taehyung winced as he leaned forward, running a hand through his damp hair, eyes burning as soon as he opened them. he looked up, squinting at the fluorescent overhead lights, groaning softly as he swung his legs off the bed, his back and head throbbing. his eyebrows furrowed slowly when he saw himself in the orange jumpsuit and white t-shirt, touching the new clothing.
"you're finally awake." taehyung gasped softly at the foreign voice, raising his head to a raven sitting on a bed across the small room with his legs crossed, eyes staring playfully at taehyung, also dressed in an orange jumpsuit.
"w.. where am i?" he held his abdomen as he focused on his surroundings, eyes flickering between the tiny room barricaded with metal bars, the bland metal beds, and a metallic toilet placed in the corner, gulping nervously.
"you seriously don't know? you're in prison, my friend." the stranger bounced off his bed and stood at the metal bars, pressing his face onto them and staring out into the hall, "the name's min," he looked back, "you?"
"taehyung.." he lowered his head, blinking quickly, "what do you mean prison?"
"holy shit, you're taehyung? kim taehyung?!" min neared taehyung with a gummy smile, "you're that dude that murdered his parents! there's been a lot of chatter of you in here, i'm so lucky i get to room with you!"
taehyung felt his heart sink at the sound of min's words. he shook his head slowly, pulling at his hair to try and remembered what happened; how did he get here? why was he here? he stood with a sharp wince, dragging his weak legs to the bars separated their room and the hallway, wrapping his fingers around the cold metal. flashes of the car crash and strangling his father reappeared in his mind, making him widen his eyes in unease.
he grimaced at the pain that kept pulsating in his abdomen, carefully unbuttoning his jumpsuit to see what was causing him so much pain. "what the fuck.." he whispered at the sight of the bandages covering his midriff, grunting softly as he peeled them back.
"damn.." min stared at the brunet as he took them off, "that looks painful."
taehyung's breathing pattern grew shaky as he saw "PROPERTY OF JEON" engraved into his skin, the cuts covered in dry blood.
"shit." he muttered.
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IT'S THE END PART 2
i can't believe i finished the story :( it was honestly so fun to rewrite.. 'mad' was a story i had a lot of fun writing originally so i'm happy i got to revamp it and turn it into something even better :)
thank you to everyone who read this story and voted/commented and to everyone who stuck with me despite my long ass breaks lmao
thank you once again for taking the time to read this story, it really means a lot to me :)
xo,
jamie
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