Pain First, Love Last [COMPLETED]

Kill or be Killed

I laid in bed patiently. I'm not going to lie, I was a bit excited to leave the house. At night too!

I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself. All I saw was a killer. A murderer. I began to think about all the people I've killed. I sighed deeply while I traced the exterior of my face slowly.

I reached into my cabinet and took the knife that was in there. I slid my finger against it slightly. I looked back into the mirror and blankly looked at my reflection.

I was so caught up in myself, I hadn't noticed Jungkook show up at my window ironically. I quickly put the knife in my pants and put my shirt over as I turned to leave. I took one more look at myself and took a deep breath. For mom, for dad, for me.

I went to the window and smiled at him putting on a front. I opened the window carefully and he hopped inside inches away from me. He smirked lightly but I was confused about why he was smirking.

He looked around my room and I realized something. How did he find me?

"How did you find my room?"

He arched an eyebrow unconsciously as he continued looking around my room, making me self conscious.

"I've been outside for a while, I saw you walk to your bathroom"

His eyes widened as well as mine and his face grew red.

"I-I didn't mean it like that. I was just- I meant it as-"

I just laughed at him, he was cute when he got shy. I could make my move now.

"It's okay, I understand what you mean. We should go before I get in trouble."

He nodded and headed for the window. He put one foot out the window and I reached for the knife and raised it behind his back. My hands were quivering when my mind went back to the boy I killed with impunity.

I raised my hand up about to kill him when he turned around. I put my hands behind my back breathing heavily. He looked at me confused before stepping out from the window. He held his hand out to me. I looked at his hand then at him perplexed at his actions. He let out a chuckle.

"Ladies first"

I put myself close to him. My chest against his, staring him in the eyes, reaching for his soul. He began to get red. One of his hands went down and went around my waist pulling me even closer to him.

I brought my hand up to his chest slowly while my other hand went behind his back.

Now Y/N. Kill him. He killed your mother. Do It!

I swear I heard my father speak. My breath hitched nervously.

I hadn't realized how close Jungkook and I were until our breaths combined as one making me blink as the air hit my face.

No Y/N. He didn't kill your mom. His father did. Doesn't mean he'll do that.

I felt as if I was going out of my mind. My hand was shaking behind him and he just kept staring at me. His eyes slowly went down from my eyes to my lips and I did the same to him.

I couldn't help but put my hand down and back away from him, keeping the knife out of his view.

"We should get going, it's getting late"

He was breathing hard still looking at my lips. He then cleared his throat and looked away from me, avoiding my gaze.

"Yeah, we should."

He walked past me and I quickly threw the knife onto the floor using my foot to push it under my bed. When I turned around, he was already heading down from my window. I quickly ran to the window and went down the same route he used.