"I'm coming!" Emily exclaimed, the spring in her step prominent as she threatened the tumble down the staircase. The clearly intolerable knocks continuing to echo in the small, homely foyer.
She drew the door open, Jungkook's figure slowly manifesting into her eyes. "Did you get it?" He questioned as he slithered past Emily, already venturing into her abode.
"Hello to you too." She passed in a huff, permitting the door to close as she traced his steps. Senses soon corrupted as her eyes failed to find the differences between the Jungkook invading her fridge and the enraged Jungkook from the video Bella had sent yesterday. "Jungkook—." Emily called hesitantly.
"Yes, Em?" He replied, clearly detached from everything that ceased to find itself located in the cooling box. "I-I—."
She continued to bit her tongue. Emerging the two in silence for long enough to win Jungkook's attention, presenting a puzzled look on his features, polluted by frustration.
"I saw the video of you and Sofia fighting... the night before she died." She finally liberated, opening her previously sealed eyes to meet with the man who had removed the space between them. "I-I just wanted to know what happ—."
"Why do you care? It's none of your business." He bickered with no moment of hesitation. The same harsh look he granted her on the day they first started to converse with each other.
Her eyes dilated.
"I care because what happened to you is linked to Sofia and I want to find out how she died." She explained as she fought the infectious frustration threatening to send her spiralling into something she would regret. "Since when did you ever care about Sofia?" He barked in reply.
"Since her death has been covered up at the same time and place where you and two other guys were cursed." She continued to argue.
"Ye—w-wait what? You found another guy like me?" He inquired as the vexation was banished from his face for a blissful moment.
Only a moment.
"Explains why you're neglecting me now. I thought I was your favourite puppy." He scoffed, attempting to flee the scene, only to have Emily chase him right back into the blazing dialogue.
"I'm not neglecting you!" She nearly let out in a growl. "The only reason I'm spending more time with them then you is that they don't constantly ask me to buy them meat and guess what? They're not assholes."
Alarms began to shrill in his mind as he recognised his own deep breathing. His grip was slowly becoming frailer as he felt his radicalised tongue start to liberate its own words.
"Oh so I'm an asshole now? Sorry I can't control the beast I've been cursed to be." Fumed Jungkook. "You're not exactly making it any easier for me, are you? All you talk about is bloody Sofia. Don't you ever think about how I feel every time you bring her up?" He spoke out as his voice eroded into a deep coarse one. Emily's tranquillity announcing what her mouth didn't dare to declare.
"Jungkook, I-I'm just trying to find out who did this to you and what happened to Sofia." She eventually replied, voice attempting to rid itself of its prior volume.
His enclosed hand had already met with the chilled marble counter top, shooting Emily into silence as she saw the crimson threaten to ignite his pupils.
"There's only one person that could be. And it's your Dad!" Jungkook bellowed.
Emily couldn't prevent the small sharp breath that left her, lips shivering as they recoiled in his presence. Jungkook knew he had teased with her heart strings as if they were an instrument, recognising the reflective look in her eyes that screamed the agony she had been through.
"Em—."
"Get out."
"Take your God damn chicken and leave." She muttered, fighting the urge to weep in front of him.
She surveyed the boy as he made his swift departure, knowing he owned no faults in this bicker. It wasn't his fault that he didn't know.
No one knew.
And that's the way she was going to keep it.
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Emily enjoyed car journeys.
The ones where she found herself solemn, the only company being the gentle hum of the engine and the melodies spilling from the stereo. It gave her time to dissect her thoughts.
Driving across the scare road, she thought about Jungkook.
She thought about Sofia.
She thought about the curse.
Soon reminding herself that she would have to inform Nathaniel about everything that happened while he was gone, only wanting to bash her own head into the steering wheel as she could already see the outline of the painful script that scene would follow.
Her phone became animated with sound and light, pulling her attention towards it for a moment as it continued to send seismic waves through the seat.
She brought the car to rest on the side of the road. Picking up the phone and placing it to her ear as Jimin's name blurred in the light.
"Jimin?" She puzzled.
"Emily! Where are you?" Jimin replied, the words flooding swiftly through the phone as she found herself concentrating more on the muffled clatters and cries crackling in the background. "I told you I was picking up my brother from the airport. I'm not that far away now." She replied.
"How long are you going to be?" He continued to interrogate, only to further erode Emily's face into one of confusion.
"I'll be less time if you stop talking to me." She sighed as her eyes scanned over the sapphire time in the car. "What is it anyway? What's going on?" Asked Emily.
"I-it's Jungkook. He came in looking for you to apologise and when I said you weren't here, he started to lose it. He keeps on taunting Hoseok and I and if he's not doing that, he starts to break things." He explained, the desperation leaking from his voice. "I'm pretty sure he's going to try and break me."
Emily knew this scenario all too well. It was Jungkook's time.
She should have predicted it would have happened to one of them sooner or later. She knew September was in the midst of its concluding scenes.
The time where the curse truly became a true ordeal.
"Okay, Jimin. Listen to me." She initiated, only receiving silence from the boy. "Put him in the basement and chain him to the wall. Once that's done, leave him. All he's going to do is just taunt you and Hoseok and I don't want you two losing it too." She dictated.
"Why the hell do you have chains in your basement?" He asked, the expectations in his mind already being sensed by the girl. "Get your mind out of the gutter and just do as I say. I'll be back as soon as I can." Her concluding words ran out before she hung up.
A crash.
Thrown to the side by an almost mutant version of inertia, an ache already shooting through her neck.
The car had been crashed into.
Haltingly, she brought herself out of the car, trying to neglect the shooting pain engulfing her neck as she looked around. She found the car's right side cursed with a concave-like dent, leading onto her meeting the scorched trail of what she soon registered as a motorbike.
A pool of steam fled the ebon motorbike which found itself lacking a motorcyclist. As she studied the bike, she suddenly found herself the identity of the rider.
KTH
What she could only presume was spray painted onto the dusk landscape, she realised the bike belonged to the infamous greaser of Greenville High School.
Kim Taehyung.
A discomforted cry echoed from the forest that sketched the landscape of the road, securing Emily's attention. "T-Taehyung?" She hesitated as she dared herself to edge closer to the composition seethes and laboured cries.
Hearing the initial autumn leaves crumble under her feet, his body soon came into view. Carmine blood painted on his leather wrapped body as accents, his head descending as a wave of pain slithered through him.
"Taehyung!" She exclaimed, soon finding herself settled by his side as she examined him. "You need to stop moving. That's only going to ma—."
She paused.
Finding her speech interrupted by a crack of bones.
Her eyes capturing his eyes.
The ones that burned with vermilion.
He was cursed too.
(A/N)
Hiiii sorry I didn't publish yesterday :( I was experimenting with a one shot and doing a whole bunch of other stuff so I was occupied 🙃
But I'm back now and expect more crazy shiz to happen because that's what you're here for :))))