Psychotic [Minsung ff] (Completed ✔️)

Chapter 12: End

Jisung POV

I sat there, holding the knife in place until the life in Minhos eyes died out. It was a pleasing sight to say the least. His pale skin and tear-stained cheeks brought a smile to my face. I wouldn't have to deal with yet another disobedient toy. They always become so bothersome if you let them live for too long. I pull away from the corpse after a few more moments, quickly starting the clean up process.

Without a second to waste, I pull out the body bag from my closet and stuff minho inside. He was a bit too big but after a few minutes of dislocating and breaking his bones, he fit perfectly.

Next, I quickly make my way to the bathroom. I wash my hands and take a shower to wash off all of the blood that had gotten on me. It coated my hands abdomen and some of my face. "Damn, this got messy..." I mumble to myself as I strip out of my clothes. The shower was quick but not rushed, being sure to get any of minhos disgusting blood off of my precious skin.

Drying off, I head over to my closet and grab my pre-packed suitcase along with the single outfit that I had left on top of my dresser. I didn't have much time seeing as the police make their rounds in about two hours. My outfit didn't look suspicious but it covered all of my skin and all of my identifying features. It consisted of a white turtleneck sweater, a black jean jacket, black jeans, black gloves, a black and white mask and a black and white byucket hat. Just because he was a murderer doesn't mean he can't look good, right?

He grabs the body bag and the suitcase before making his way to garage. He tosses minho into the backseat along with his suitcase before walking towards the trunk of the car. Inside of the trunk sat few gallons of gasoline, a match box, a shovelsome bagged dead bunnies and a tool bag. I take the gasoline and walk through the house, coating anything and everything that I can in gasoline before trailing it back to the door of the garage. The news was on when I walked through the living room. I heard Seungmins name but didn't care too much, finishing up with the gasoline. Next, I grabbed the matches from the trunk and closd it before opening the driver's side door, starting the car and opening the garage door. That way, it'd be ready for me to immediately hop in and drive off.

Without a second of hesitation, I light a match and toss it into the trail of gasoline and hop into the driver's seat, slamming my foot on to the gas petal. The trail of gasoline was quite long so I had about 25 seconds to get away from the blast area. With a car that's going about 98mph, that was pretty easy. Hopefully the neightbors burn too, they were annoying. Before I new it, a loud boom was heard from behind him, his car shaking from the force of it. Once I was far away enough, he started driving at the speed limit. My liscence plate was forged and I made sure that this vehicle was never on the road. It'd be impossible to trace this all back to me by just his car.

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About 2 hours pass and I'm quite far from the city of seoul. Now I was on an open road, a mostly empty highway. I drive my own car off of the road and into the forrest that sat beside the highway.

I went as deep into the forrest as I could with his hair before parking it and hopping out to walk further in. I tie a string to my car door and hold the spool of thread so that I'd be able to locate my vehicle again. Grabbing the body bag, the tool bag and the shovel before venturing deeper into the forest. I walk for about another 60 feet before dropping everything. I pull minhos mangled body out of the bag and lays him out before opening his tool bag. I pull out some plastic baggies and some plastic wrap along with a mini chainsaw that he managed to fit inside.

I start up the saw before slowly pressing it to Minhos shoulders, a grin slowly spreading across my face as the limb slowly tore off of the boy. he would sell for quite a bit, wouldn't he? I hum to myself as I slowly tear minho limb from limb, leaving only his head. He put whatever he could into the seperate baggies and wrapped everything else in plastic wrap before picking up minhos decapitated head by the hair.

This was just for me. I've wanted to bash the boys head in but doing it while he was alive would've caused too much commosion. Doing it while he was dead wouldn't give him the same satisfaction but it would still be satisfying. Pulling out a hammer from my bag, I sit minhos head back down so that it would be 'looking' at me. My smile grew erratic as I slammed the hammer into minhos forehead with all of my strength. Then I did it again. And again. And again. Before he knew it, minhos head had become a mound of organs, blood and bones.

I take a breath and calm myself down before picking up the shovel and grabbing the two bagged dead bunnies. I bury the mound of whatever was left of minhos head, placing the bunnies on top before covering them with dirt and tossing the body parts into the bag. If anyone brought search dos out here, they'd dig up the bunnies and ignore the rest of the sent assuming that it's just more of the bunny.

I wipe the sweat from his forehead as I walk back to my car and hop in, driving off with the biggest smile I've ever worn.

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Hello! So sorry this took so long! Everytime I tried to write, Wattpad would glitch. High-key sucks. I'm most likely going to go through and edit this Inna few months.

Here's some edits as a bonus since I took forever to publish this. (My PicsArt ;; @jinnie_aethetics