Jungkook.

All the air in my body was knocked out of me. I froze for a moment. Wide eyes watching Park Jimin for only the second he was in sight. Random strangers holding onto me. They kept me from helping him.

"No..." I cried. "No, no, no!"

They were still holding me back.

"No! Fuck you! Fuck you, fuck all of you" I screamed.

Hot tears streamed down my face as I tore myself away and ran to the railing. I felt people grabbing me again. Worried I might try to jump in too.

I stared down at the water, but there was no sign of the person I wish I was a better friend to.

Only an angry current. Mocking me.

My breaths were all short as I angrily wiped my tears. Why? Why'd they hold me back? Why the fuck did they hold me back?

I hate them. I hate everyone here. They're idiots. They're fucking morons for letting him just jump. For watching him fucking die.

He's dead. There's no way he survived that. Park Jimin's fucking dead. It's my fault, it's their fault, it's everyone fucking fault.

Everything became blurry. I put my hands on my head as I repeated it in my mind. Yanking on fists full of hair.

He's dead.

My mind was filled with nothing but a mixture of anger and sorrow. I have to get out of here.

I broke free from the hands holding me back. And I ran.

"You can't leave!" Someone yelled, but I don't give a single shit.

I give no fucks at all. I know I have to stay, but I can't watch them pull his lifeless body into an ambulance. I can't stand there and explain to the officer that it's my fault. I can't tell them how I tried to grab him, but everyone held me back.

Taehyung came to mind.

The thought of him fueled my anger. I yanked my phone out of pocket. Cracked screen facing me. The tab with the video still open. Taunting me for being a sicko.

I deleted it, exited the app, then called Taehyung's contact immediately. No answer.

I called again.

Same result.

His phones on silent at school. Although I know him. If I keep calling, he'll get pissed and eventually leave to go answer it.

I continued to call. Eight calls later, there was an answer.

"What do you want, idiot? I left class claiming I had to piss"

I slowed down. Tears still streamed down my face. I know when I speak out loud, it'll be messy.

"We t-took it too far" I shakily spoke through quick irregular breaths.

"What? Jungkook, I can't understand you when you sob like a baby." He stated.

I squeezed my phone tightly. Clenching my jaw. I took the sleeve to my uniform on my free arm and wiped my eyes for what feels like millionth time

"I said we took it too far. We took it too fucking far!" I raised my voice.

"Oh? What do you mean?" You hear the amusement in his voice grow with each word.

The fucking bastard.

I just watched Jimin die and he finds it entertaining.

"H-he's fucking dead. He killed himself, he jumped. H-he- he's dead, Taehyung."

I hated saying it out loud. I hated that the first person I said it out loud to was Taehyung.

"What?" For once, there was genuine shock in his voice. "Why would he kill himself? It was just teasing. He knew it wasn't real. He knew and-" he tried to justify it. The careless tone in his voice returned.

I shook my head and with my free hand rubbed the back of my neck. I had tears in my eyes, but I'm so pissed at Taehyung that I'm not sobbing anymore.

"Don't you fucking get it? H-he kept saying he didnt like it, b-but we did it anyways. We fucked with his head"

"We cant help it if he thought everything we said was true. It's his own fault."

His own fault? Jimin never did anything wrong. He never fucking hurt anyone.

"you're a psychotic asshole" I spat angrily.

He scoffed.

"Says you. You only wanted to fuck him because he lost all that weight. It's not like you really cared about him."

He always does this. He always turns it onto me. He always has to win by getting into my head and telling me fucked up shit.

I'm at fault too, I know I am. It's both of our faults, but I did care for Jimin. He can't make me think otherwise. I'm done protecting you, Taehyung.

"I told you I cared! I told you it wasn't just for fun. You promised- you promised you'd leave him alone if i did this for you. You promised you'd let me date him without giving us shit"

Each time I tormented Jimin, it was because Taehyung told me he'd leave him alone afterwards. Each time, Taehyung promised that was the last time. Each time, I hated myself for listening, but I was stupid enough to believe that it would all go away when I was done. 

"You say you liked him, but you took part in all the teasing. You were nastier than I was. Jungkook, don't pretend you aren't like me" He taunted.

I hate that he speaks as if he's the one who's right. As if he knows all.

"I'm not! Taehyung you're a horrible person. Of course I acted like you! anything to keep you in check, right? It's always been like that. Taehyung you- you're insane! You're sick in the head. You're fucking disgusting!" I told him.

Not even a moment later, he let out a throaty laugh.

"Park Jimin is dead. He killed himself and we drove him to."

The sad reality hits hard again. A single tear feel from my glossy eyes.

"We? If you really liked him, then how could you have been the worst to him? Jungkook, look in the mirror, you're the killer here. You killed park jimin, how could you? And to blame me for your actions as if u didnt have the choice. Tsk, you disturbed boy. Oh Ggukie, what will i ever do with you?"

I bit my lip. Taking in each word he said. It isn't true, but for a split second he made me question that.

I'm not the killer here.

"I-I'm sick of these shitty mind games you like to play with people. Go fuck yourself you miserable bastard. Stay away from me and Tell that to the rest of your puppets to as well." I've said all I needed to say to him.

There is no breaking through to Taehyung. Only him breaking you.

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