Letters from a dead girl - Yoongi

Letter A

its simple, there's 2 rules,

you read and you follow the rules, simple.

there's a name you haven't heard in a while, mine.

I hope your having a good time YOONGI,

living your privileged life while I'm,
literally,
stuck in the ground,

there are 26 letters,

1 for each letter of the alphabet,

1 everyday,

read them all,

and don't get the media or police involved,

I wont kill you

you may tell the rest of BTS if you wish,

just not the media,

that's a rule,

understood?

well YOONGI,

i wont be doing much for this first letter,

just letting you know what to expect,

we don't want you having a heart attack now do we?

i will give you instructions,

and you will follow them,

i will know if you don't,

and if you don't there will be consequences,

bad ones,

trust me,

your first instruction is go to Sharpeis,

do you remember?

we used to go there for coffee,

and to talk,

you don't have to do anything,

just remember,

if you forget anything i will remind you,

in another letter of course,

that's an order,

enjoy :)

~

"Its just someones idea of a sick joke" Namjoon tried to reassure me. If this is a joke its gone too far. Before it was just drawings of smiley faces and a countdown. But now this letter.

"Yeah, you know shes dead Hyung, you saw the coffin, the coffin was put in the ground Yoongi" Jimin said, who was clearly just as worried and creeped out as I was. True, I saw the coffin, but i didnt see her in it.

"I.. I just want to go to Sharpeis" I mumbled and began to walk out.

"These letters are'nt real Yoongi, its bullshit, its a stupid joke" Jin said pushing me back.

"Yeah and whet if its not a joke, what if its real, what are those consequences of not following her rules and instructions, i don 't even want to find out, if it is her... she knows enough shit to ruin our careers" I raised my voice. I stormed out of the house and began walking to the old cafe we used to go to together.

I sat in our old chair, the one we would sit at and you would tell me all your problems, especially what was happening at home. It was here where I promised I would protect you from your mothers drug addict of a boyfriend, but it was here you told me he raped you. here was where I let you down, where I broke my promise. But it was'nt just us here that day..

"Excuse me, sir, but were closing" the waitress smiled at me. It had gotten dark outside, I was daydreaming for a while.

"Oh, yeah, sorry" I said gathering my things and leaving the cafe. I put my coat on as it was cold outside. I sighed thinking about everything that happened today. The countdown to the letter, the letter, the cafe. I thought about how crazy it was..

I'm receiving letters from a dead girl...