You slept. And slept. And slept. For many hours. You didn't want to believe it. It has to be a nightmare. You were no murderer. You aren't. But you are. Your eyes shot open. You touched your face and placed a hand through your hair.
"This is reality..." You mumbled and sighed. Before falling back on your bed. A knock came to your door, making you jolt.
"Can i come in?" He said. It was Jungkook.
"Yes." You replied and sat up. Jungkook swung open the door quietly.
"Are you okay? You've slept for 10 hours straight." He told you. You sighed and looked at the view. You couldn't even smile at that anymore. That beautiful scenery. It was just painful now.
"Yeah. I'm just...having trouble with the whole idea of...you know. I killed someone." You ruffled your hair and lazily got up, walking over to the window. "Time to face reality." You said. The wind from outside drifted through the open window. You closed your eyes. You could hear Jungkook walking towards you.
"We're all like that." He explained and eyed the lake. "We are all the same. We may have killed dozens of people by now, but it still hurts." He looked down at you. "Its a reminder." You looked back at him and looked back down again.
"You're right. I should stop acting so moody." You sighed and turned around. You sat on the bed. Jungkook turned and headed towards the door.
"Noona. Lets go out today." Jungkook smiled. You raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?" You stared at him, your mouth hung open. He smiled again and left, closing the door behind him. "What the? All of a sudden like that?" You mumbled and walked into the connecting bathroom.
"Jungkook~! Where are you~?" You yelled across the main room. You were dressed up in a yellow sundress with tiny white polka dots, a nice, beige, straw woven sun hat and a pair of yellow flip flops. You sat down on the sofa that was centered in the middle of the room. It faced the entrance and behind it was the stairs leading up to the table and the rooms of the boys.
"Noona~!" You heard Jungkook yell from behind you. You slowly turned your head, only to have a pair of arms swing down and hug you.
"Jungkook! What took you so long?" You looked at him. He smiled. You noticed everyone else behind him. "You guys are coming too?" You asked.
"Well. Jungkook wanted to make you feel better, so we all decided to go on a picnic." Jin explained and Jimin and Rapmon held up a basket full of food. "Hopefully, you can smile after all this." Jin said. You looked down.
"Don't worry about it. I'll end up smiling anyway." You stood up and placed the hat on your head. "Shall we go?" You smiled at them. They were taken aback for some reason. But they smiled.
"Yay! Picnic!" J-Hope yelled and ran out the door. Everyone else lightly skipped out, including you. But you stopped when you realized that Jin was still behind the sofa.
"Jin oppa? Whats wrong?" You held your hands behind you and walked over to him. "Jin?" You asked again. He looked down at you.
"Do it again." He asked. You gave him a confused look.
"Do what again?" You replied.
"Smile again." Jin said. You raised an eyebrow at him. But in the end, you smiled.
"Happy? Was this the reason that you stayed back?" You asked and poked him.
"Hey. Don't do that!" He mumbled and then started to poke you.
"Yah!" You smiled and became all giggly.
"How dare you say "Yah" to someone older than you!" He said and started to poke you again.
"Waah~! We have to go Jin! They're waiting!" You said and pointed towards the door. Everyone stood there admiring the scene.
"Oh no. Just pretend we weren't here. Continue." Jimin giggled. Jin marched over to them. "Shoot. Everybody run to the park!" Jimin yelled. Everyone ran as Jin reached the door frame.
"Lets go." Jin said and smiled. You laughed.
"Okay." You and Jin walked over to the park.
Everybody helped to lay out the big mat. After that, you all sat down.
"How about we play 007!" Jungkook suggested. You're eyes lit up.
"I'm an Ace at that game! Lets play!" You said. And the game started.
"0." Jungkook said.
"0." Suga said.
"7." V said.
"BANG!" You yelled. But you were the only one that yelled. You looked to the right of you and Rapmon was staring of into the distance, mumbling something.
"RAPMON!" J-Hope pointed at him. Rapmon turned to look at us.
"Hit him!" Suga laughed. All of the boys ran up to him and started to wack him. Jin stayed behind and watched.
"Oww! Watch where you're hitting! Oww!" Rapmon yelled. You sat there laughing your head off and pointing at the dog pile that was going on.
After all of the games and food that you all ate. It was time to go home. You were all tired. Jungkook was practically a zombie. You on the other hand were being piggy backed by Jin. Everyone thought you were asleep. But actually, your eyes were closed, but you were awake.
"Hyung. I think Jiae is feeling better now. She laughed all day." Rapmon explained. Jin nodded.
"Yeah. But sometimes you still are thinking about it even if your outer appearance looks fine." Jin said. Everyone kept quiet for alittle bit.
"Hyung." Jungkook spoke.
"Yes Maknae?" Jin said. We had reached the hideout and we went inside.
"Hyung. Do you like Jiae noona?" Jungkook asked. Everyone looked at him as if he was crazy to ask that question. Jin placed you on the sofa. You turned alittle. Jin reached over and pulled a piece of hair from your face.
"Jungkook ah." He looked back at Jungkook. You were surprised by his low voice. At that time, you prayed that you were actually asleep. But you heard it. "I don't." Your heart sank. You felt like dying. This whole time. It was out of kindness that he took care of you and treated you specially. Maybe it was because you were younger than him that he looked at you as if you were a child and not a woman. You prayed and wondered. "Why couldn't i have been asleep at that time? Why did i have to hear the words i didn't want to hear come out from his mouth?"
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Victim
FanfictionYou were an average girl with an average life. Everything was just average, and you hated that. It was boring, and you had no excitement in life. But what if one day you became a victim. Captured by people who killed. How much excitement could you t...