Even tho HE'S a MONSTER-{PJM} (On Hold)

Blood, Blood, oh Blood

-your an angel with black wings

Jimin held you in his procting arms, he took you to your room, layed you onto your bed.

-Y/N..I'm sorry, forgive me for dragging you into this mess, I need to stay away from you, I know I should, I know I have to, but I can't. . . leave you like this.

He whispered into your ear, while you were laying there, still unconscious.

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You woke up to something still stinging your back, you got up, your bed red, your breath heavy.

You get up and go to the bathroom and lift you bloody shirt up, your breath hitches, there were two sharp black blade type things sticking out of your back, little droplets of blood travelling down your back, sending warm sensation to where is slides.

You were disgusted.

Is this some kind of a disease? Oh Lord, pleeeease no..

You went to look for jimin, that's all you remember anyways.

He was laying on the couch, blood on his hands and shirt, there was blood on the floor too.

You went up to Jimin hesitantly, his eyes shut, his hands shivering.

-Jimin?
You whisper leaning close to his face a bit, he shuts his eyes tighter.

-Jimin, it's ok, I'm here, your alright.
His eyes burst open, as if he had a bad dream, his eyes blood red with a hint of gold.

-Go away, I need blood, I don't want you to get hurt.
He said in a serious tone.

-Ji-Jimin, you'll get sick, tell me where to get you blood, umm, give me your phone, let me call Jungkook.
-It's on the floor.
He says weakly.

You go to the bloody side of the floor to see Jimin's Phone almost in the blood, you wipe the little drops of blood off of his phone then call Jungkook, to hear his ring busy.

Now everything was really starting to get to you.

Now, either you give him your blood or let him suffer.

•°•TO BE CONTINUED•°•

Guys ik, ik, ik-
These chaps are short,
Really late updates,
Not much happening,
But yea like always I don't
have time these days..
Still
I did
Something?
RIGHT?!