Forty-Seven: Die For You
~~ JUNGKOOK'S POV ~~
"Jangmi, I'm coming," I whisper tirelessly through gritted teeth, constantly wiping my forehead to rid it of my blood and sweat. As though a trillion sharp knifes are cutting into every section of my frail skin, I wither in pain, inhaling strong gushes of air in order to steady my ragged breathing.
I try my best to run throughout the village, grasping my dagger as though something may pop out at any time and attack me; I'm on the very edge of existence... it feels as though I am barely alive. As though I'm hanging onto a tall jagged cliff with only one arm.
I sigh with relief when I realize Yoongi's home isn't far from where I am now; I pray with all of my heart that Jimin has delivered her safely.
I drag myself in the correct direction, my frets dragging against the mud as I attempt to hold myself upright.
"Almost there," I whisper to myself, aching for the moment when I can hold her in my arms once again and tell her it will be okay. If only I was able to explain how much she means to me.
I begin to quicken my pace once Yoongi's neighbourhood comes into view, homes gradually growing in size and intricacies as I continue.
"Jungkook," a low and eerie voice taunts from the shadows.
I snap my head back and forth, my heart screeching with fear. Not fear for myself, no. Fear Jangmi; fear for our unborn child. How could I leave them all alone in this terrible world? To suffer? To perish into ash? It was the first time I had ever been fearful. It was the first time I had ever felt defeat.
But no.
I wasn't going to loose... Not today.
Despite the gruelling and excruciating pain surging through every centimetre of my body, I stood upright, clutching my dagger with so much strength until my fingers began to turn purple.
"Come out of the shadow, you snake," I spit deceitfully, ready to spread this man to pieces.
I continue to prowl around, standing my guard. An unsettling aura fills the atmosphere as I scamper too and fro, searching for the worthless serpent.
"Ah," I suddenly let out a choked cry, my entire body freezing at the sudden occurrence.
Pain-- it's the only thing I feel.
Unlike my current wounds, this is a deep and aimed attack, pulsing far into my skin and flesh. I let out a small whimper, wincing at the amount of discomfort coursing throughout my veins.
I slowly peer down, my wide eyes inching towards my tattered clothing. My gaze diverts to my side, heart sinking at the realization...
I've been hit
I glance at the arrow pierced through my side with a sickened expression, several coughs escaping my lips as blood begins to pool in the corners of my cracked lips. I wipe my mouth, refusing to stop here. My vision becomes blurry, barely unable to make out the approaching figure of Muhyeok.
I lean forward, continuing to walk towards him with my dagger raised.
"Grab him!" Muhyeok shouts, and to my utter horror, two men sweep up behind me, yanking onto my arms with immense force. The dagger slips from my hands, gently grazing the side of my leg; it doesn't matter anymore. My body begins to feel numb from all the searing aching.
I shake and kick, thrash, punch and spasm, using everything I have left. I can feel my energy dissipating, I can feel my breath slowly begin to drain with every second.
The men kick me to the ground, forcing me to kneel before Muhyeok. I slowly raise my head until our eyes meet, my body now trembling with numbness.
Muhyeok carefully picks up my dagger, wiping off the mud with his long fingers. He steps towards me, looking down with a pitiful expression.
"It seems Jeon Jungkook has come to an end," he whispers into my ear, before pulling back and staring down at the arrow. He carefully wraps his hand around the stick, and my heart sinks when I realize what he's about to do. I hiss in pain when he rips it from my side, tossing it to the ground. I clench my teeth, holding it all back.
This is the end, Jungkook. This is it. All things shall come to pass...
"I'll see you in the afterlife," Muhyeok smiles blissfully, the men tightening their grip on my arms as he approaches once more.
"No," I have the audacity to respond, "We won't be going to the same places."
With every last drop of strength left, I break free from the men, quickly picking up the arrow that once pierced my skin. I take a large step towards Muhyeok before stabbing it through his chest, earning a gratifying scream of agony. I use all my force and dig deeper, knowing the end is near.
Muhyeok cries out in anguish, but is quick to retaliate. He curls the dagger in his palm, thrusting the tip straight into my stomach until the entire blade disappears into my skin.
Everything freezes.
My ears begin to ring.
My eyes fog.
Everything falls silent; except the beating of my dying heart.
I let out a hitched breath, gasping for air. A small cry escapes my lips once the dagger is pulled out, my own crimson blood cascading from the tip. I fall to my knees, heaving and deeply inhaling while clutching my stomach. Muhyeok remains afoot, although he is unresponsive and severely injured.
A singular tear runs from my eye before I fall sideways, the thick mud slowly engulfing my massacred body.
I love you Jangmi, I think, her beautiful imagine immediately filling my mind.
I begin to imagine all the amazing memories we shared... All the special days in the markets together. I remember teasing her and planting little pecks on her cheeks, knowing she'd get embarrassed. I remember sneaking off on late summer nights while our parents would work. I remember nights filled with love and passion, secrets, and the soft touch of her skin. I remember her sweet persona and melodic voice; she was my everything. She was my universe.
I would have made her my wife-- the happiest woman alive. I would have done it all, for her.
My eyelids begin to heave shut, my limbs going cold. I claw my hands through the mud, refusing to say goodbye. I fight for ever last breath, but my fate has been chosen.
It all goes dark.
A/N
I'm sorry ---
Please don't kill me.
As much as I hate seeing Bts members die Jungkook had to depart from us T_T But don't worry, he's in a better place ❤️
But WHO KNOWS?! Maybe he's not dead!! You'll just have to wait and see...
Rant/life updates
~ ; you can skip if u want ;~
💜First of all I want to apologize for being so inactive lately-- but I've finally gotten through some exams so I have much more free time! So yay! I can get back to reading and writing.
💜 School has been going really well! I've made a lot of great friends and I just found out that this boy in my class has a sister who is an ARMY! And there are like 0 bts fans at my school, so I was overjoyed lol. Although I'm in a bit of a pickle... Boys. They're so annoying... So,e of thm at least.
But wish me luck, bc I think I found a potential bfffff 💓 (For the future ) ofc bts alwyas comes first though 😏💕 but still, fingers crossed 😩
And lastly, OMGGGG THE ASTRONAUT IS FRICKIN AMAZJIN IM DYINGGG
and Jimin's hair is so hawt
Same with Yoongi's
And TAEHYUNG is just-- 😰😰
They're all so amazing.
Anyway byeeeeeeee and I love you all!!!
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