Panstagram <> Vkook

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(Taehyung's P.O.V)
I woke up to cold water on my face and two faces hovering over me.

"He's waking up!" An unfamiliar voice shouted.

"Don't kill him even more Yuna." Jisoo has a cracked voice. I sat up and they moved out of my way.

"What made you faint?" Jisoo asked me.

"Jungkook sent me a text message." I said as the dizziness wore off.

"And?..." the random other girl said.

"It said; I love you. Goodbye." I said and Jisoo started crying and the girl hugged her.

"D-Do Y-You think he killed himself?" Jisoo asked letting out a shaky breath.

"Well if he never came home how could he have gotten supplies to do so?" The random girl said.

"You're right Yuna." Jisoo said as she calmed down.

"We need to call 911!" Yuna yelled.

"We can't!" Jisoo yelled back.

"Why?" Yuna asked.

"Because reading between the lines Taehyung hurt him and if he has markings that could land Taehyung in jail and If Jungkook does come back he will probably text him first!" She explained.

"I did not hit him—I-I-" I started but felt dizzy again so stopped.

"You what?" Yuna asked.

"Pulled his hair really hard and threw him outside by it. To the point I had some strands in my hands when I was done." I said in a guilty tone.

"TAEHYUNG WHAT THE FUCK!!!!" Jisoo screamed and tried to come after me, but Yuna held her back.

"OK we all need to stay calm and formulate a plan to try and find Jungkook." Yuna said.

"Good point."

By the afternoon we all went separate ways, in hopes of I find Jungkook. Jisoo and Yuna got friends to help look for him also.

I walked alone, guilt making me feel sick to my stomach.

I ripped his clothes off basically
I hurt him
I threw him out roughly
I screamed at him

He must feel so broken right now.

"Jungkook please don't do anything to yourself..," I whispered as I started to cry silently.

Eventually sunset was occurring and I had met up with some of the people
Looking for him and no one had any luck on finding him.

I gave them more information about what he looked like when I threw him out and they all nodded and split up again.

But by nightfall it felt hopeless.

We all continued looking for Jungkook, all of our cheeks tear stained. Jungkook was such a nice kid and everyone bawled at the thought of finding him dead somewhere.

Eventually the towns sheriff caught on to why kids were spread out calling out his name and joined in on looking, some even made posters and stuck them on posts.

Around 12am everyone met back at the Jeon house, sitting helplessly on the couch as a horrific scenario unfolded practically in front of our eyes.

No one knew why Jungkook ran away so no one hated me. I was hoping Jisoo would not tell, but even if she did I deserved the hate.

I hurt the most precious human being.

I remembered all of our calls. Each one of the times his face would glitch and he would let out his cute laugh, each time he would blush when I called him bunny.