Taehyung's P.O.V
"Hey, Seokjin?" He said quietly with his voice shaking. "About who spread the rumors about Namjoon. . . It was me." The glitching lights sparked, quickly loosing its power. The darkness overcame the precious light filling the room. Taehyung looked around in franticly in shock to see any sight of his dear friend, desperate to know how he would respond. But he couldn't see anything. The room was pitch black.
After more looking around, his pale eyes came to a stop when he saw two, glowing red dots symmetrical to each other. The dots shimmered it's light, revealing blood red eyes. When it came closer to me, it revealed an infuriated face. It was Kim Seokjin, that's what it looked like.
"You bastard. . ." His friend spoke in a raspy voice, and his snow white face started cracking.
"J-Jinnie-?" The scared teen was cut off when an arm came flying out of the darkness, and enclosed around his neck. His airway was cut off. He couldn't inhale.
The figure moved closer, revealing that the arm that was chocking him was in fact, Seokjin's. He leaned his face almost barely apart from Taehyung's as he said, "How dare you? You swore you would never lie to me. That you would never betray me. And now your telling me this?" He spoke as his grip became tighter and tighter. "You tried to rip me and Namjoon apart for your own selfish reasons."
Taehyung looked up at the elder in absolute fear. His glowing red eyes still locked into his.
"Now," He spoke quietly. "Just that is going to happen to you. Kind of ironic, isn't it?"
The pitch black ground, that he thought was just a void, began to shatter. The vision of his dear friend Seokjin started to break away, turning into shards. Taehyung tried to scream but nothing escaped his throat, as he fell down and down into the nothingness.
The poor teen hit the grown hardly, but no blood made its way out of him. He groaned as he lifted himself up with his two arms, to see what landscape he was in now. His eyes widened with shock. Around him where worn out blue lockers, stained white walls, and the floor below him was cold and glistening. People were everywhere in the halls, talking about unknown things. That's when he realized, he was back at school. When he fully brought his body back to its original state, people store at him. Disgusted looks painted on their faces. The loud talking soon came to soft but bearable whispering. Everyone pointed, and their attention was at him.
"Hey, isn't that the guy who tried to rape someone?"
"I heard he used to abuse people. "
Taehyung ignored it, for he didn't really care about rumors. But they all sounded too, familiar. But why where they hitting him with nistolgia so much? He stumbled over to his locker and waited there for Seokjin, who never came. The bell already rang, so he went to homeroom without him.
When he made it to homeroom, he saw Seokjin sitting at his desk, with his head down. Taehyung sat at his desk right in front of him, and turned around.
"Hey, Jinnie. People are acting extra weird today, dontcha think?" he asked thoughfully. But Seokjin only reacted by turning his head away, acting as if he wasn't even there.
Taehyung cleared his throat. "Seokjin!"
"Dont talk to me." Seokjin snapped.
"E-Eh?" Taehyung's eyes widened.
"Dont act stupid, your a terrible person." Seokjin coughed out.
Doesn't this sound familiar? All the events that are happening at the classroom this very moment. Don't you remember it from somewhere? Taehyung finally remembered where all of this was from. Everything that happened to Namjoon the day after Taehyung spread the rumors, was happening to him. Everything. People started gossiping, and then Seokjin turned him down. That is exactly what is happening to Taehyung right now. He is getting a taste of his own medicine.
The whole classroom broke out in snarled. Everyone eyes started to glow red, just like what happened earlier.
"W-Wait. Guys stop!" He yelled while covering his ears, trying to block out all the hissing. "Guys! It's not true the rumors are all fake!"
The ground below him once again, started to shatter. All the images of people started to fade away. He was once again, falling. But this time, he Landed face-first on top of an one-hundred story high building. He crawled himself over the edge and looked down, but saw nothing but an endless fall. He looked around to see other tall buildings. This time, he was in a city.
Taehyung started to back away from the edge, knowing it was dangerous. When he slowly lifted himself up from laying down, he was instantly knocked back down to the concrete floor. Taehyung gasped for air as he turned around to see who was the cause of it. When his head did almost a full one eighty, his eyes where locked onto a tall teen with scars all over his body. He realized who it was. Kim Namjoon.
