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JUNGKOOK'S POV
"You may go in now, Mr. Jeon," The policeman said as he finished looking through and inspecting my things I brought for my dear hyung.
I sat down on the chair, facing me was glass separating the innocentsfrom the convicted. I smiled as he sat down on the other side, a genuine smile.
I grabbed the phone from the side and so did he.
"Hi hyung..," I started, sounding so pure. I continued, "How are you doing?"
"How can you visit me after accusing me of such?"
"So you heard, but who are you to be angry? You killed 3 people hyung, 3 people, with dreams yet to be fulfilled."
"You and I know that I would never and have never done suchlike. I've been accused and used so that people who kills gets a goodnight rest," He snapped back.
"How are you so sure? With the evidence laying on your lap?"
"Why are you even here Jungkook? believe all the lies, I don't give a damn. View me as the devil, I won't care, but to waste my time and yours to mock me is a long shot. I've been living in hell and what you're doing is nothing compared to what you've put me through," He said his brows slowly frowning at me, his grip on the phone is visibly getting tighter, making me laugh.
"I'm not here to mock you, and even if I am I might've just achieved it. I'm here to check on you. To know the truth—"
"The truth is, I have never slit up a neck open. That's the truth. But who are you to believe me? If all of you saw me in this light?"
"I believe you hyung."
"Then if you do, why throw your fingers at me? Why put me here? Behind bars?"
" 'Cause you deserve to rot there. You deserve every little thing that, that cage has to offer. Suffocate there I don't give a single fuck, you deserve to die a slow death. Watching every single one you gave and received love from drift away from you. Dying knowing that no one loves you," I used my finger to twirl it around the cable, "You were a hindrance to my dreams, to my plans. You always wanted the spotlight and somehow got the pity and sympathy of the audience just because you never felt 'good' enough because the spotlight was constantly on me. You and I know that you were jealous, so jealous that I had to put matters on my own hands."
