taehyung panted, his bangs stuck to forehead, his fingers covered in red, shards of glass were scattered across the floor.

his fingers tightened around the shard he held in his hand. his blood was pounding in his ears, the adrenaline rushing through his veins spike.

droplets of red liquid fell onto the floor, next to his limp father.

"t-taehyung."

his mother looked at him with wide scared eyes, her hands shaking, the bruises on her face a terrible plum.

taehyung smiled weakly.

"it's over now ma, i did this all for you."

the piece of glass that he held between his fingers falls to the hard wooden floor.

he smiles.

"he's gone."

"just like that."

FATE: MURDER