"I loved you but now I'm not sure if I still do." I said.
"Don't be afraid. I'm still the person whom you adored all these years." he explained.
"Don't come near me!
Stay away from me!!
Don't touch me!!!" I shouted.
"It's okay love. I won't hurt...
His evil smirk was nerve wreaking. I had it with this guy. Just look at him smiling like that as if killing is a joke.
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He stood up from the coach and came towards me. I stood by the door tensing up my fist in anger. His hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me in, locking the door behind me. His smirk changed into a raged frown. He slammed his hand hard on the door, captivating me in between. He leaned closer to my ear and whispered,
"Do you know what happened to him?"
I just looked at him with arched eye brows. Clenching my teeth hard enough to express my anger. A slight smile appeared on his face and he said,
"I killed him."
My eyes widened as I lift my hand up to cover my mouth. How can he be so ruthless. He freaking killed his little brother. Oh my God, his a monster. He doesn't even spare children. How can he be so heartless?!
He removed his hands and trudged towards his coach and threw his weight. He laid there like a slacking sloth. No one can see his true face behind all the masks.
"You know before you, I only loved one woman in my life, my mother."
" She loved and adored me as if I was the only thing that matter to her. Her world revolved around me." He chuckled and continued, " yeah I like attention."
I had a neutral face as I was still trying to comprehend the reality of the situation.
"But then he came, that little bastard. He took my mum away from me. It felt like she had completely forgotten me. As if I didn't matter to her anymore."
"I loved her the most in the world and that little twit thought he could steal her from me. No, never!" He yelled the last part and jumped off the coach. He started walking around breathing heavily and angrily. He stood in front of me and uttered the truth.
"That's why I killed him. I stabbed his chest with my most favourite dagger and blood splattered everywhere. It was my first time killing someone, I was so happy." He said and laughed hysterically. Then he innocently said
"But I couldn't let others see my work of art, my potential. So I just lit the house in fire. It was Amazing. I celebrated with toasted marshmallows. Why let a huge bonfire go to waste?"
I looked at him in disbelief. Just how much psycho is he? On a scale of 1 to 10, it's probably infinity.
"But then mom dad came. And when she heard Jimin was inside, she left me and went to save Jimin. I grabbed on to her feet to stop her but she kicked me away and ran to him." He said as a tear dripped down his face.
"She didn't even notice the toasted marshmallow, her favourite. She just went in there, leaving me all alone." He said while whimpering.
"I just wanted her all to myself and I did everything I could to do that but I ended up losing her forever." He said while wiping his tears
