Jungkook's POV:

Shouldn't I be the only one you love hyung? Huh!

I sighed taking a seat on a bar stool nearby, holding a bottle of whiskey. I asked James for some ice, placing a glass on the table. He brought a bowl of ice cubes with a despicable look on his face. I took the bowl while ignoring his presence, adding 3-4 cubes into my glass with a clinking sound echoing through the empty hallways. I sighed taking a sip, the memories flashing by which took me back in time...

Jimin hyung was like an open book, I could see right through him. He used to have a crush on Yoongi hyung during our high school days. That wasn't something I liked, I'm the one who is worthy of your love hyung! It wasn't much of a task for me, all I had to do was seduce a girl who went to Yoongi hyung at the right time, just before Jimin hyung would propose to him.

I vividly remember that day when I called Suzy who desperately wanted to be my girlfriend. I wasn't interested in anyone but you back then, my dear hyung. But my hormones were getting the best of me so I used her to blow off some steam. Don't blame it on me! Was it my fault that she was too hot to be ignored being the hottest girl at college! After our steamy make out session, I asked her for a favor. She found it odd but nevertheless agreed to my demands, the bait being me!

That day when you prepared some chocolates and a letter for Yoongi hyung, I saw you getting nervous.  Do you remember how I boosted your confidence that day, but I was ready with my plan behind your back. I followed you maintaining a distance, to watch my plan succeed.

At the terrace when Suzy pulled Yoongi for a kiss, you dropped the box of chocolates in your hands. I threw my fist up in the air as you stood still. Then turning around you tore your handwritten love letter, throwing it in the trash while wiping off the tears streaming down your cheeks. You sobbed catching a hold of the wall besides you, shook by the events which happened earlier. Steadying yourself you made a way downstairs.

I ran after you thinking you might require a shoulder to cry on. My plan succeeded without any hurdles. It was a treat to watch both of you suffering miserably, unable to convey your feelings for each other.

After finishing two glasses of whiskey, I got a bit tipsy. I chuckled reminiscing your love story with my Taehyungie. You both were a different chapter altogether. I got busy with my acting and modeling career to keep up with your love life. Meanwhile, I married Anna whose father was a big producer. She fell for my charms easily, but I knew she was a b*itch since the beginning. Not having much of an option after father kicked me out of our house, I used her father's money to fulfill my needs.

Life was so unfair with me hyung, you got all the love and affection from father where as I got hatred. You got the position of CEO and all the properties in your name while I was thrown out of the house not getting a penny for myself, but a place to stay. Why can't I be the one receiving all the love and affection?

When I saw Taehyungie at your wedding, I was lovestruck! He looked stunningly handsome in that armani suit, as he glowed under the moonlight. I was mesmerized enough to forget the speech I had to deliver. Later when you both kissed, he kept admiring you with the eyes full of love. Once again I felt a rush of emotions, similar to the one I felt seeing you admire that black rose plant. I couldn't put a tag on those emotions earlier, but I'm well aware of it now, it was pure jealousy.

The love and admiration in his eyes was something I wished for myself! Why are you the one always receiving it making me the bad guy snatching it from you! I wish to see you cry your heart out just like I did when you all deserted me.

I chuckled remembering the day I saw you coming out of your room with disheveled hair and Yoongi hyung tailing behind while he pointlessly tried fixing the buttons of his shirt which were already broken. I knew what happened inside, it was a familiar scenario. The day when Taehyung and I slept at my place, we had the same looks.

You have ruined everything yourself hyung. I just have to show these pictures to Taehyungie, he'll definitely leave you after this. I smiled holding my phone which had photos of Jimin and Yoongi sleeping peacefully in each other's embrace while their clothes were scattered around, and another one where they left Jimin hyung's bedroom.

While taking another sip of my drink I heard a sound coming from upstairs. I sighed finishing my glass of whiskey to find the source of this noise.

Knock Knock

Again I heard the sound, it was faint but evident. I walked towards it, but it wasn't coming from any of the rooms. Then I saw the stairs going towards the attic, I gulped remembering the incident of my childhood days.

Should I go there?

