Watch Me Die [Yoonmin] Sequel to Feel Me Bleed

Eyes On You

Yoongi's Pov

"Explain to me just why the fuck did you bring me here?" I seethed as I looked out the window over to a police station. "You know I hate the police." I added.

Namjoon laughed. "Oh Yoongi, stop being mellow dramatic." he teased.

I shot him a death glare. "Me? Mellow dramatic? Namjoon please do not insult me for that I am in no mood for any of this shit."

I really wasn't. I wanted to go out for another kill but Namjoon decided to take a drive around town and park near a police station. 

 "I mean the point for me is to keep out of the public eye. Was it not?" I asked.

"Yoongi did you forget that you're legally dead? No one here knows you are alive and if you're worried about Jimin I assure you-"

"I'm not fucking scared of that bastard." I seethed. "Mention his name again, and I will douse this car with gasoline. With or without you inside it." 

"How tempting." Namjoon scoffed as he looked out the window. 

"I want to go home." I said as I rubbed my eyes with annoyance. "We have been sitting in the car  doing absolutely nothing and not a single prostitute has come by." I said looking around the street. Indeed we were looking for another kill but seemingly the streets were empty tonight. 

"Since I'm the one whose driving, I'll say when we go." he replied with that arrogant smile. 

"I could easily kill you, dump your ass in the alley, and drive myself home." I said.

"Can you drive stick?" he asked. I stood quiet simply because I didn't know. "Exactly my point. The only stick you know how to drive is your dick into someone's ass." he added with a spiteful yet arrogant tone.

"Fuck you." I grumbled.

"I'm still waiting for that." he retorted. 

"Geeze, what's taking Jimin so long?" a voice interrupted our argument. 

Namjoon glanced out the window and noticed two people standing under the street light. "Hoseok and Jennie." I heard him mutter.

"You know them?" I asked as I looked at the girl who took out a cell phone.

Namjoon nodded. "Indeed. But wait, the best is yet to come." he said as he patted my shoulder.

I gave him a questioning look and returned my focus on the group discussing something about a police station. I then noticed they all looked towards one direction, where a shadow was approaching them.

"About damn time." I heard the taller guy, Hoseok, say. 

Then out of the shadows appeared a ghost.

My entire body froze with anger and loathing as Park fucking Jimin was across the street, talking to his friends.

It took everything in me not to run over and break his fucking neck.

Namjoon let out a low chuckle and leaned in close to me. "You want him?" he whispered darkly into my ear.

All of my adrenaline flowed throughout my veins. "Yes" I breathed, a cold chill ran through my body.

Namjoon reached into his pocket and handed me a large blade. I grasped it like there was no tomorrow. "Then go get him." he whispered.

I wanted to, I really did but it would ruin my plans for Jimin. I had to bite down my anger, though the cold blade in my hand felt invigorating. "No. Not yet." I said as I watched the group move forward down the block.

"Hmm...how very curious." Namjoon said as he looked at me curiously. "Very well then. We shall follow and see what they all have planned." 

I nodded in agreement as I watched Jimin take the girl's hand. It made me sick to my stomach how she looks up to him. 

That's it, I've made up my fucking mind.  

I'm going to fucking kill Park Jimin.