Wicked, Cruel, and Vile | Jikook

Chapter 6 - He Figured It Out [M]

(Jimin focus)

Was Jimin going to drag Hyejin to a basement? Pffft of course not. That was much too complicated at the moment, so he did the next best thing. Jimin dragged her to an empty alley and he planned to kill her there. Did you really think he would take her to his torture chamber? He doesn't even have a torture chamber.

She was still out of cold, but out of precaution Jimin gagged her. It was purely coincidental that nobody was out at that time. Better for me. As soon as he dragged her to the cold empty alley, he pulled out his blade. Should I disembowel her..? Hm no, that's far too messy... I could always cut off her body parts and let her bleed to death, but that's also too messy, but the look of it would be absolutely stunning...

I could just slit her throat, immediate death? Yeah sure, I would love for it to be longer and more painful but she's asleep. She's not able to screech in horror.

He sighed deeply.

No, that's not the right way.

He put the thin blade to her throat and cut horizontally, and she opened her eyes at the feel of the blade to her throat. Before Jimin struck her vocal cords she uttered her, undoubtedly, last words.

"J-jimin you like him- d-don't you. You like Jung-"

Jimin cut deep to her throat. She sputtered and her blood trickled out slowly but beautifully.  He had cut so deeply that she was most likely dead by now.

"You don't know shit. Fucking whore."

Her eyes were a dark grey colour and they were directed to the ground. They reminded him of Sangmin's eyes. Jimin just wanted to take them. Simply just pluck them out of those pretty little eye sockets of hers. After all, he had always found lifeless eyes quite beautiful.

Blood was already spewing out. Jimin made another cut, vertical this time, intersecting with the other wound. More of that majestic crimson liquid poured out of her skinny neck. His guess was that she was already dead as he had thought before. He could even see a bit of bone peeking out.
Jimin stood there silently, watching her crimson fluids run down her thin, pale body.

Jimin laughed to himself silently. It was wildly amusing to him that Hyejin has died at his hands so easily. Jimin's eyes glistened with mischief, already knowing that the fun part was yet to begin. Hyejin was dead, so now he could finally commence with his fun.

He knelt and pulled off the previously clean blue cardigan, now stained with the glistening red liquid. She was wearing a simple white spaghetti strap under, which Jimin slid of her shoulders with ease.

"Fuck you Hyejin."

He grabbed the end of his bloody knife and sunk it into the expanse of pale skin. The blade was deep into her flesh and Jimin found it incredibly satisfying. He stabbed her again, this time in the abdomen. This is the type of action Jimin wanted— no, he needed it. He yearned for this since he was younger. Always being pushed around by other people and letting it happen.
It was his time to end anyone who crosses him, and all for Jungkook.
Jungkook doesn't belong to anyone else.
Nobody.

With the exception of him of course.

Jimin stabbed her repeatedly, with all his might until he himself was covered in her fluids. He felt sweat beads start pooling at his temple. Hyejin's body was finally mangled to perfection.
Jimin could rest.
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(Taehyung focus)

"Hey did you hear the news about Hyejin?"

That entire day, all Taehyung had heard was Oh, Hyejin this! Hyejin that! Damn... what happened that made the entire school suddenly start buzzing about Yong Hyejin? Taehyung decided to ask a group of girls gossiping rather loudly.