𝐵𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 {𝒞𝒽𝑒𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑔}

12. Fights

I walk up the driveway to see Jaemin and Jeno packing things in the back of Jaemin's mom's car. They were laughing, having a good time, not knowing anything.

Jeno was the first to notice me, pushing Jaemin to show I was there. The brown haired male turns around, quite shocked to see me.

"Hey Chenle! What brings you here," Jaemin greets with his usual cheerfulness and soft smile. I wasn't having any of it. There was a pause, a moment of silence before I push him onto the ground.

He falls, obviously confused, as I get on top of him. I hit him hard in the face. I repeatedly hit him, harder each time, my aggression growing.

"You son of a bitch!"

Blood had begun spilling into the grass and all over my hands. Jeno tries to grab me but I elbow him in the stomach causing him to back off.

He comes back and rips me off of Jaemin. I struggle to get loose.

"What the fuck was that," Jaemin asks, slowly getting up, holding his nose.

"It's all your fault! He's dead and it's all your fault! It's all your fucking fault," I scream at him.

"What are you talking about," Jaemin yells back.

"Jisung! He's fucking dead because of you!"

Shock overtakes Jaemin's face and everything pauses for a moment. I stop struggling.

"Jisung's what?"

"Dead. He's dead."

"How? Chenle what happened?"

"He killed himself this morning. He had another outburst and killed four people including himself," I explain. Jaemin clasps his hand over his mouth as the tears fill his eyes.

"Aah, I see you understand now. Now you know how it fucking feels. Now it's your turn to suffer. You killed Park Jisung and you get to live with that for the rest of your miserable life," I say to him, scowling.

I shake Jeno off of me and begin walking away. Jaemin calls after me but I ignore him. He wasn't worth another second of my time.