Expressions (SOPE)

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Yoongi could feel his sweat-drenched face. He was absolutely nervous. He was constantly holding himself back from wriggling around in discomfort. Janiah hasn't reached yet. She was late for more than an hour! What is she doing? Yoongi didn't know.
The doors opened and there Janiah stood. She had decided to arrive with nothing but a simple dress. However, she changed her look once again. This time, her hair was much shorter, as long as Hoseok's. Her face was thick and layered, messy and fucked up. Like a clown. She looked terrifying and the face she had on was of no help. To everyone, she seemed to walk in slow motion and up close...it was too much. Her simple dress turned out to be shredded and torn, her face seemed to show patches of what was real and what wasn't. Scars peppered everywhere, including the one she purposely scratched on for Yoongi. Her appearance was poor, her entrance was sudden, but the face...the smile...it was wide and unnatural. She sat down and immediately turned to face Yoongi. Her eyes were red and swollen, mascara running down her face. The scars and bruises were clearly shown all over her body.
The court began and Yoongi was stunned. Every question she answered didn't even faze her because all she did while answering was stare. Right. At. Him. She stared right into Yoongi's eyes without ever blinking. Yoongi felt chills down his spine, fear everywhere, uneasy, horrible...
Her eyes were motionless voids, full of uncertainty and evil. Yoongi absolutely hated it. How she seemed to have a plan and how she's getting on his nerves.
Everything ended and Janiah had to go to the mental asylum. Yoongi's friends were all free. Everything should've been fine! Yet, why did Yoongi have this horrible feeling? Again? Was it the fact that the last time he had that horrible feeling was when Hoseok was safe? When he thought Janiah wouldn't strike? Yet she did? Yoongi felt his head spinning a little. Namjoon appeared on his right, Taehyung on his left. "You alright Yoongz?" Namjoon asked, his face if worry. "I...I have this horrible gut feeling, and it's not just the stomach wound." "I do too!" Taehyung replied. "Not gonna lie, I have it as well." Namjoon backed up. "That's cause WE KNOW Janiah can't be trusted. She's up to something!" Yoongi theorized.
They reached Yoongi's house, only to find it completely trashed. Tables and chairs flipped all over, glasses smashed and lipstick writings all over the wall. The more "important" ones seemed to be in dripping blood. Fresh, dripping blood. "Guess our gut feeling was right..." Namjoon commented. Tae was in thought again. "This is why she was late." They walked around and stumbled upon a trail of blood leading to the toilet. Near the toilet sink was a body! The barista! "No! Jackson! What did she do to you!" Namjoon questioned, horrified and broken. His best friend had knife marks everywhere. "She knows about our connections... she told me her work was done...that she would gladly go to the asylum..." Namjoon took Jackson's arm and slunk it around his shoulder, Tae helped the other side. Yoongi couldn't do much as he was still recovering from the stomach wound.
Yoongi still had that horrible gut feeling though... something screamed at him that this wasn't the worst...

A/N: Woah, I haven't uploaded for two plus months! So sorry, I was struggling with the idea. I know it's short and it would be bad to hope you enjoy but I hope so anyway. Have a great day!!