The One and Only || Sope FF

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Disclaimer + Spoiler Alert!!
There is a scene where someone attempts suicides so I would like to warn you! Don't do this at home btw kids >:( 
There are also signs of cursing, so be mindful that this isn't a kid-friendly story. 

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A week has passed since Jimin's drive-by incident. I haven't seen him since then. The only sign of human life I've only seen since then was my ex-vocalist, Kim Taehyung. He had quit being a vocalist after something important came up. But he was the one who also introduced me to Jimin, so I'm grateful for having him as a friend. 

Though, his frequent visits can be annoying. Most of the time, he comes to see me early in the morning, encouraging me to see Jimin. Sometimes, he even tries to bribe me, which then leads to me kicking him out of the house. Today. Today was the last day I knew, that I couldn't deal with it anymore.

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"Hyuuuuuuung!! Come on! You'll never get Jimin back at this rate," Taehyung kept prying.

I then sat at the table, eyes closed, with both my arms and legs folded. Though Taehyung believes that I wasn't listening, I heard every word he said. 

"What happened to you? This isn't the Yoongi I knew in the past!!"

"Well, guess what. People change you moron," I then finally spoke up. "Don't you realize it already? Jimin forgot everything on purpose. I'm always busy with work, never paying him any attention. Its always works first before this or that for me."

Without knowing, I slammed my hands against the table, feeling the stinging pain go through my hands but I didn't care. "Taehyung, I know you're trying your best to help me but I hope you realize, this is NOT going to work."

"You won't know until you try. Why do you get the decide what happens with Jimin? I thought you loved him? Yoongi, what happened to you when I lef-"

I then slammed my hand against the table again, harder than the first time. "Taehyung. Give up. This conversation was useless since the start."

"What are you going to do now then?" Taehyung asks calmly.

"What else do you think I'm going to do?" I then sat slouched down to my chair. "I'm ending the contract between me and Jimin."

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A few days have passed till the news about Jimin's accident came out. The news about our contract ending also came out about 2-3 days ago. I decided to look through the comments about our contract. 

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The comments were what I expected them to be. 

I thought that our fans would start begging us for a reason. 

But, things seem different.

The comments were mostly about Jimin's accident. They believe that I only ended the contract because I was the one who nearly killed him.

They believe that I only quit so that I could lose suspicion. 

But the ones who believe I didn't, tried to fight back, saying that I was the one who called the ambulance.

But then again, they had to fight back arguments like "He only did that to lose suspicion DUH!" or "Dude, that just proves that he is the only one who could've done it".

At that time, I was going to make a post about these rumors. I then stopped myself.

I shouldn't get involved with this. It's better to have others believe that I was the one who attempted to kill Jimin. I definitely shouldn't be alive, knowing I cause this fucking crime

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Kim Taehyung POV

I've been knocking on Yoongi's door for the past few minutes... What the hell could he be doing? He'd usually take a couple of minutes to get up and open the door. Usually, he would even tell me to go away. This time, I got no response. I was about to give up and leave but that was then I remember that he had a spare key hidden somewhere around the carpet outside his door.

"Ah! There it is!" I quickly picked up the key and smiled evilly. "You can't run from me, hyung..."

I opened the door slowly. I saw that he didn't leave his house, which meant he was still inside and was probably ignoring me. I made sure to close the door behind me, and took my shoes off.

I then walked toward the living room, hoping to find him there. 

Well, I found him there. 

But how I found him, I didn't want him to see him like this.

There were a bunch of beer bottles lying on the ground, next to a pile of cigarette boxes, and a knife...

A knife with...

"Oh no...," I quickly grabbed my phone, fingers tumbling around the screen, quickly trying to call for an ambulance

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             To Be Continued
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