Taehyung scratched the leather of the steering wheel, eyes piercingly rooted on the road ahead, hard rock music blasting from the stereo.

His hair resembled a birds nest from his constant tugging and scratching. He sniffed, bringing his hand to wipe his running nose, then brought the lit cigarette between his lips.

You just have to do it, Taehyung, the voice in his head said.

"Shut the fuck up, I know!" He yelled insanely. Of course, there was no one else in the car with him. So, was talking to himself, yelling at himself, hearing himself speak. "I know what to do. Who the hell does he think he is? He's no one special. He's nothing!"

Then why are you obsessing over him!

"I'm not obsessing over him. He's not even worth it."

What the hell? Obsessing? Please. Taehyung knew too well that he was better looking, sexier and smarter. Hell, everyone who saw him wanted him! He was an epitome of godlike handsome. Why then would he even think of obsessing over someone who didn't even match his level, not even a little?

But you want him, don't you? The voice taunted in a singsong manner.

Taehyung slammed his fists against the steering wheel. "I don't fucking want him! I don't want him, you crazy bastard! Stop talking to me!"

Haha, you don't want him, alright, but you want his life. You want to be loved like him, you want to be favored like him, you want to be an innocent, naive boy just like he is. You're jealous!

"Jealous!?" Taehyung laughed hysterically. "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I'm never jealous of anyone."

"Oh, yes, you are, Kim Taehyung. You're jealous of him. You know it. I know it too, you know why? Because I'm your mind, I know everything."

"Fuck you! Fuck you!" Taehyung grabbed his phone and punched in a couple of digits. "Pick up the fucking phone, you asswipe!"

The phone rang, as Taehyung drove speedily, roughly down the highway. His heart raced impatiently. He was going to put a bullet through this idiot's head if he didn't pick in—

"Hello?"

"You imbecile! Where the hell is he?!" Taehyung shouted into the phone.

"He's here with me."

"And the other two?"

"Here too. We have them all bound and unconscious."

Taehyung relaxed against the leather skin of the chair. "Good job, Hakeem. Now keep them that way until I get there."

Taehyung shut his eyes. He could feel the peace he had sort around the corner. It was going to come, all he has to do was act fast. Get rid of the threat to his happiness and voila! Things would go back to how they use to.

He made a stop at the departmental store, making a trip to the front counter. He examined the condoms choices.

"Hmm, vanilla flavor?" He read the description on the pack. He pulled it out and waved it at a teenage salesgirl. "How does the vanilla stuff work? Do I taste it in my mouth while in action or I just smell it?"

The girl blushed red. She tucked her loose hair behind both her ears. "Um, I don't know. I haven't used it before."

Her cheeks hit up like a ring boiler that Taehyung could read her expression. She was a virgin. He rolled his eyes. "Why the hell do I meet virgins everywhere?" He mouthed irritably.

Shoving the whole packet into his back pocket, he grabbed his wallet and tossed a $100 bill on the counter.

"Excuse me, your change," The salesgirl called as he exited the doors, but he ignored her and climbed into his car.

He put the car back in motion and continued his journey.

His hands shook as he placed them on the steering. He shut his eyes briefly to calm himself down. He was doing it for his happiness, his satisfaction.

"He deserves it, you know," The voice in his head accused.

"Don't you ever learn to shut up?"

"Just looking out for you, buddy."

"Get out of my head. I can do this on my own!"

"Or can you?"

Taehyung gripped the steering wheel so tightly, his knuckles turned pale. He gritted his teeth so hard they shook.

"Just ignore it. You can do it."

The drive to his destination took Taehyung 10 minutes. No one could ever look there if there even was a reason to. It was well hidden, barely remembered and highly feared. It was the perfect hideout and spot to carry out his plans.

Outside the factory, as he climbed down from his car, the sky rumbled angrily. Taehyung lifted his head and saw the sky had turned a greyish hue. Even perfect, no one would bother coming out in the storm.

Taehyung shut the door and made his way into the building, his heart on his sleeves but he had a brave face and a determined mind. Nothing was going to stop him.

Inside the empty badly lit hall, Hakeem and one other man stood rooted outside a door. Hakeem made his way over to Taehyung when he saw him. Taehyung stealthily fetched a dagger from his pocket, clutching it tightly, in case.

"They're all in there," He said, pointing towards the room he had been standing by, it probably served as an office previously. "Still unconscious."

"Did anyone of them prove stubborn?"

"Uh, just the smallish one. He tried to fight back."

Taehyung frowned. "Yoongi. Did you slap the lights out of him?"

Hakeem shook his head. "I didn't. We immediately overpowered and chloroformed him."

"You should have slapped him. I guess I'll just do it myself then."

Taehyung began to make his way towards the room, inching closer at executing his plans.

"So, this phone hasn't stopped ringing. It's someone named Jin," Hakeem said, fetching a vibrating phone from his pocket.

"Ah, give me that." Taehyung snatched the phone and picked it.

"Kookie, baby, where are you? I've been so worried about you, I'm losing my mind. Please, tell me where you are," Jin rushed out worriedly

Taehyung hissed, he tossed the dagger into the air and caught it, repeating the little game as he walked the room. He grinned. "Ah, Jin, you disappoint me. You know, when you said you were his friend, I had really hoped, for your safety, that you were just his friend. That, I didn't have to hurt you because you seemed like a decent guy. I mean, you had to go ahead and call him baby. That was not right. You could have saved yourself the pain and horror. I mean, I would have found you out eventually because you know, I'm me, I'm smart. But you could have had the chance to enjoy a delicious meal of sushi one more time."

"Who is this?"

"For a college student, you're not very bright, I wonder how you'll pass your classes, man. I mean, we literally just had a conversation a few hours ago and you introduced yourself as his friend. Really?"

"Taehyung?"

"Damn right, it is."

"What have you done? Where is Jungkook!?"

"He's here. But won't be for long."

"Don't you hurt him! Please!"

"Oh, I will. I will hurt him in horrible ways, trust me. But you would like to be here to witness it right? His final moments. I mean, I would hurt you too. But don't worry, yours will be quick and merciful. You're hot, so I'd spare you the pain on that base." He shoved his tongue out, biting it.

"What do you want? Where are you? Please, leave him alone. You can have me. Just let him go."

"Dude, relax! You haven't even gotten here." Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Why don't you come over first then we can bargain? How about that?"

"Fine, where are you?"

Taehyung's eyes lingered on the door. Beyond it held the key to his peace of mind, his sanity. They narrowed when he heard Jin start the engine of his car, he was going to be having so much fun that night. "The abandoned factory off the highway just before the border. The place where bad things happen," He stated, adding the last part because he knew Jin would be going crazy. "Come alone, Jin. I dare you not to."

He had business to take care of but first, " Hey, you can leave."

"But you might need—"

"I paid you everything. Now get lost." Taehyung turned to the door. "This is my personal business now."

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Can you still tell what's up now?? Or why Taehyung is doing this?? Guess!