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Chapter 43: Moon Of His Life

When her skin touched his, everything fades as her warmth spread to the rest of him that felt dead and lifeless, giving him a reason to live to see the better side of the world and leave the darkness before him. 

Taehyung leaped out from the car, running towards (Y/N). His steps felt lighter, as if invisible holes were poked in his skin during the scene and all his tensions of (Y/N) knowing the truth leeches out.

In his mind... he won.

But when he faced her, she looked at him with vehemence, the hatred spewing out of her eyes burned him so deep that it became ingrained in his tissues. Her rancid emotions turned her, the sweetest of all people, to the angriest; her, the hero, into a villain. Her hatred fueled her, broke her, hurt her, and turned her into things that many people feared as children.

"(Y/N) let's go," Taehyung ordered her sternly.

Adrenaline courses through his system as his fight or flight instinct activated when looking at (Y/N)'s psychopathic gaze. His subconscious pleaded for him to run away, but his legs wouldn't cooperate nor his mind who commanded him to stay with (Y/N) no matter the cost.

"Taehyung... was I good?" At a snail's pace, her lips unraveled into a bitter smile, each end of her lips almost touching the tip of her ears.

"G-good at what?" Taehyung stammered.

"Good at acting that I loved you? That I was dependent on you? That I didn't know you killed Chungha?"

Fear engulfed Taehyung's body and he frantically looked at (Y/N)'s eyes in hopes that she was merely joking, bluffing— anything but this! 'No. No. No. No! It can't be! (Y/N) doesn't know. She's not well right now. She needs me. (Y/N) loves me. She loves me. She won't ever hurt me. No! This is Yoongi's fault! He did something— I knew I should've stayed by her side— I kne—' Taehyung choked when (Y/N) put more pressure on his throat.

"I might've lost my sanity, Kim Taehyung, but I never lost my intelligence."

Yoongi stumbles backwards, pressing his wound to stop the blood flow.

He recalled back to their conversation earlier.

'Taehyung is here with me Yoongi,' (Y/N) rushes her sentence. 'You have to trust me.'

'What?' Yoongi said.

'You have to trust me.'

'What are you saying, (Y/N)?' Yoongi questioned. 'I-I don't understand.'

'Trust me.'

(Y/N) inflicted the stab at his lower left abdomen, making sure to hit where there were no major arteries that could cause over-bleeding and avoided much of his crucial organs. Plus, (Y/N) specifically chose a short knife so this injury would be nothing compared to what Yoongi had experienced.

"Even though the investigators didn't let me see Chungha one last time... I had a friend that worked there, giving me pictures of each of her wounds, disembodied limbs, and most importantly, a canine's mark on her skin. I didn't want to fucking believe it," (Y/N) laughed unceremoniously as she stared at him wide eyed. "But when I checked Yeontan's teeth, it matched exactly the ones on her skin. Then I began digging. The autopsy revealed venom in her veins. You told me... that you were working as a bioengineer... and so I assumed that Yeontan was a bioengineered dog you've created so dots began to connect."