She's Mine || BTS//ATEEZ

The Slab

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Jungkook's POV

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It has been more than 24 hours, and they were no closer to finding her. She had been gone for over a full day. You hadn't left the blue room. You couldn't. You mentally chained yourself to the wall making it impossible for you to move.

No one came for you. No one cared about you. You were a burden that they carried. You stared. That was all you could do was stare. You couldn't remember the last time you blinked.

You took her for granted. You treated her poorly. She will never feel the way you feel about her. You might as well surrender to Jimin. He was actually doing something. He was actually helping the others as you sulked in the basement.

Even though these thoughts echoed in your mind, you couldn't move from our spot. The imaginary chains held you to the wall.

You missed her smell. The smell that filled your lungs when you were with her. The  smell that almost made you kill her. You almost killed her. You really are a monster.

You miss that smell so much; you can smell it now. It is like it is here, but no it has to be your imagination. It seemed so real.

You stopped. You blinked. It was real. You could smell her. She was here. In the blink of an eye you were in the kitchen. The smell was stronger. It was undeniable. It was her. Your eyes stung with tears. Where is she?

In a second you were by the door that lead outside; the smell was so strong. You swung the door open expecting her to be on the other side, but she wasn't. The yard was empty except a pile that lied neatly in the middle of the dying grass.

You ran to the pile. You fell to your knees. A scream left your lungs and filled the air. Nothing more wretched had ever left a body. You, a broken man, grabbed the bloodied clothes holding them to your face.

They were hers. This is what she wore when she left your room. This was her. Her smell. Her blood. This was her.

You heard the door open and all the others came running out to the pile of her. Jimin sunk down next to you; he started beating the ground with his fists.

"No. No. No." he screamed.

Jin pulled Jimin into his chest while no one comforted you. You sat there screaming into her clothes. Her bloodied clothes, and they didn't even look at you. 

You left a hand on your back. It was Namjoon, "It's okay. She is fine." he tried soothing the crying boy.

"You don't know that. Look! LOOK!" you shoved the clothes in to Namjoon's face, "These were hers. She was wearing this when they took her."

Namjoon took the clothes inspecting them, "Everyone stop. Stop and look at this." he held the shirt up to the sky. Clear words spelled out in her blood. These evil people. Hong Joong had really changed. You caused him to change. Because of you this was happening.

"The slab. 2 days." was harshly drawn across the shirt. You knew exactly what it meant. The slab was a sacred place for vampires. Battles were fought there. People died there.

Namjoon flipped the shirt revealing a large scarlet A. This was war. In two days, you would be fighting for her, and only her.