Psycho [PJM]✔

Gone

Hey guys! I'm back with part 77! Hope you like it! Comment and vote pls! Bye! Love y'all!♡♡

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My life feels like a test i didn't study for.

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I woke up by a loud crashing sound, my eardrums hurting by the loud sound.
I groaned and opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion when i noticed the room i was in. It was all white. Nothing more. Just four white walls.
I wanted to rub my eyes but i realised i was tied up on a chair.
"W-what...?" My head was spinning and i could barely whisper. Just then, i heard a muffling sound behind me.

I groaned when i tried to turn my head to look and the sounds of someone crying became louder. "W-w-who is t-there?" I started breathing heavily as i asked the person behind me. As i thought he or she wouldn't anwser, i felt a finger brushing over my hands which were tied up. "H-h-ho-" His voice trailed off and he stopped moving. The voice was familair but i couldn't put my finger on it.

I sighed softly and tried not to move that much since my body hurted like hell. The sound of a slot opening, interrupted my thoughts as the door opened, revealing an old man. "Oh, you're finally awake. I came to wake you two up but i guess i'm late. Anyways, are you guys hungry? I'll order something real quick."

I rolled my eyes eventhough it hurted really bad. "W-what did you d-do to me?" He chuckled and walked closer to me. "Nothing bad. Just a few syringes of drugs." He smiled sweetly as if it was something good. "Bastard. Go fuck yourse-Aahh!!" He pressed his finger on my wound and i'm telling you. It hurted so fucking much. I screamed my lungs out and tried to kick him but they were tied up too. The old man smirked and stood up before walking towards the door.

"See you later, Kim Y/n and Jung Hoseok."

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It's been two days since Y/n and Hobi dissapeared and i'm not okay. Yoongi is healing and Chanyeol is still a bit traumatised about what happened. I'm telling him that she didn't die but he won't believe me, so i gave up. I'm going to find her and bring her back so he can see it with his own eyes. Chanyeol stopped going to school since that incident and same with me. I also stopped going to work since i'm really busy with trying to find the two who were kidnapped by god knows who.

Luckily, i still have the guys beside me. They help me with everything. Even Jungkook became useful these days. He's asking around the whole city for a clue. Yoongi is hacking every system in Seoul while Tae's helping him. Namjoon and Jin are helping the police to find a track.

"Appa, i'm going to sleep. It's late. Yoy should also sleep." Chanyeol said as he sighed heavily. I nodded, my eyes never leaving the screen of my laptop. He patted my shoulder and walked out of the livingroom, leaving me alone. Just as he closed the door, i broke down in tears, tugging on my hair harshly. "W-why always her?" I whispered while tears streamed down my face. Ruffling my hair, i looked around as i sniffed, my eyes stopping on a bloody pocketknife under the couch.

My eyes widened as i rushed towards it. I didn't pick it up with bare hands and used gloves before stuffing the pocketknife in a plastic bag. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily before grabbing my phone. I dialed Yoongi's number and asked him to come to the house. He hung up and after 30 minutes, he arrived. I opened the door and he walked in with a confused expression.

"What's wrong? Why'd you call me at this hour?" He asked while glancing at his watch. I closed the door and gestured him to follow me which he did. We sat down on the couch and i handed him the bag. "Do you recognize this?" I asked carefully. He squinted his eyes at the object and in less than a second, his eyes widened. "This is the knife that the guy used to stab me, Hobi and Y/n!" I gasped as he examined the knife in shock. "Do you think you can find something? A fingerprint or anything?" He nodded his head with smirk.

"If i have his fingerprint, i can possibly find out where he is too." I smiled widely and sighed in relief. "Please, do everything you can." He nodded again and stood up, the bag still in his hands. "Let's hope i can find something." He gave me a last hug and walked out of the house.

Just then, Chanyeol appeared behind me. "Appa? Why was Yoongi uncle here?" He asked while rubbing his eyes. "I think we found something." His eyes shot open as his lips formed a wide smile. "Really?!" A tear dropped from his eyes and i instantly pulled him in my embrace, stroking his hair. "Don't worry. She's alive, i'm sure and i promise you, i'll find her." I kissed his head as he hugged me tighter.

"I'm going to find both of them."

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From the bottom of my heart, i don't give a fuck.

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Hope you liked it, i was writing this while i had a freaking headache and it hurts really bad. Sniff sniff. Anyfuckingways, bye.