schizophrenia ✩ park jimin

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y'all i've been on a hiatus and i'm sorry! hopefully this will help me to continue updating and being with you guys. life man, just life! but let's continue..

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jimin.

my hands were cold. i couldn't move them. my wrists were red and hurting.

"we've done some background into you, first and foremost how do you and the victim know each other?" the detective was sitting across from me.

i realized it's already been 13 hours since i've been getting interrogated.

i stayed quiet.

"i said, how do you and the victim know each other?!" the detective slammed his hands on the desk and shoved his chair out of the way.

i did not respond. all I knew was that i NEEDED my pills or things were going to get bad.

"well since you don't want to answer me. i want to show you these,"

he slammed a paper which appeared to be a picture. it was a picture of jisoo, dead.

"THIS IS A PICTURE OF THE VICTIM'S BROTHER JISOO. you both attended the same highschool, actually seemed to be friends at some point. but, do you have any explanation for yourself? do you know what happened to him?" the detective put his arm around the back of my neck. i refused to look until he shoved my head into the papers.

"I SAID LOOK DAMMIT! THIS BOY HAS A FAMILY! and now his older brother is missing! LOOK." i started smiling like a chesire cat.

take me back to the day when i killed that son of a bitch. and his friends.

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"jisoo, what the hell do you want?" jisoo backed me into a corner, pointing a finger in my face.

"you! we used to be boys but now you did some pretty fucked up shit man. i can't believe you would send those pictures to coach," his face was red.

"you know i told you to delete them. but no, you still sent them anyways. this is why you shouldn't even be drinking. i honestly don't know who you are anymore." he pushed me as I laughed.

"you better stop touching me. and , you don't know who i am anymore? you got me kicked off the team so it was duty for you to be miserable as well."

"you're a nobody and will always be. you're not a friend or better that a brother to me anymore. you're sick. we all know it, you need help."

"what did you just say, jisoo?"

"you're sick dawg. you need help. fuck you , you piece of shit." i shifted my knife in my jacket. we were in the corner of the baseball field.

"see you in hell." with that i smirked as i shoved the knife in his abdomen. i crouched besides him as he gasped for air.

"no one gets to call me sick. that's why you're going to die. alone." he reached up and i smacked his hand away.

i ran as fast as i could out of there.

"you have no evidence against me. yes me and jisoo were once friends. i could care about what happened to him. i didn't do it. so take this piece of shit hand cuffs off of me. why am i here in the first place?" i smirked as the detective shook his head.

"no evidence? yet, there's a witness planning to testify that you were the one involved in his death. you think you're getting out of here easily kid? well people talk and now that we are connecting the dots , we have reason to believe you have to do with the disappearance of namjoon."

"it's funny how the world goes around kid. think about the choices you've done. instead of over there smiling, think about your life sentence and we are seeking the death penalty on your ass." he smiled back but i was not shook. the medications did not give me any emotion.

"where's-" i began to ask but my parent came in rushing with the family lawyer.

"this is against his rights. he should have been told his charges and read his miranda rights. son, that's enough talking! we are getting you out of here today." the chief came in and took my handcuffs off.

"they are right detective amos. me and you need to discuss this right now. park family, you guys are free to go and we will review the pending charges against your son. these were in fact a violation." i knew i could get away with it.

i kept eye contact with the detective the whole time as he began to become more agitated. my smile grew even bigger as i told him before i left.

"let me know if you guys ever find namjoon, hopefully he isn't accepting the same fate as his brother." my eyes turned cold as i walked out.