Knock Knock

I need to find out, what if there's an intruder upstairs. Grabbing a heavy vase, I climbed the squeaking stairs, slowly, one at a time. I reached the door, twisting the knob I went in leaving the door open. I switched on the flashlight of my phone to scan the place holding the vase in my right hand. It was dark in there, I searched everywhere and not finding anything I sighed a heave of relief. While turning around I felt an excruciating pain in my head as a liquid dripped down the back of my neck.

"Ahhh" I screamed, my eyes getting blurry.

"You shouldn't have come here Kook" I heard faint voices and everything went black.

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Opening my eyes, I found myself in my room with Jimin hyung towering above me as a doctor sat besides me checking my pulse. I whimper in pain touching my head which was covered in bandages. What happened? Watching my puzzled look, Jimin hyung patted my hand telling me to lie down quietly.

"He's okay for now, I have dressed up his wounds. You have to clean it twice a day for a few days. It will heal soon and I'm writing down some medicines for him. Give these to him and make sure he avoids any intake of alcohol for the time being" the doctor warned as I blinked my eyes with confusion.

"Thank you Dr. Lee for coming here on such a short notice. We are really grateful" I heard Yoongi hyung's voice as he smiled getting up.

"It's okay Mr. Min, anything for my best friend. I was their family doctor for a while anyways" Dr. Lee smiled, eyes crinkling at the ends. How was I not aware of this doctor?

"Thank you Taemin hyung. You came here to meet me and we troubled you. I'm sorry hyung and thanks for everything" I heard the sweet voice of my Jimin hyung who was smiling as he held the hands of Dr. Lee who stood up pulling him into his embrace. Did I miss out something?

"Take care Mr. Jeon Jungkook. We'll meet soon" the Doctor smiled in a creepy way. Who was he?

"What happened?" I asked as Yoongi hyung went out with that Doc leaving me and Jimin hyung alone.

"We found you passed out in the attic with blood dripping off your head. What were you doing there and that too drunk! I'm not letting you have any more now Kookie. It could have been worse, what if James failed to hear the noises coming from the attic then coming down to alert us. Your head was bruised badly as if someone hit it.

I got so worried but Yoongi hyung handled everything by calling Taemin hyung. It was a coincidence that he was on his way to meet me here. He would be staying here for a while. And Jungkook, can't you take care of yourself now that you're big enough huh!" Jimin hyung blabbered keeping his hand on his waist.

I got up pulling his waist to hug him. He cares for me, just like he did when we were kids.

"I'm sorry hyung. I shouldn't have gone there" I sobbed as he patted my head playing with my hair.

"Kookie, are you crying. Why? You did something wrong?" he asked catching me off guard. I shook my head making him giggle.

"Hey that tickles. Anyways, don't go upstairs. There are broken pieces of old furniture which are yet to be discarded. It's off limits" he warned cupping my cheeks, planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Okay" I mumbled sofly. He chuckled.

"I'll ask James to cook something nice and warm for you okay. Take rest" he smiled as I laid back on my bed scrunching my nose in discomfort.

"Thanks hyung" I smiled, genuinely.

"We'll meet later when you wake up okay" he smiled closing the door. I nodded falling asleep instantly.

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I woke up again from the smell of something tasty cooking downstairs. My head pained as I opened my eyes to find everything blurry and dark, blinking a few times made everything clearer. Jimin hyung stood near the balcony watching the sunset, he smiled turning around. But that smile was creepy, just like that creepy doll I found at the attic when we were kids.

"How are you feeling Jungkook" he smirked as he came nearer, making me afraid of his presence.

"I'm good but hyung why are you smirking?" I asked a bit puzzled, as I sat up leaning on the head rest.

"No reason. By the way Jungkook, I found your phone" his voice going an octave lower and the smirk still painted on his face, my breath hitched in my throat.

"So?" I asked, my phone was locked anyways he won't find anything there.

"I found some pictures in there" he sat beside me showing the pictures. My eyes widened, how was my phone unlocked?

It was a picture of me and Taehyung in my bed sleeping soundly with our clothes scattered everywhere. How did that picture even appear on my phone? Who even took it? That day only me and Taehyung were present in my room and there weren't any cameras to capture these intimate pictures. I had the same pictures of Jimin hyung and Yoongi hyung there, how did it switch to these ones?

"What would you like to say about these photos?" he growled, the smirk slowly disappearing being replaced with a scowl.

