In plain sight

Chap 3: something to tell you

Jungkook strolls carelessly into the hectic corridor which was the reception of Florida hospital, he's been working there since he graduated four years ago. He is a very successful anaesthetist, one of the best the hospital had. He enjoyed his job as much as anyone should, maybe a little to much. He liked to imagined he was killing them, just a little more than the recommended dosage and bam! They were gone. He enjoyed having the power of life and death, how if he slipped up even the slightest they could die.

"Morning doctor Jeon." The unnaturally gorgeous receptionist greeted him, a flirtatious smile on her lips.

Jungkook gives a blank smile, finding her over fondness for him revolting. He didn't like women, more specifically dark haired women who wore high heels. And she wore them everyday, he's dreamt of killing her but realised it could been seen as suspicious. Killing someone he worked with could easily lead back to him, though it didn't stop him fantasising about bashing her skull in, slitting her throat. Watching while she bleed out, choked on her own blood clogging her throat.

God his fantasies were spectacular, they sent his skin tingling, body in a state of desire which could only be quenched when he killed. He had a delicious dream last night where he dragged her kicking and screaming body down a dark alleyway.

She begged, cried, prayed for god to save her. And he all he did was laugh at her pathetic pleas, a smirk slicing his lips.

"There's no point screaming Kathy, no one's going to help you." Jungkook's voice was sinister, cold that sent shivers down her spine.

She begins to cry louder, choking on her sobs that wouldn't stop coming. Jungkook throws her to the ground, pulling out a blooded hammer from his side. It was stained with past victims blood, he didn't like the idea of washing it off as it reminded him of what he's done.

"I've always hated you, you're fucking pathetic. You have no idea how badly I've wanted to do this, dreamt about this moment."  Jungkook brings the heavy hammer up, smacking it down on the top of her skull.

The bone crushing sound of her skull splitting echoes through the silence, it was a disgusting sound yet it brought joy to his ears. Blood splatters out from the gash, the hammers head getting lodge in her tough bone. With his strength he pulls it out only to bring it back down, creating a larger indent to her already crushed skull.

Her body jolts to the side, mouth hangs open, blood oozing out by the bucket load. Her eyes turn crossed, skull missing a huge chunk. Jungkook lets her body limply collide with the harsh ground, blood pooling around her.

"Goodbye Kathy."

Jungkook smiles to himself, walking by her still lost in his fantasy. If only she knew of the things he wanted to do to her that smile would disappear in an instant replaced with one of fear.

He loved his life, loved how he could walk around in the light of day and no one knew. No one could see the monster that lay within him and he enjoyed that. Enjoyed how he could so easily trick people with his charm, good looks. They were to focused on his stunning appearance to suspect the issues wrong with him, the things not quite right he does that should be sending alarm bells.

Jungkook's ego has never been higher, confidence in himself so strong nothing could destroy it. He's gotten away with so many murders. There were so many deaths on his hands and yet no one has suspected a thing. Killing really did come naturally to him, he'd found his calling and he was never going to stop.

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Jimin helps Bailey into his clothes, he's giggling as he steps into his cute little dungarees. Bailey holds Jimin's strong shoulders while he shimmy's it up his small body.