't want you disappointed in me, but everyone I have done this to, I had a good reason."

"What are you talking about?"

Jungkook pulled out the yellow album and looked at his brother hesitantly.

"I love you, but I can't kill you and I can't let you go so you have to live here now ok?"

"You're freaking me out dude."

"You're a cop, you were going to get me arrested and take them away from me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Jimin and Taehyung. They're upstairs playing overwatch."

"Jimin and...the two missing people?"

"I love them hyung. They're mine and I treat them good."

"Jungkook, what the hell. Tell me you're lying."

"I'm not. And all the other missing people, they aren't missing. They're dead."

His brother began to breath heavily, now genuinely scared.

"Kook, let me go, we can get you help ok?"

"I'm not crazy, I'm normal. They needed to die."

"No, no no no this isn't normal. Unlock these cuffs, and we can go to the hospital, get you some medicine and stuff ok?"

"I don't need anything like that. Aren't you glad that dad is dead?"

"You...you were the one that killed him?"

"He hurt us hyung. He beat mom, he killed our sister, he had to die. He deserved it."

"Jungkook-"

"Be quiet, I need to show you these."

"Show me what?"

"Everyone I've killed."

"No I don't want to see that."

"You're going to live here and be happy with your little brother. Now look at the pictures, I know you will like this one. See? It's uncle."

His brother gulped as he saw the bloody image in front of him, the photo being more disturbing than he had ever seen in his life and he slowly raised his eyes to his younger brother who was proudly holding the album.

"Jungkook...tell me that's fake."

"He raped me hyung, aren't you happy that he's gone? Be proud of me."

"That's not normal, you need help."

"You're starting to annoy me you know. You don't want to annoy me. Oh, here's another one, remember your old bully? It took me a while to find him, but I got revenge for you."

"Jungkook!"

"Oh, Jiminie's calling me. Down here baby!"

His brother gulped again, seeing the missing man skip down the stairs, now realizing that what Jungkook told him really was true.

"Who's this?" Jimin asked, a little concerned.

"My brother. He's going to live here, say hi."

"Um, hi."

Jungkook's brother didn't say anything, and just stared at him in shock.

"What do you need?" Jungkook asked, breaking the silence.

"Uh...I was just going to ask if we could have pizza for lunch."

"Yeah, order some but come get me when they arrive."

"Ok. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jimin went back up the stairs, and Jungkook chuckled while looking at his brother.

"Isn't he cute? God I love that boy."

"Kookie...let me go, you're crazy."

"I am not, please stop calling me that."

"Look, if dad screwed you up in the head, I get it, he was a dick to us. But you are holding two grown men captive, and you have an album full of dead people. Does that seem normal to you?"

"Hyung, now you're starting to really get on my nerves."

"Jungkook you need help."

"Shut up, I do not."

"You're a psychopath."

"I am not."

"Yes you are. I'm your brother, I'm your friend, but you need help. I'm telling you this because I love you."

"Damnit shut up! I'm not crazy! I'm not psycho, I'm not anything like that! You don't know half the shit I went through as a child because dad favored you!"

"Kook, calm down."

"No, I protected you, you ungrateful bastard! I'm not crazy because I want to protect the ones who I love and keep them close to me! You don't know what it's like to have your sister die in your arms because she was standing over you as dad beat her to death! Instead, you were out sleeping with whores when that happened, when you could have been protecting us like older siblings should!"

His brother looked down, and shook his head.

"Kook-"

"Shut your goddamn mouth, I don't even want to see you right now. You don't know anything about what we went through because you were always drunk or busy getting yours. It's amazing how I still love you."

His brother watched as Jungkook picked up his albums and went back upstairs, slamming the door shut behind him, then the younger put the fake wall back and went to his room, placing the box back in his closet. He then sat on his bed, picking up the rabbit stuffed animal, and stared at it before bringing it up to his nose, amazed that he could still smell his mother's perfume on it.

"I miss you so much," he whispered and hugged it tightly.