Tears for Roses || KookV

Mistake

Chapter 17

Circles, we're going in circles
Dizzy's all it makes us
We know where it takes us
We've been before
Closer, maybe looking closer
There's more to discover
Find out what went wrong without blaming each other

This is continuation of chapter 15

Jungkook's POV:

The knife met flesh, soft and pudgy, and made a satisfying squish as the tip of the blade sank deep enough to make my victim scream. I twisted the blade in my hands, all the while sinking it deeper and deeper. His skin was tearing to shreds as the knife rotated, the sound of his muscles and nerves being gouged growing louder. Then, without warning, I jerked it all the way into his back, until the shiny metal had disappeared inside him and the black handle was pushing against his broken skin. His cry was a a brilliant sound, guttural chokes mixed with an agonized roar. I smirked, and pulled the blade out of my now deathly white victim. He sank to his knees, continuing to scream, convulsing and trembling like a rabid animal and thick blood flowing freely from the gaping hole in his back. The cascade of the devil's life source gushed out in all directions, scarlet liquid squirting up all over me. I turned away as his plead for mercy became quieter, the sweet tang of blood tingling in my nostrils.

Everything started fading, I lost myself again.

I woke upto the ceiling above me and Soyeon's cries. What happened? I got up to find Minjae's lifeless body covered in blood and Soyeon standing a few steps away from him, crying.

"WHY DID YOU HURT MY MINJAE?!" she yelled.
"I?"
"YES" she sniffled "You hit him with the knife"
"A knife" I exclaimed and then I looked down, to my horror. My hands were covered in blood. D-did I really kill Minjae. N-no. No no. I couldn't have possibly done it. It was him. Yea i-it was him. He killed Minjae. I didn't.

End of POV:

The door opened as a woman in her thirties entered the house with a 7 y/o.
"Mrs. Lee" Soyeon cried and ran to her. "Jungkook hurt Minjae! With a knife" Soyeon's cries were unstoppable.
Mrs. Lee confused looked towards the living room to find Minjae lying in the pool of his own blood. It sent shivers down her spine.
"HYUNG NO" the kid along with the caretaker cried and ran to the body but was stopped by the mother.
"Soyeon take him to your room. I'll call your mom, okay? Don't worry. Minjae will be fine" she said reassuringly, even though she knew well enough Minjae was gone.

An hour later

Mr. and Mrs. Jeon stormed through the doors of the hospital to the emergency room where Minjae was. There he laid, lifeless and quiet. It was as if he had got all the paints he was looking for in return of his life. Both the parents had never experienced grief this bad before. It sneaked up on them quietly and took them under its arms in an instant. Every memory played like a song in their heads, repeating itself for what seemed like forever. They were lost mostly because they had lost a big part of them. Both of them couldn't get that part back and they wanted it so bad as their life depended on it but it was all gone, vanished in thin air.

"I'm sorry. He died the moment he was stabbed" the doctor said.
"A-are you sure? Can't you do anything?" the father said, his eyes still fixed on the lost boy.
"We're willing to pay any amount. Just bring our boy back" Mrs. Jeon looked towards the doctor with all the hope and plead she had left in her.
"I'm sorry Ma'am but you can't buy lives" said the doctor as he walked out, leaving the couple to mourn the first ever child they adopted and loved with all their heart.

Jungkook's POV:

I had killed Minjae. I still cannot get over that sight and the aftermath as well. How mom just walked past me and how Soyeon hasn't come out of her room yet. Dad said I don't have to stress myself and everything will be okay. But I doubt if in this life I can ever be associated with the word normal. When mom dad came back from the hospital Soyeon just ran to them and when I tried talking to her, she hid behind dad. It made me feel like I was the monster all along. I still am the monster.