don't think too hard about it ; bts ff

thirteen!

DAY SIX
11:38 PM

JUNGKOOK'S POV

damn,

who knew searching the forest by foot would take so fucking long?

i don't know how many times i've passed by that damn tree.

i don't even know how long i've been out here.

it's night, so that tells me something.

taehyung,

probably someone i should have suspected earlier,

especially after waking up confused that morning.

how stupid can i be?

more importantly,

how stupid can he be?

i wonder what made him do all this...

maybe it was because yoongi didn't want to be with him?

no,

that can't be it.

yoongi never wants to spend time with us,

he's always working too hard.

hopefully up in heaven he gets to relax.

i should have known better when he ran away.

i wonder where he even went off too.

the car was still parked in the front of the house so, he obviously didn't drive away.

i decided to leave the car back at the cabin just in case i need to make a speedy escape...

even though i couldn't find the keys...

i can out run any one of my hyungs easily and, to get back to the cabin you just have to turn around and run straight back up.

*crunch*

what the-

*crunch crunch crunch*

leaves?

someone's stepping in leaves?

"taehyung!?"

"show yourself already!?" i screamed.

i held the gun in my hand tightly.

a dark figure appeared from behind a tree.

it was taehyung,

dirty and sweaty.

he held his hands up.

"kook i need-" he started slowly, walking closer to me.

i walked backwards.

"stop fucking moving! i'm keeping the damn gun!" i screamed.

taehyung's movements stopped.

"why are you even aiming at me? isn't seokjin the killer? we need to get out of here!" taehyung screamed.

"seokjin hyung... he killed himself"

a shaky sigh left my mouth.

"he what!" taehyung screamed.

his eyes became wide,

his body froze,

his arms reluctantly dropped to his sides,

and hot tears slowly left his eyes.

"he also said, before he died, that he didn't kill yoongi. you had escaped right in front of my fucking eyes but, i have you now!" i screamed.

taehyung shook his head.

"no... no... it can't be..." the poor boy said emotionless.

is he okay?

it looks like he's seen a ghost.

"why did you kill yoongi hyung!? why taehyung!? i thought we were family!"

i felt water drip down my cheeks.

taehyung started to grip hard at his hair.

"no! it wasn't me! jungkook, we need to run!" taehyung yelled.

"shut up! just fucking confess!" i screamed, knuckles turning white from my grip on the gun.

"no! jungkook! i didn't-"

a cloth tightly covered taehyung's nose.

the boy dropped to the ground.

my eyes widened.

"i killed yoongi-hyung, jungkook-ie"

no...

"j-jimin?"

A/N: it's me belle. i have a timeline in store at the end of this book to explain everything. hopefully, i got some of y'all. i believe the next chapter will be the last one. if this book does well i might make a sequel or maybe a prequel. with all that said, imma let you go and finish the book. bye byeee!