CRAZY OBSESSION | ĸ.v

Chapter 39

It was either the brutal pain on his head that made him do it, or his own will.

He drops stares at the dead man on the floor, staring at the blood flowing out of his open cut in the head witht he knife still stuck on his skull and down to his dismembered hand.

Taehyung didn't feel guilt. Yes, his heart was racing fast from the sudden adrenaline rush he felt when stabbing the guy- but other than that? Nothing.

He crouches down, tilting his head to the side before his lips twists into a smirk. "So this is what true murder feels like, huh." It sounded playful, yet brutal. Sure, the man was just scared for his own life but he was too.

No one wants to be stuck inside cells with other criminals. This was self-defense, he reminded himself.

Taehyung's face distorts to a disgusted expression by the time he had pulled the knife out of the male's head. He could see the flesh within the skull, and it wasn't the most pleasant thing to see.

"I'm not a killer.." He pouts, suddenly coming across the thought he had killed someone with his own hands. "Sorry, sir. I should've went easy. I told you it wasn't me who did it." He stood back up, staring at Solar's corpse.

"What? What the hell? No knives!" Solar managed to speak despite of her panting. She began to struggle from the ropes, and this only gained amusement for Jungkook.

"It's called bloodplay," Jungkook smiles, then again handing the knife to Taehyung who calmly took it this time.

"And I sure bet you'll enjoy it, slut."

Taehyung gasps, his ears ringing as it bought a massive pain on his head. He rests his palm to his head, carefully sitting down to the muddy ground hoping for the pain to go away.

"Fuck, stop!" He yells, covering his eyes as the ringing pain became painfully unbearable- his eyes shutting as he was engulfed by darkness.

It was a dull, empty dream.

A hopeless dream, a darkness that had bought him sadness and comfort.

In the dimension, he walks. Seeing the light from afar- he makes a run for it. Every step he took was light, creating sounds of wet puddles as if he's stepping on water.

"Taehyung?" A familiar, high pitch voice says out loud, making him halt from running.

"Jimin?!" He yells, his voice echoed- head turning left and right. "Hyung! Where are you?!"

"Taehyung!" Jimin calls out, yet he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hyung, please, where are you!" He yells again, frustrated. He follows the path again- though the light was moving far from him no matter how fast he was moving.

"Taehyung." It was a faint, soft whisper. It sent shivers down his spine- with the voice coming from behind him.

"Jimin!" He says, feeling the extreme euphoria upon seeing his brother. "Please help me!" He begs, knowing Jimin would be the one that can help him.

"I love you, Taehyung ah." Jimin's lips curves into a kind smile, arms stretched out for a hug.

Taehyung takes a few steps forward, though he couldn't feel both of his arms reaching for Jimin and close the hug.

Instead, he could feel his one arm raise- as if it was gripping on something. He glances at the item- only to see the same knife he had equipped earlier.

"J-jimin.." Taehyung stuttered, his grip becoming hard as he slowly suffocates- as if someone was strangling him.

He couldn't control himself.

"Kill him." A voice had whispered to his ear- Taehyung began to hyperventilate letting out loud choked gasps yet his body reacted different.

A wide smile was plastered across Jimin's face, before his arm finally swings down and digging the knife to his own brother's heart.

Taehyung flinched, eyes open in alert though everything was quite blurry. "Hyung.." He whispers to no one, his heart in pain for what he had just dreamt.

A bad traumatizing dream.

He blinks a couple more times, the ringing on his ears had stopped and his head was less painful. Sitting up from his his laying position, only to feel another person laying on the ground.

Then there-- he remembered. He killed a person.

"What have I done.." His eyes shakes, brimming with tears as he knew he couldn't turn back time anymore.

"I'm not a fucking killer!" He yells ontop of his lungs, finally breaking down into tears as he shakes his head. "I'm not going to be like him!"

He was shaking, chest heaving up and down as he sobs- the pain on his head began to increase again but he doesn't care. His heart was racing fast, but it never felt guilt in it. He was weeping- maybe because he had resented on following what Jungkook was doing alone, but not the fact he's in trouble of what he have done.

"No.." Taehyung suddenly spoke, wiping his tears. "Why am I.. Not feeling guilt.." He whined to himself, slapping his chest as if it would help him feel burdened abot what he did.

"Why.." He turns to the two bodies which he had murdered. Both Solar and the hunter. "Why am I happy.." Taehyung felt a lump on his throat, eyebrows furrowed in confusion with himself.

Why was he feeling like he have made something to be appreciated?

He must be insane.

Taehyung soon found himself dragging the male's body, laying it ontop of Solar's. "You both have to share." He says, throwing the male's dismembered hand along. "Sorry for your hand too. I hope it's not hurting."

He wasn't sure if it was still himself talking, but it seems like he was just talking casually. He pushes the pile of soil the male had dug back to the hole, covering their bodies enough-- if only he had the shovel.

He picks up the phone on the ground, dusting off his hands before swiping to the emergency call button.

This time, he calls the person he could trust.

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Taehyung is slowly evolving to something he never dreamt of. :<

Luvluv-A/n