BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

Rapmonster: Stubborn pt. 2

YOUR POV
"Please start from the beginning."

"My name is (y/n) (l/n) and I'm a trauma victim. But I know now he can't hurt me no more." My whole form is trembling.

"How did all this...complication begin? The interviewer goes on calmly.

"It all started two weeks ago..."

JIN'S POV:

Yoongi kicks the holding cell repetitively, explicitly cursing over over again.

"I SHOULD HAVE BEEN FUCKIN SMARTER. HE FREAKIN KILLED JIMI-"

"YOONGI SHUT UP!" Hoseok stands up, his handcuff clinking dangerously against his wrists. "You can't bring the dead back. You can't reverse what's already been done." I look at him, seeing the torment in his eyes. I knew Hoseok wasn't talking about Jimin, he's talking of Taehyung.

That poor man. He's dedicated his life to him, they were both almost brothers. It hurt him when Taehyung turned traitor.

And it hurt even more that I was the one to kill him.

Damn.

"She's safe? We did what he had to do?"

"She's in good hands..." I shakily state. "She's far away from us. Not of this police station."

"But he's still out there." Hoseok shakes his head. "And he's going to kill us in a very painful way."

"Stop saying that. We are safe too." I snap back. "So long as we are here, he can't hurt us."

"Are you sure about that?" A foreign voice calls from outside the cell. I tense up, heart beginning to pick up in pace.

Shit.

"Oh that sick fucker." Yoongi stumbles back and that's when I get a clear vision through the bars of the man in front. He's dressed in a police officer's uniform, eyes obscured by his hat.

NAMJOON'S POV

"You...had to do it? After the many times I warned you." My voice growls and i take out a small key.

"Namjoon, what are you doing?"

"You decided to interrupt my euphoria with her. Maybe you need to learn a lesson."

The door creeks open, all three of my once so called friends frozen with fear. My eyes travel around the room, seeing the cultivating fear in every one of their eyes.

"Now now you don't need to do this." Hoseok giggles nervously.

It happens as fast as I could blink. With one wack and a move, I have Hoseok in a head lock. Hoseok is hyperventilating once again, tears streaming down his face.

"Please...please...no...Namjoon."

CRACK.

All three of us see the body fall limply to the ground. An expression of fear still glued on to Hoseok's face. I hope both Yoongi and Jin are traumatized into their next life.

"Who's next...?" I smile at them.

Yoongi's the first to move.