Black Swan - BTS (Orchestra version)

"Help! I'M SORRY!"

"TEN STOP!"

"HE'S FUCKING DEAD!"

"IT WAS USED AS A COVER, STOP!"

This is going by so badly.

So very badly.

There's not a place in this warehouse where Jimin has not ran or hid to that Ten wasn't behind him like a fucking shadow. Everyone is either trying to hold back the insane psychopath back from doing something completely reckless or, perhaps Soobin, would tell Ten where would Jimin run off to just for the sake of doing it.

Ten is absolutely raging.

Woosung has tried to calm him down, explaining that it was for the sake of their cover and protection but when someone is beyond pissed they won't exactly listen to what is being said at the moment. Ten's mind was almost blacked out of any information, heaving in an uncontrollable anger that was nearly unstoppable.

And it wasn't even the fact that that they kissed that's firing up Ten to chase Jimin around with a machine gun and a knife while Jimin screams for his dear life as he runs away, but it's the fact that the parents were mention.

Jeongguk was there.

Oh Ten is fully aware of his past with Woosung and the fact that Woosung tends to be a little bitch around him, thus creating this mess isn't exactly something he enjoys thinking about.

So why is he chasing Jimin around?

Simple, he's pissed.

If he goes off at Woosung, he'll kill him.

Without a doubt.

Let's just imagine this as a game to let off steam. Obviously he won't kill Jimin because of Yeosang, but he needs a good hunt to distract his mind from actually exploding and actually committing murder.

Fuck, the way he hates Jeongguk is unimaginable.

Thinking of him and Woosung breathing air in the same room together makes him want to shoot up the place to pieces.

Well, chasing Jimin will just have to do.

"TEN! FOR FUCK SAKES! STOP!"

Jimin suddenly finds Wooyoung in the computer room with Felix, instantly throwing himself onto him and using his body as a shield just as Ten storms through the door. The poor boy Jimin's clutching onto tenses up, trying not to trip over his feet by how aggressively Jimin clings onto his body. Meanwhile Felix immediately gets in the middle when Ten raises up the gun when he missed with the knife to Jimin's head.

"Woah- Let's not do something stupid!" Felix immediately shrieks by the chaotic gleam in Ten's eyes, that looks way too familiar, "Ten! No- FUCK!"

A loud gun shot went off, making Jimin screech to how close the sound was to his ear. He felt Wooyoung outstretch a hand to Jimin, now much more protective after realizing that Ten was most definitely not bluffing about his intentions.

Maybe he wants to cause a little injury.

Just a small one.

A very maniac laugh bubbles out Ten's lips, craning his head to glance at Jimin's shaking body behind Wooyoung, "How did my boyfriend's lips feel huh? Maybe you wouldn't have known if YOU WOULD'VE MINDED YOUR BUSINESS AND NOT GET INVOLVED WITH YEOSANG'S PARENTS!"

Another gun shot echoed the room, forcing a scream to escape Jimin's lips by how the bullet grazed his arm before it shot to the wall.

The loudness of the bullet was deafening this time, but....

Something else happened.

A force.

In.... His head.

It was almost as though he was smacked so hard in his mind that forced him to stumble backwards in shock, choking in his breathes to the sudden flashes before his eyes similar to a running film that was plastered against his eyes from one second to to the next.

It's blurred.

But sensing the sharp flashes, choking him up so bad that everything around him began to fade in the background.

He's alone.... All alone....

What the fuck is going on-

A loud yelp screeched out of his lips when multiple gunshots surrounded his hearing, being the strong shove that forced Jimin to his knees; Plummeting every single sense of reality as the world spirals chaotically before his eyes, growing deeper and deeper into this darkness that's attaching his mind of a memory that his mind is refusing to let him remember.

Yet he can still hear it.

Choking.

Screaming.

Smell the thick stench of the iron blood cruises down his hands when he presses them against his face, shuttering in waves of shrieks to the warm liquid touching his skin.

Pulling away to see nothing but red staining his skin. Seeing the blood gliding against his fingertips and tapping the concrete floor, each drop adding and piling more this closed heaviness in Jimin's chest. A rope is around his neck, squeezing and squeezing until he couldn't access any air in his lung.

He feels like he's fucking dying.

"H-Help me," He would wheeze but no one heard him, moving his teary eyes around to see a clarity of help, just anyone. Nothing but a dark space with someone standing in front of him catches his eyes, who he desperately tried to reach for, "H-Help."

The figure got closer to him, standing in the dim light that flashed to Jimin's shakily body.

Jimin cries silently to the whispers against his ear, the gun shots that won't fucking go away! Rubbing his bloody hands against his ears to make it stop but crying more to the wet liquid against his hair and ears now as he desperately tried to wipe it off.

"Make it stop!" His stutters are so weak and pleadingly, growing horrified to where he is or why can't anyone hear him, "Help me!"

The silhouette that was far from his reach is now standing in front of him.

And Jimin soon began to realize that the stench of blood wasn't coming from himself.

But from the person.

When Jimin slowly raised his gaze from the ground, whimpering in fear as he moves up the silhouette. Feeling his lips wobbling increase as his eyes captures the blood drenching the clothes and dripping down to the puddle of blood below the person's feet. His own body rattling in paranoia creeping up his mind as he scans up the body until he reached the man's face.

Almost as though Jimin was kicked backwards, he scrambles his body away with his throat tightening and tightening in it's squeeze, the tears gliding down his cheeks like constant shooting stars as his breathing escalated in hitches like wild fire.

The man wears a eerie smile, twitching it higher in a more psychotic smirk with eyes filled with colors of madness as he leans down to Jimin, face coated with spat of blood with faint bruises that made his face look almost unfamiliar.

But Jimin knew him.

He sees him whenever he wakes up in the morning and looks at himself in the mirror. Behind the screen of a camera. Video clips of those stupid Snapchats that people would take of him in parties.

He sees him everywhere.

That's because.... That man is himself.

A more darker and sinister man, piled with blood and a smile as though he was so ready to break into hysterical laughter with a little more nudge.

When the man leaned to be centimeters away from his face, he cranes his head to the side with eyes glowing more and more with mania.

"Do you hear me now Jimin?"

And Jimin finally was able to scream.

Forcing the darkness to slam against his body that made him instantly fall into a state of unconsciousness.

____________________________________________

A/N:

Oh boy....

Aw man poor Jimin :(

Let's see how he's going to handle this, or how everyone is going to help him through it.

For those who are confused about what happened in this chapter, he's going through more so a hallucination and a mass full of flashbacks at once. By hearing the gunshots it brought him back to that time in place like a flashback.

His time to process this will take time, so be very patient and don't expect him heal so quick.

I PURPLE YOU!! <33