Before taehyung could squeeze out a little, "I'm sorry," The intimidating boy spoke first. "These scars. . ." He started speaking. "You did this to me."
Taehyung's eyes widened before yelling non stop. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He yelled as he tried to get up, but was quickly knocked down again. This time, closer to the edge.
"Do you know how depressed I became when everybody turned their backs on me?" the teen spoke darkly. "Well, you did just a few moments ago. Karma is a bitch, right?" He said as he slowly started to kick the frozen Taehyung more and more closer to the edge. "You are a terrible excuse of a human. Look at what you made me do to myself." His scars started gushing blood, same for his eyes. Taehyung stumbled back in fear.
"I.... I.... I'm-" he tried desperately to apologize
"Sorry doesn't cut it, Bitch!" He yelled as tears started to fall from his eyes. "It only cuts skin. Your a bitch, you know." He spoke. Suddenly his dark frown grew into a gigantic smirk. "Well, on the bright side, I have your precious Seokjin all to myself." He scoffed, giggles escaping his teeth. "And that's exactly what you tried to take away from me."
His expression fell when he leaned over and grabbed Taehyung by the neck, causing him to cough up blood. Taehyung couldn't even struggle. He was frozen. Cut away from any sort of movement.
"Good-bye, Kim Taehyung." He said as his eyes glowed red. Before Taehyung could even beg for mercy, He found himself being chucked off the edge of the building into a forever fall.
Remorseful Tears fell from his eyes, and flew from the wind. "No! Wait! Please!" He yelled, knowing it would get him no where. He turned his head, and a busy road came into view. His mouth opened and a high pitched scream came flying out.
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"NOOOOOOO!" Taehyung yelled while lifting the upper halve of his body up from his soft bed. He enclose his hards around his head and shook it violently. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!"
Jeongguk shot a concerned look at Taehyung from the next bed over, and quickly ran over to him and enclosed him in a warm hug. Taehying loudly cried into his friends shoulder.
"Its okay Taehyung. It was just a dream." he said softly while running his hands through the smaller's messy silver hair. Jeongguk tried to shush the other, but he only cried more.
After Seokjin came back to his dorm, he asked Taehyung and Jeongguk to leave because he wanted to be alone. Taehyung wanted to protest but realized that it was probably best for him to be alone to clear the thoughts out of this head. Once they both got back to their dorm, they finished up their homework and went to bed. That's how they are here right now.
After what seemed like a half an hour of Taehyung as he let out the waterworks, Taehyung spoke. "Jeongguk, even if I do tell Seokjin and he hates me, and everyone goes against me, we will still be friends, right?" He choked between sobs as he looked up at the other with a pouty face. Jeongguk couldn't help but coo.
"Sure we will, TaeTae. Don't forget that it was basically my idea to spread the rumors anyway." Jeongguk drew circles with his finger on Taehyung's back. Taehyung smiled to himself, and pink began to spread around his puffy cheeks.
Even if everyone does hate me, Jeongguk will be here with me. He began to blush. Hopefully he will always be with me. His tears began to fade away as he hugged Jeongguk back.
Jeongguk leaned down on Taehyung's bed, bringing Taehyung with him. "We should get back to bed. I'll sleep with you just incase you have another bad dream." he said as he pulled the covers over the two.
Taehyung wiped his last tear before burying his head in the younger's chest. He felt so warm, so safe. At least Jeongguk will be with him, hopefully forever. But, that's a big wish.
Seokjin's P.O.V
Seokjin flew onto the cushioned couch once he was done taking a walk around the building. Usually long walks help clear his mind, but this time it didn't. The thoughts of his once-called friend being an actual jerk played with his mind. He wasn't against the idea of him doing it, he just didn't know if it was entirely true. There have been a lot of rumors lately, and he didn't know who to trust. He always believes Taehyung, but Taehyung just made up a theory. He didn't know entirely. So, how could he find out the truth?
Well,
The only way to know for sure,
Is asking Kim Namjoon himself.
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