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Paranoia And Anxiety

Your POV

I get up and instantly, my sixth sense gives of vibes of paranoia and anxiety. Even though nothing triggers it, my mind well enough knows when something's wrong. I climb out of bed and change out of my sleeping gown. I assess and scrutinise everyone as I walk down the hallway to see if it's just me or if something really has happened.

And then I here my Mum say, "Don't let her hear."

Obviously I know who 'her' is. It's me. I rush to the dining room where she is but my mum walks out, not sparing me a glance. There's no one else in here but Alisha.

"Don't let me hear what?", I question.

I don't need to ask again because Alisha takes the opportunity to spit it right in to my face, "I really thought you'd spared Alisha, maybe felt the slightest bit bad for her but now I see, you've killed her altogether."

"What?", I shriek, horror sinks in to me.

"How many times will I ask you not to be a drama queen? You did it, don't act like you don't know.", she shouts.

Her eyes have swelled up in the time span of two minutes in which we've been speaking and tears began to pour out. She quickly wipes away her tears and leaves. But what does she mean? What does she mean I've killed Alisha? I look out of the window and a gathering of people in the gardens catch my eye. I decide to go out to see what's going on. I quickly pause to regain lost breath from running down the stairs.

"What's going on here?", I question loudly.

At the sound of my voice, the crowd clears in to a path. Namjoon, Jungkook and Jimin are there too. My eyes set on the spectacle in the middle of the crowd once and never leaves it again. Alisha lies, bloodied, with a knife in her hand. And then.... all the things that happened last evening rush back to me.

Jimin comes from behind, "Well well, is this what you've been up to this time?"

I look at him only, too shocked to speak. Why am I so easily convicted by everyone for actions that aren't mine? It doesn't take one more look at the dead corpse before I run to her side and cup her face in my hands. She's gone cold, she must've been here all night. There's a big murmur from the crowd. "Drama queen", "Liar", "Murderer", are a few of things I hear but I ignore it all because all that matters now is that everything everyone is thinking, is true. I'm the ultimate reason for her death. If she hadn't become friends with me then this wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't told her anything too secretive, this wouldn't have happened. If I had put aside my ego and anger yesterday and followed her to make her understand, this wouldn't have happened. I had so many opportunities but I blinded myself to them all, satisfied that I had a lovely companion and now I've made this happen. I would do anything, give my own life if needed, to turn back the clock and prevent this. She was too sweet, to honest and selfless for this cruel world. Sad that the prettiest flowers on the tree are the ones that wither away the fastest. I hold her in my arms and cry. The murmuring roars louder. Oh Alisha, why did you have to go like this?

I stand up to face the crowd, "I don't care what you all think of me! You think I'm a manipulator, a monster and now a murderer! Just because of my blood, I'm convicted so fast and I know that there are things I've done before that I now deeply regret, but I've tried to change. But none of you would believe that of course! I'm ordering a proper funeral service for her!", I scream at them all until there's no more voice left and then run to my bedroom.

Yoongi POV

I get the news that Y/N's closest maid, the snitch, died. I try to reach Y/N but she doesn't answer me at all. I can't blame her, that was her only real friend and obviously she feels as if she's caused all this. I know she's busy. The news that she's ordering a proper funeral for Alisha has come to me as well but I wish she'd pick up just once so that I could comfort her. To turn up on the Yin premises is already a crime, to turn up in these circumstances would only turn all this into a conspiracy. Our wedding is three days away now and a conspiracy now isn't a good thing. I sigh, the situation is out of my hand at the moment. I want to help her, I know how it feels to be drowned in paparazzi, but sadly I'm not there. Please Y/N, know this isn't your fault. I honestly believe that you've changed. I suddenly realise what I'm doing, I'm sympathising with a Yin. And it doesn't have any strings attached like a plan behind it or something, it's just pure sympathy. Has she gotten that far in to my head already?

Your POV

To prevent contact with paparazzi, I arrange all the funeral services from my bedroom without aid of my mum. She wouldn't approve of holding a service for whom only was a maid. There's a knock on my door and I feel like it's Alisha but I know it's not.

"Come in.", I order.

"Y/N?", Namjoon comes in cautiously.

"What is it?", I ask impatiently.

"I know we haven't bonded very closely yet but I just want you to know, even if the other two aren't here for you, I am.", he says.

I know it's mere sympathy but I don't want it, "Thank you.", I accept lightly.

"Hmm, I'll be leaving now then.", he nods as he quickly grasps my feelings.