"I... I- I.." with a loss of words I fumbled.

"WHAT" he yelled making me flinch.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled. Why was I even apologising? It felt like someone else was controlling me right now.

"Huh! That's all you want to say Jungkook? Don't you feel the need to explain anything to your hyung?" he chuckled throwing away my phone which broke into pieces. What happened to him?

"Whatever you saw is the truth, there's nothing to explai-"

Smack

"So you don't feel guilty about sleeping with my husband Jungkook? When did you become so shameless?" he stood up pulling his blonde locks in frustration.

"I do feel guilty hyung, but I was greedy back then. I wanted to feel his love which he only showered upon you" I blabbered, tears streaming down my face as I held my right cheek.

What was happening! What am I even talking? I had no control over my mouth. Suddenly getting up I fell on my knees rubbing my palms together as if begging for his forgiveness.

"I'm sorry hyung. It's all my fault. Taehyung never loved me, I was selfish. Please forgive me, I'm guilty of what I did" I cried rubbing my hands continuously which wouldn't stop how much I tried.

"Jungkook you crossed the line. I can't forgive you" he sighed catching my hands and lifting me up. He pulled me into his embrace while patting my back. I sobbed on his shoulder.

"What can I do to make you forgive my sins hyung. I'm ready to do anything" I sobbed, the words flowing out against my wishes. I gave up.

"Kill Kim Taehyung for me" he spoke with a face void of any emotions. It struck like a bolt of lightning, I can't kill anyone!

"If you want it, I will do it hyung" I couldn't stop myself from uttering these hurtful things.

"Take this knife and finish him off at one go by slitting his neck" he told me handing over the tool for a cold blooded murder. My hands shook as I gripped the brown handle which had some carvings. The blade shining under the moonlight in my dimly lit room.

"Yoongi hyung is standing outside his room. He'll keep an eye on you so that you don't come back empty handed" he creepily smiled patting my shoulder as I nodded against my will.

"I'll do as you say" I turned around going downstairs holding the knife.

"I don't want to do this" I cried as I found myself standing in front of Taehyung's room.

"Go finish your task" Yoongi hyung spoke behind me as I nodded opening the door.

Taehyung was sleeping soundly unaware of our intentions. I tiptoed towards his bed sitting across him on a chair watching him taking deep breathes as his chest rose and fall.

"I'm sorry" I whispered as my grip on the knife tightened, my hands shakily moving towards his neck, slitting it in one go. I dropped the knife watching the bloody scenario unveiling in front of my eyes.

"Why" he groaned catching his neck, blood oozing out from the slit. I got up shaking my head, tears coursing down my cheeks.

"If I can't get you, no one can" I mumbled taking a few steps back. Taehyung struggled to get up from his bed, fumbling. He held the knife I dropped, charging towards me.

"Ahhh" I yelled feeling an unbearable pain in my stomach as the knife pierced through it.

"I can't let you live" he chuckled lowly in his hoarse voice, falling down. His body turning limp amidst the pool of blood, I cried falling besides him.

"Well done" a voice echoed through the room, looking up with tear filled eyes I spotted two silhouettes.

"You did well" claps followed the steps which made inside the room as I hissed in pain.

"Jimin hyung, Yoongi hyung? Why?" I groaned feeling helpless and confused.

"Because we wanted to get rid of you both" Jimin hyung chuckled as Yoongi hyung grinned besides him.

"You dug a pit for yourself Jungkook" Yoongi laughed.

"I? But why me?" I whimpered as they towered above me.

"You should be aware of it! Don't get stuck in the past Jungkook" Jimin hyung smiled creepily as my consciousness slipped out.

"Why me?" I mumbled as I felt my body shaking.

"Kookie get up" I heard a faint voice.

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I woke up finding Jimin hyung beside me, his hands over my shoulder, looking at me worriedly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Jimin hyung asked.

"I... Uhhh..." I nodded getting up, wiping the cold sweat formed on my forehead.

So was that all my imagination?

To be continued...
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Did Jungkook imagine everything or was it real?

The lines separating reality from dreams is getting blurry!

Mochigirl signing off till we meet again (☞ ͡ ͡° ͜ ʖ ͡ ͡°)☞