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The ground below our feet was shattering

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chapter 7: falling, scarring

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tw: direct mentions of self harm

1 week later

"Gimme that." Jimin huffs at Jungkook who's holding a bag of Doritos out of Jimin's reach, laughing maniacally at the shorter. "Gimme!"

"Let's see if you can reach it midget!" The blonde calls, starting to run away from the older who yells at him while chasing after him.

They're all out on a picnic. Now you may be wondering; why the fuck would a bunch of mentally unstable people even leave the house? Well, that's what Yoongi's wondering at least.
They all decided to go out on a picnic to talk about some things that have come up, apparently some of them having news. The oldest brought his guitar and is playing music, whilst scolding the youngest for teasing Jimin. Yoongi watches the ravenette fondly, admiring how he's been getting healthier even after the one week he's been back for. He himself, has been going to therapy sessions suggested by the hospital he stayed in. Namjoon has been paying for them, as well as Seokjin's new medication, with the large mass of money he's been making for a medical discovery. He's been doing better, and is finally able to get out of bed, looking forward to waking up in the morning especially when he's awoken by a hungry Jimin (who's finally been hit with extreme hunger and is literally eating six meals a day, with snacks and occasional Starbucks).

But not everything is perfect. The lilac haired male has lost his job, and cut a bit too deep the other day, causing a rushed visit to the hospital. He's felt a bit blank after coming back. Empty, not sure of the future, not sure of the present. He knows he came back for his friends, but if he stays he isn't sure if it'll keep getting any better. He's not sure if anything can get better. But as he watches his boyfriend, bright eye smile, glowing aura.. he knows that the ravenette is getting better, so maybe he can have hope for once.

"Hey Yoongi hyung!" At the call of his name, he turns to see Namjoon conveying emotion for once, a well practiced grin of the silver haired male's face. The younger tosses a pack of starburst into Yoongi's lap. "You look like you're overthinking."

"A bit." Yoongi chuckles, taking out one of the packaged squares, inspecting the yellow packaging. "Thinking bout' life, and music."

"Take my advice." Namjoon sits beside the older, slinging his arm around his shoulders and letting his head fall into his shoulder. "Live in the present. No matter what has happened in the past or will come in the future, getting caught up in you imagination makes you miss out on all the beautiful things in your current life." Namjoon's soft voice is easy for Yoongi to listen to. The male has never liked talking about himself, and prefers to listen to words of affirmation from others. That's how he gets worries off his chest. "I mean look. You're alive. And maybe soon, you can realize that isn't such a bad thing."

"JUNGKOOK!" A yell is heard. Everyone looks over to see a boy with dark brown curly hair and a mint green jumper, running towards the blonde male. Jungkook's eyes widen as he notices him.

"Yugyeom?"

Behind the boy who's name is apparently Yugyeom, there are two other boys. They all engulf Jungkook in a tight hug. "Guys, Yug, it's been so long!"

"Who are they?" Seokjin asks, rushing to the new arrivals.

"I'm Yugyeom, these are my friends Changkyun and Yukhei." The boy in the mint sweater introduces them. "We know Jungkook from a studio down the street, we used to go to choir together."

"How did you guys recognize me?" Jungkook asks, Taehyung suddenly appearing beside him, taking hold of the blonde's hand.

Yugyeom points at Jungkook's arm, where a tattoo of a rabbit in the moon is. "That tattoo is unique to you only!"

This should've been good news.

But Jungkook's face went pale.

All he could think of;

Sungjin.

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"Jungkookie! Long time no see." Sungjin mocks, sitting across the table from the younger. "Came to a realization that you can't escape from me? Realized that I can still recognize you no matter what you try?"

The blonde scoffs. "What do you need me to do." His voice is monotonous, a glare into the male's eyes.

"No reason to be so bitter little one," Sungjin leans forward, rolling a tongue-in-cheek. "My request is simple."

"What." Jungkook stares into his eyes, an urge to strangle him right there on the table increasing.

"I need you to complete some unfinished business for me." Sungjin's voice gets lower. "That girl Jisoo, has a brother does she not?"

"I'm not going to hurt him." Jungkook states sternly. "He's like a father to me."

"I'm not asking you to hurt him, just to pass on a message. Then, I'll let you go, out my grip." Sungjin sounds truthful. "I wouldn't make you do anything extreme Kook, I don't hate you that much." Sungjin pauses. "I need you to tell him that his sister left a note in her old guitar. The guitar is in a place he knows, very well. A place he was kept."

"How can I trust this." Jungkook questions, cocking his head.

"Jungkook."

"She's alive."

Jungkook snorts. "The police found proof of her death. Blood, hair, even teeth. My hyung even saw her in the casket."

"I'm telling you Jungkook-ah." His voice is desperate, begging even. "It was all framed. She was never a drug dealer, she never died. She ran away because of something she explained in that note. I helped her get away."

Jungkook wishes that he didn't believe the man's words but he did. "So all I have to do is tell him this and you'll leave me and my friends alone?"

"Yes." Sungjin approves. "I promise. You'll understand why I helped her soon enough."

Jungkook nods, and leaves the prison, thoughts flooding his mind.

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A/N

Why is my writing so bad? I don't even know why people are reading this. This book is horrible. Why do people even like it?

Ugh, anyway I'm going to try a new writing style soon. A bit like my old style. It'll hopefully be better.

Sorry.

-stupid boy