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「 five 」

Jungkook's POV
I was walking down the hallway, to my bedroom. Once I've reached the said room, I placed my hand on the doorknob and turned it.

Stepping in, I saw an unwanted and unexpected figure standing by the side of my bed, looking down to something.

She turned around and we made eye contact as I took a few steps closer to her.

My eyes landed on what she was looking at, it was the picture of me and her...

Anger filled me up in an instant. I felt my blood boiling in my veins, a knot forming inside my stomach as I clenched my fists into a ball.

I threw her a death glare and stared at her deeply into her eyes, trying so hard to calm down. But I couldn't control myself.

"Put that down and get the fuck out of my room. Now."
I said, closing my eyes for a brief moment and taking a deep breath.

Young Eun looked at me in fear, her body was trembling as she bit her lips hard.
"B-But Jungkook, I-I just—"

"Are you deaf or what?!"
I accidentally raised my voice and yelled, causing her to flinch and quickly put down the picture.

She slowly walked towards the door as our shoulders brushed. I quickly grabbed her wrist and slammed her against the door, trapping her in between my arms.

"Listen, don't you dare come in here ever again or I swear, I will have no mercy on you."
I said, pronouncing every single word properly and slowly to make sure that she listens.

She pressed her lips into a thin line and quickly nodded, her cheeks were turning red.

Young Eun's POV
"Listen, don't you dare come in here ever again or I swear, I will have no mercy on you."

I could feel myself getting hot and shaking in fear as I nodded quietly. It was my first time seeing this side of him. I've never imagined him to be so angry because of a picture.

Jungkook took a step forward, closing the gap between us as his arms snaked around my waist. I got confused and puzzled for a moment until his hand reached for the doorknob and turned it open, causing me to stumble back.

He scoffed and glared at me one last time before slamming the door shut, right in front of my face.

My knees weakened, I felt so hurt. I know I just met him, but he couldn't just do this to me. I felt tears forming inside my eyes, slowly, they rolled down, one by one, moistening my cheeks.

"I can't believe I'm crying because of you!"
I yelled and kicked his door aggressively, hurting my own toes.

Suddenly, there were glass shattering sounds coming from the other side of the door. My heart raced when the door vibrated with a loud bang.

"I can't believe I'm going crazy because of you!"
He shouted from the other side.

"Well, you could've told me nicely to put that picture down!"

"You shouldn't have came in here without permission as if this is your own house!"

"Fine! We're both at faults, okay?!"
I surrendered and ruffled my hair in frustration.

I waited for a few minutes for a response but he was quiet. I straightened my back, getting ready to walk away but then, something stopped me.

A loud scream echoed around the hallways with more glass shattering from Jungkook's room and another loud bang.

I covered my ears and started to panic. I couldn't even think of anything positive at the moment, my whole brain was filled with negativity.

"Jungkook! Stop what you're doing!"
I knocked on his door continuously and kicked it hard, trying to open it but failed miserably.

I then decided to get help. I quickly ran down to the ground floor and searched for one of the boys.

Finally after running all over the place, I bumped into a dark-browned haired boy and shook his arm aggressively.

He turned around with his eyebrows raised, grabbing my wrist.
"Young Eun? Calm down, what happened? Namjoon wants to see you—"

"No no! It's Jungkook, he's gone mad."
I raised my voice but lowered it down a little, begging him to follow me.

He thought for a moment, but quickly nodded and we raced up to Jungkook's room.

Once we reached there, the rest of the boys were already trying to break the door down, including Namjoon, he was there too.

Namjoon turned to look at me furiously.
"What happened to him, Young Eun?"
He said, his eyes were piercing into my soul.

"I-I don't k-know.."
I stuttered unknowingly.

Soon, the guys managed to break the door. It tumbled down and revealed a ruckus inside Jungkook's room.

Namjoon stepped in first as we slowly followed him quietly and in shock.

It was a mess. His room was in a huge mess. Glass pieces were all over the floor, his wardrobe was lying on the floor, his white shirts were all stained with fresh blood.

It was all my fault.

"Guys, where is Jungkook?"
Namjoon questioned with his brows raised at them.

I couldn't look up, I couldn't face them, after all, I was the cause of Jungkook's reckless behaviour, but they didn't know. I couldn't even tell them.

Soon, my eyes landed on the windows that were wide opened. While the boys were discussing about Jungkook, I quickly tip-toed across the room and to the window.

Looking down to the ground, I spotted a patch of blood. It was fresh too. I suppose that it was Jungkook's blood.

Without any hesitation, I quickly but quietly jumped down the window and landed on the grass swiftly, careful enough to not hurt myself.

It was another garden. This garden was just filled with plain green grass with a few old trees around.

I strolled down the garden and found myself looking into Jungkook's dark eyes all of a sudden.

"Jungkook?.."

He was bloody, glass pieces were all over his body, he was sitting leisurely on a tree branch. I was afraid that he might fall.

When our gaze locked, a devilish smirk crept across his blood-stained lips, sending a shiver down to my spine.

How can he even smirk and joke around when he's injured badly?

"Look what you made me do"

To Be Continued

Sorry for the late update T.T
Drama eh ;)