Taehyung's p.o.v

"Taehyung listen to me, plea-"

"NO... it-it makes sense Jungkook, It makes sense... I-I'm sick, I-" I stopped walking and turned around to face the raven haired boy who looked disappointed

"NO... listen it's not true, you're not hallucinating, I exist. And I need your help."

Help? Are you kidding me?

I have never thought that I would be dealing with something so huge. When I searched about Schizophrenia earlier, everything made sense. It's not only hallucination, but mood swings, and so many more symptoms that I've been facing for so long.

And I never knew.

There are possibilities that I'm seeing many imaginary things as well. I would've never realised that I was facing something huge if Jungkook wouldn't have showed up.

I want to believe Jungkook, I want to believe that I'm not hallucinating and he is there.... but... I just can't.

I still wouldn't jump to conclusions, I have an appointment with a psychiatrist tomorrow, and I would let him decide if I'm sick or not.

Fuck this- for now, the bigger issue is that I don't have money to pay the psychiatrist. I can't ask Jimin for help, he's helped me a lot already.

"Taehyung- you're not crazy. You-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP." I saw Jungkook flinch at my tone. Who cares though?

"I have an appointment with a psychiatrist tomorrow, and-"

"I know that, and I also know that he's going to ramble bullshit." Jungkook said.

I ignored him and started walking again, not like he didn't follow me.

What If- whatever I'm seeing right now is just my hallucination? What if- I'm not Taehyung, and am just living his personality?

No, I'm Taehyung. I remember how mother used to yell at me whenever I peed in my pants

"Taehyung you're not a kid anymore, there's a thing called washroom. You gotta go in there and piss in the toilet."

I remember everyone used to call me 'Taehyung.'

No wtf, not used to they still call me 'Taehyung'

"How will you pay the doctor? You don't make that much money." Jungkook said as we reached my father's house.

"You don't have to worry about that." I said as I unlocked the door and carefully walked inside.

The smell of alcohol and weed instantly filled my nostrils as I walked through the living room.

I had earlier assumed that appa would be passed out on the couch, but he's not there. Is he awake? Truly, I don't want to deal with him right now, I'm already into a lot of bullshit. 

"I think he's not here." Jungkook said

I looked around the house and was pleased when I found him no where.

I slowly locked the front door and walked inside his room.

I hope it's still there.

I walked towards the bookshelf and searched for the specific book.

Found it.

"Romeo and Juliet?" Jungkook asked while looking at the book.

I smiled before opening it. What was the page number again?

69?

No you pervert

64?

I opened page number 64 and there it was, the key.

"Woah, so is that the key for some magical fairyland door or something?" Jungkook asked as I removed the Tape and pulled out the key.

I put the book back in the shelf and walked out of appa's bedroom.

"Are you going to ignore me?"

I walked inside my room and grabbed a pair of gloves and a torch

"Stop ignoring me."

I walked out of my room and stopped when I reached the store room.

"HELLOO? StOp IgNoRiNg Me."

Shut the fuck up

I pushed the store room door open and walked inside before switching on the torch light.

It must be here.

I looked around for a while trying to find the black box. Where are you?

"Tell me what are you looking for, I'd help."

No thanks

"There's a black box over there, is that what you're looking for?"

"Yes where?" I instantly stood up

"Near your legs."

I looked down and saw a medium sized black box beneath a bunch a newspapers.

I think my pupils are getting weaker.

I threw the newspapers around the room and held the box as I sat on the floor. I removed the pair of gloves from the side pocket of my jeans and wore it before opening the box.

As I opened the box, the first thing that I saw was a familiar silver object wrapped in a plastic bag. I carefully removed it from the box and held it in my left hand.

I looked at the only two things available in the box, a letter and a thick envelope. I grabbed the envelope before placing the object from my left hand into the box and closing it.

"Why do you have a knife in a weird box in your store room?" Jungkook asked.

I ignored him and kept the box in the far corner of the room beneath other waste things.

I was about to walk out of the store room when I heard the front door unlocking

"Taehyung-ah are you home? Come out Baby, let's have some fun." The man who seemed extremely drunk yelled through the living room.

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Third person p.o.v

"Whom do you work for?" The prosecutor sitting besides Officer Kim asked.

"I work for no one." The older male sitting across them said.

"Stop lying." Namjoon banged his fists on the table and stood up, marching towards Do min young.

"Stop it Namjoon." The prosecutor held the Officer back "Violence would take you no where."

"Mr.Jung, he's a murderer." Namjoon spat as he sat on his previous position, folding his arms over his chest.

"It's still not proved." Mr.Jung said

"Why did you push Jeon.jungkook from the school balcony?" The prosecutor asked.

"SPEAK." Namjoon was certainly loosing his patience as the minutes ticked by.

"What are your relationship's with Jeon.Jungkook?"

No response

"Did you push Jungkook?"

"I did"

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