murder

day 4 [part a]

the throbbing in taehyung's head and constant fear that he would be beat again kept him awake until the early hours of the morning.

his crying didn't stop until about 1 o'clock that morning, exactly 6 hours after the incident.

his stomach was in knots, and he felt as if he was going to throw up at any given moment.

he looked exhausted.

he didn't eat or say anything when jimin came to see him.

there, sat under the large tree again, was the first time taehyung felt at peace.

taehyung felt around his back pocket.

in his hand, were a few graham cracker crumbs.

he threw them onto the ground, and just as he suspected, a few crows flew down to eat the crumbs.

one of which, had a small strip of paper on its leg.

so taehyung did the only logical thing one would do in that situation.

he took the paper strip off and read it:

"hello, again!

i feel like an old-timey folk for talking to someone like this..

anyways, how are you doing?

and if you don't mind me asking, where do the crows go when they fly away?

nice meeting you, talk soon! -M.K."

a small smile crept onto taehyung's lips.

he took out his notepad and pen from his pocket.

"hi!

i felt the same way!

and i'm doing fine, i guess. just in a lot of pain. how about you?

also... the crows fly to a large tree in the middle of a prison yard... that's where i am.

please don't freak out! i'm not a bad person :( i'm very lonely, and talking to someone outside these fences feels freeing.

hope we get to know eachother more! -K.T."

there was only so much taehyung could say.

he taped the note to one of the crow's legs, and then got up from the ground.

"attention, prisoners! will inmate 5845, kim taehyung, please report to the visitation center immediately?" the intercom boomed in the middle of the cafeteria.

taehyung shot up from his seat, where he was playing a card game with jimin.

"someone is here to see you?" jimin asked, running one of his hands through his dark brown hair.

"i guess so," taehyung shrugged.

as a guard escorted taehyung to the visitation area, he couldn't help but wonder who would want to come see him.

the guard opened the door to the dimly-lit room.

he instructed taehyung to sit in booth number 5, and he obeyed.

picking up the phone, taehyung said:

"hello?"

"taehyung-ah."

tears brimmed taehyung's eyes when he heard that voice.

the face of the person possessing the voice was slowly revealed as the light got brighter.

"hyung?"