Psychopath

Part Eight

Again Taehyung didn't show up for school. It was closing in on a holiday break and the atmosphere at school was tense.

"Jimmine!" I called noticing the small boy across the room. He looked around and his face lit up when his eyes landed on me. "Jungkook! Whatcha doing?" He asked instantly falling in step next to me. "Going to
Dance just like you." I chuckled. He giggled along with me as we walked.

We walked in the door to the dance studio and stopped. "Who are you?" I asked the young woman sitting at Hoseok's desk. "I'm the substitute teacher for mister Hoseok." She scowled towards us.

Jimin and I looked at each other with confused looks on our faces. We quickly made a turn on our heels and left the room.

"Where is Hobi Hyung?" Jimin asked as we fast walked down the empty hallway. I pulled out my phone and was texting when I bumped into someone.

"Woah be careful there." The person caught me before I could fall and I looked up to see Taehyung. I smiled. "Hyung we need your help!" I exclaimed standing up straight.

"Jungkook!" Jimin exclaimed from next to me. He slapped my arm and I stared at him. "Its probably not the best time Jungkook." Taehyung whispered. I flicked my eyes between Jimins dark stare to Taehyung's fearful look at me. "Okay." I said dryly. Jimin smirked and walked away.

"I'm so sorry Hyung, you looked so uncomfortable!" I exclaimed wrapping my arms around the boy. He chuckled deeply in my ear. "It's alright Jungkook. What is it you need help with?" He asked. "I'll text you the details." I mumbled. He smiled and nodded. We broke from the hug and I ran to catch up with Jimin.

"What the hell Jungkook?" Jimin screamed once we were outside. I stared at him. "What?" I asked. "He's a murderer!" He yelled. I sighed. "Jimin." I mumbled.

"Stop, Jungkook you cant just fuck something every time your dick inflates okay? It doesn't work like that kid." I stopped in my tracks as he said this. "First off I'm not gay. Second off says the guy who has literally fucked everyone in that school." I wasn't yelling, matter of fact I was crying. He sighed.

"Jungkook I'm sorry but you have to be careful with him." He mumbled wrapping his arms around my shoulders. "He won't hurt me." I mumbled into his shoulder.

I didn't actually know that. I thought back to the train tracks. He could have pushed me. He could have killed me. All the times I've been alone with him. He could have killed me and he didn't. He said that he didn't do it. Maybe he didn't.

"How do you know that Jungkook?" I was going to reply when I remembered his actions in the alley. Back at the train tracks. Would he hurt me?

"Jungkook!" I was pulled out of my thoughts as a man crashed into me. "Come on we have to leave now!" The man was yelling. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along with him.

My senses woke and I saw Taehyung pulling me down the street by my hand. "What the fuck?" Jimin was running behind us yelling. "Taehyung what are you doing? Where are you taking me?" I asked. He looked scared and frantic.

"We are going back to the train tracks. I need to show you something." He huffed turning quickly. "Why are we running then?" I was so confused. We reached the train tracks in no time due to the speed we were moving.

He ran past the house and onto the tracks never letting go of my hand. Jimin continued to run behind us and I could tell he was catching up. We suddenly stopped next to the cliff we had tracked to earlier.

"Don't you dare throw him off." Jimin ripped me from Taehyung's grasp. Taehyung stared back and Jimin with desperation and sadness bleeding from his eyes.

"I-I wasn't going to." He mumbled. I could already see the tears form in Taehyung's eyes. I tore away from Jimin and wrapped my arms around Taehyung. "It's okay. I know you won't hurt me." I mumbled.

He nodded and pulled away from me. "I-I'll um stand back here." He mumbled while pointing to the cliff. He gave a look to Jimin who seemed satisfied with the compromise.

I hesitatingly looked over the cliff edge and gasped. "The train." I mumbled. "It's the train that killed my mom Jungkook." Taehyung mumbled. I turned to look at him and felt my heart drop.

Cops had surrounded Taehyung and had him in handcuffs. "Wait." I mumbled. "I had to show you Jungkook," Taehyung was staring directly at me. His face was sad and he had just begun to cry. I felt my own tears pull at my eyes. I cleared my throat and watched as they slowly turned him around.

"Wait." Taehyung mumbled. He moved away from the cops and walked towards me. He pressed his lips to mine and I instantly kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cherished the moment with him before the cops tore him away from me.