Mutism | Sibling Rivalry √

Chapter 43

[Previously]

Taehyung looks at Hoseok.
"Or maybe I just wanted someone that could relate to me. "
He says coldly as he goes to the side of the room and picks up his gun.
"Thank you for not being the older brother I've always wanted."
He goes to the window and opens it once again. He glances at Hoseok one more time and holds up a sad smile.
"You won't be getting him back, by the way. "
He jumps out the window.

[Continue]

"What..? "
Hoseok was confused.
'He better not be talking about Jihyun... '
He thought.

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Taehyung walks to his car and gets in.
He drives off and goes back to the house.

Once he reaches the house he parks his car and sits there for a few seconds.
He started to think deeply in his mind.
Blinking a few times, Taehyung bangs his head on the steering wheel and bursts into tears.
"I can't... why isn't a-anything fair..."
He cried.

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Yoongi writes down.
"Is my handwriting as pretty as yours? ;-;"

Jimin smiled and nodded immediately.

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Hoseok trembled to the ground after he gave the others a sign for them to leave.
His eyes became faucets and the tears had never stopped.
"Wh-why am I crying..? "
He whispered to himself, still with the same smile on his face..

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Taehyung shakily sighs as he roughly wipes the tears away.
"No family, no love.. what's the fucking point of all of this then.."
He whispers to himself as he grips onto the steering wheel tight, almost making his knuckles turn white.
Yet, he couldn't stop crying.

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Yoongi chuckles silently and smiles. He wrote.
'Stop lying, Mochi.'

"L-lying..?? S-Since when would I.."
Jimin looked at Yoongi a bit worried.

Jihyun made a slight twitch. He was slowly about to wake up..

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Hoseok wiped his tears gently, then gave up.
He bit his lip, trying to make the smile go away. He isn't hurt, he can't be hurt by words.. Never..

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Yoongi shakes his head but then feels the bed move slightly.
'Shit..'
He thinks as he turns around.

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Taehyung slowly gets out of the car and takes off his jacket.
Maybe he would accidentally get ran over or a random bullet would hit his head.
Who knew, but he wanted it to happen.