Promises

Chapter 11

~Taehyung pov~

"Taehyung.... Taehyung, get the hell up." I heard my dad whisper. He was shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes and looked up at him.

"Hmmm?" I hummed.

"Go meet two people at the abandoned subway station. They are going to do a trade with you, but you need to kill them so that we get what they have and keep what we got, okay?" My dad asked. I nodded. He placed two guns into my hands.

"Here. Now go." He said. He walked out of my room. I sighed and got out of my bed. I changed my clothes again. I walked to the abandoned subway station. No one was here. Honestly, if they kill me first, I'll be okay with it. I want to die anyway. I've been suicidal for so long, it doesn't freak me out when I have a weird thought. The thought of not having anything to deal with anymore soothes me. But... if I died, I wouldn't get to see Jungkook... His

Smile...

Eyes...

Face...

I wouldn't be able to hear his voice or get to hug him, which I've only done once. Jungkook is kinda giving me something to live for, but I'm afraid now he won't have anything to do with me because of how I've been treating him.

My thoughts were interrupted by two sets of footsteps walking towards me. I looked and saw two males. I walked over to them.

"Are you who we are trading with." They asked. I nodded. I reached my hands out, showing them the guns. They smiled and nodded. We traded. We both turned to walk away. I pulled out my own gun and I shot both of them. I went back and got the two guns, their guns, and their money. I ran home again.

I sighed. I'm going to be tired tomorrow. I probably will fall asleep in every class, but what's new? Nothing...