𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter fifty six

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"(He's sick)." Jeongguk signed.

"Sick?" Seokjin knitted his brows. "Sick as in like..an illness? Like of what's going on with Hoseok?"

Jeongguk curled his brows and shook his head, lowering his head too. Taehyung fluttered his eyes and knitted his brows, looking at the oldest, then the youngest. He was awfully confused about the situation.

"Jin." Taehyung spoke, knitting his brows. "What's going on?"

"(Don't tell him I told you this)."

"What is it?"

Jeongguk closed his eyes, slowly signing his four words.

Seokjin widen his eyes, looking at the boy's eyes. "You're serious?"

Jeongguk nodded, lowering his head.

"What?" Taehyung looked at Jeongguk and the oldest. "What the hell is it?"

Seokjin decided to stay silent, looking at him. No one's even answering him. Taehyung tightened his fists, shoulders rising in anger. He huffed and decided to turn around and leave, leaving both of the male's.

"Tae—" Seokjin sighed. Jeongguk was about to follow until the older grabbed his arm to stop him. "It's fine. He won't do anything stupid."

"(Are you sure? He has changed a lot)."

"Trust me. I told him he's not stable to see him yet. He's not that stupid." Seokjin crossed his arms.

"You son of a bitch!" Taehyung cocked his gun and pointed the gun at a certain person.

Taehyung's father turned his head. "Tae—"

No other words were spoken, just a gun being pulled and a loud bang. The boy huffed and threw the gun to the side, some tears rolling down his face in anger. He watched as his father went on his knees and fell down to the ground.

"Why wouldn't you tell me!?" He yelled at the dead body. "Needles to make me forget!? I fucking trusted you!" He showed the needle that he's holding. "TMTF? To Make Them Forget!? What the fuck is wrong with you!?" He threw the needle, tightening his fists. "Y-You made me kill innocent p-people. I wanted to change and you..you..."

Taehyung went down on his knees, lifting his shaky hands to his face. He couldn't remember. He couldn't remember those feelings towards that chairman, he couldn't even remember his own best friend. Those dots all over his neck and arms..it was that one needle.

"O-Oh my god."

Taehyung moved his hands away from his face, turning his head to see someone under the doorframe. It was Hoseok. That guy who Seokjin helped and kept here to let him recover and all. His eyes were wide and he is covering his mouth by seeing a dead body.

"You."

Hoseok looked at Taehyung. The boy swiftly got up from his knees and walked over to him, immediately grabbing his shirt and pulling him close to his face.

"Pl-Please don't hur—"

"The past is blur but I know who you are." Taehyung took a deep breath. "Take me to him."

"Wh-Wh-Who?"

"Your friend..the one who's a chairman."

"N-Namjoon?" Hoseok curled his brows.

"Yes. Him. I know for sure he's still looking for you."

"Y-You're Taehyung?"

"Yes..I'm that Taehyung..." Taehyung moved his hands off of the older's shirt, fixing it for him and stepping back. "Do you..do you know how I was back then?"

"I..I didn't hang out with you. Y-You were always with Namjoon and..and Jeongguk and..Jimin. I only saw you a couple of times..." Hoseok nervously spoke, fiddling with his fingers.

"Where's Jimin?"

"I-I don't know I..." Hoseok lowered his head, shakily sighing. "Namjoonie kept me in a room s-so I wouldn't go to a mental hospital. I-I'm barely around."

"What the fuck!?"

Taehyung immediately looked up, widening his eyes at the person who showed up. He quickly ran over to the gun he threw on the ground and grabbed it, walking up to Hoseok and pointing the gun at the male who just walked in.

"What the fuck did you just do!?" Jaebeom yelled, noticing his dead boss on the ground.

Taehyung just pulled the trigger and shot the male right in the shoulder, the bullet pulling him down to the ground. Hoseok couldn't help to cover his ears and scream from the loud bang..again.

"F-Fuck!" Jaebeom quickly put his hand over the wound, blood spilling out of his shoulder.

"T-Taehyung." Hoseok softly and shakily grabbed the boy's arm, making him lower the gun since the guy he shot is on the ground. "Drop it..pl-please."

Taehyung looked at him, his brows going into a curl when he looked at Hoseok. He slowly lowered the gun to the ground, letting go of it to let it drop to the ground. Hoseok moved his hand away from his arm and puts it on his other arm.

"Namjoonie is w-waiting for us..waiting for you." Hoseok spoke, his voice still shaky.

Taehyung curled his brows more. "Is he even ready to see me..?"

"O-Only if he collapses." He mumbles, slightly lowering his head but back up to his eyes. "Bring me there. Show yourself to him sooner or later. I-I don't know if he's ready for sure if I return."

"I want to see him."

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