Oath

Chapter 9

"Jungkook-ah, listen...she is de-"

"Stop! She is alive!! Stop lying to me! Move, I'm going to find her myself."

Jungkook pulled out his IV lines again and pushed Namjoon before he stormed out of the room. He was wobbling as he made his way down the hallway, opening every door, screaming your name.

"Y/N!! Baby, where are you? I know you're here somewhere, talk to me!"

Namjoon went after him and grabbed his arms before he could do anything else. He was shaking him back and forth as the other tried to escape.

"Jeon Jungkook! Come to your senses! She's dead, she's not here, you heard me? She's dead!!"

"No! She can't be. She's a strong girl. You don't know her! Let me go!!!"

"You are not sane right now. Calm down! Face the reality, Jungkook-ah! He stole your girl. Yoongi took her life! Is this how you're going to act right now?"

"No...she's not dead. Y/N..."

He could feel all the energy leaving his body with every tear that rolled down his cheeks. He stopped fighting Namjoon, his arms fell to his sides and his legs got weak. He went down on his knees crying. His head was bent down with his fringe covering his tired eyes that were lost somewhere far away. He looked soulless.

"Y/N...this can't be happening...No..."

"I'm sorry, kiddo. Let's go back to your room. You need to rest."

Namjoon reached down to pick him up but failed to do so when Jungkook shoved his hands away and started screaming again.

"NO!! Y/N!...AAGH!"

He started hitting the floor with his fist until everything was painted in red.

"What's happening here?!"

"Oh, Jin, help me here, he's gone crazy. Give him some drug or something."

Jin ran back to the room where he kept all the drugs, pointed his finger to some bottles and started reading the labels before grabbing a syringe and taking a bit of substance from one of them.

"Namjoon-ah, I'll need your help. Try to hold him down for a minute."

Namjoon crouched down next to Jungkook and got a good grip of his arms. Just as Jungkook was about to push him away, Jin -who was standing behind him- pulled his head to one side and shoved the needle right into one of the protruding veins on his neck, pressing the plunger carefully. When Jungkook started to move around, it was already too late. Drowsiness was taking over his body.

"What have you done to me?"

He managed to get up and grab Jin by his collar. The way his eyelids fell and rose with difficulty showed he was fighting the drug. Five more seconds and he was out, falling into Jin's arms.

"Help me take him back to his room."

"We'll have to keep an eye on him until he gets his mind straight. I'm certain he'll try to do something stupid."

"I'll stay with him for now. I have to check on him as soon as he wakes up."

"Do you think you can handle him by yourself?"

"Haven't you seen what I did back there? I think I'll be fine."

"Ok, then. Call me when he wants to talk."

It was night again. How many did I spend on the same rooftop, thinking about her? It has been a while. Would she still be thinking about me? I spent the days following her from the other side of the sidewalk, the bus, the building. She would wake up in the morning and go to classes with a cup of coffee in her hand. Her face would look even more tired after she went out. I would laugh by myself when she would be late to catch the bus and would run like her life depended on it. It was fascinating to watch her. She was busy all day long. After classes she had to work and then, on some days, take more classes till late in the evening. I always wondered how she managed to do all that every day. She had the life I never got a chance to have.