In all your years living on this earth, you had never once wanted to believe a lie. You had always been taught that honesty was the best policy and that believing a lie was simply you lying to yourself....

You clung to that idea throughout your life,striving to keep your honesty and integrity intact as you continued to live on.

It was foolish to believe lies...It was foolish to lie to yourself...

You knew that...

And yet, you wanted nothing more in this moment than to believe a lie.

You wanted to believe that Min Yoongi was still the same man you had left behind all those weeks ago.

You wanted to believe that the words you had just heard him speak were all a joke that he had thought up to get back at you for all the worry you caused him....

You wanted to believe it.

But the look in his eyes as he spoke...the sheer insanity that shined beneath them told you that you couldn't believe that no matter how desperately you wanted to....

You slowly took a step backwards, removing his hands from your shoulders as your e/c eyes clashed against his, emotions beginning to get the best of you as you watched his face contort in confusion.

Perhaps you should have known this would happen....Yoongi had always been attached to you even before you knew who he was....he watched you from a far-protecting you was what he called it.

You were naive to believe he had truly changed back then....The way he clung onto you was never normal or healthy...the way he reacted to you being hurt wasn't the way that a stranger like him should have behaved.

You knew that he would be affected by your death...but you never could have guessed how badly it would ruin him.

"I-I'm not going with you."

Your voice came out in a soft whisper as your eyes fell to the floor beneath your feet.

A chuckle sounded from the blond in front of you, his hand shaking as he placed his hand on your shoulder.

"Come on, Y/n." He chuckled. "We don't have time for jokes now...the timer has already been set, we don't have long before-"

"I won't leave without them." You interrupted. "I won't let you hurt them."

His eyes widened slightly at your proclamation, hand rest on the side of his head as he stared down at you in disbelief.

"You won't let me?" He whispered darkly, dazed eyes staring you down. "After everything he's done to you...after all the ways he's hurt you...You defend him?"

You nodded your head.

"H-He didn't hurt me." You explained. "Namjoon was the one who found Minhyuk and Baekhyun. He found the cure and brought me here so that the virus wouldn't spread while I was in recovery. Louis was never supposed to be here."

"Is that the lie he fed you?" He snapped, grabbing your arm. "Did he tell you that you had to be here to save people? He's feeding on your weakness. He knows that you're too good of a person to allow others to get hurt, why can't you see that? Have you truly become blind to what he is?!"

Your eyes widened as his grip on your arm became painful.

"He helped me!" You countered. "He never wanted me to get hurt! He changed. He isn't like he used to be and I won't leave him here to die!"

"So stupid." He scolded, pulling you closer to him. "He's a bad man, babydoll. You just can't see it because he's been lying to you for so long. Y-Yeah. That's right. He's the one who made you like this...it isn't your fault..You just need to come home. Everything will be better once we are back together again...It will all be okay when he's dead."

Your brows jumped at his words, body jerking away from him as you backed towards the counter, hand searching for any kind of weapon to use against the man before you.

It was painfully evident that you would not be able to get through to him...at least not in this state. He had completely lost all grips with reality.

"Turn off the bomb, Yoongi." You said softly, "Nobody has to die. We can go home, we can get you the help that you need-"

"HE HAS TO DIE!" He screamed, moving towards you as he ran both hands through his hair. "He stole you! He took you from me and left me all alone! I will not let him leave this island alive. Even if the fire takes my life too-"

He cut himself off, teary eyes lighting up with a dark realization as he raised his head, staring directly at you as an insane grin pulled on his lips.

"Th-That's it." He whispered, moving closer. "The fire. The fire will solve everything. It will keep us together...I-I'll never have to worry about loosing you again. Not ever again."

You swallowed hard, taking a few steps back, hands desperately search the counter behind you.

You know that there was a knife on the counter.

"Wh-What are you talking about?" You stalled, genuine horror falling over your features.

He moved even closer.

"All this time.." He mumbled. "All this time I've been trying to keep you safe.....I've been so stupid. Everyone dies eventually, right?! It will be painless. If we just go together, then you won't ever be in pain again...We can go together...We can go together."

You could tell that the Yoongi you knew was no longer real....at least not at the moment....this man was a maniac dead set on the two of you being together.

He stepped closer to you, body standing right in front of yours.

"You'll fight at first." he laughed. "You always were a fighter...but it will be over before you know it...we'll be together forever and no one will be able to take you away from me again. Isn't that great!? I'll never have to let you go-"

Your chest heaved in adrenaline as you watched him stumble backwards, his eyes wide as he grabbed the side of his face, blood trickling through his fingers.

You sliced his left eye. You were sure of that. There was too much blood for it to just be a minor cut.

You gripped the knife tightly, turning on your heel and running out of the kitchen, desperately searching for Namjoon and Louis.

Yoongi removed his hand from his face, his face lighting up with an insane smile as a loud chuckle came out of him, his hand reaching for the gun that rested in the waistband of his pants.

"I love this game."

You ran down the hallways, being sure not to call out to anyone. You had seen enough horror movies to know that when a demented psychopath is hunting you, you should never scream and give away your location.

You would quietly stop and warn any maid or butler that you stumbled across, telling them to reach safety as quickly as possible.

You didn't know how much time you had until the bomb went off...but, you knew that it probably wasn't much.

You almost sighed in relief as you reached Namjoon's bedroom, swiftly swinging the door open and closing it with a quiet click, leaning against the wood in a brief rest while you listened for the footsteps of your former friend.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow as he took in your state, body instantly going into defense mode as the terror in your eyes came into his view.

Something was wrong.

You made your way over to him, watching as he continued to dry Louis' damp hair with a towel, his curls bouncing against his forehead as he swung his legs contentedly.

"What happened?" Namjoon asked quietly.

"We have to leave." You answered. "Yoongi, he-"

Your words were cut off as the sound of gunfire filled your ears followed by loud laughter and footsteps sounding down the hallway.

"Come on, Babydoll!" You heard him call. "I don't like killing servants. Come out and face me!"

Namjoon shot up, his hands struggling to button his shirt up the rest of the way as he turned to face you.

"My men reported to me about two small boats a few miles out, but I didn't think they would make a move so quickly." He stated. "Do you have any idea where the others are?"

You frowned.

"Yoongi said he came alone." You answered. "There should only be one boat."

Namjoon sighed heavily.

"Unless the others came to find him." He said. "I suppose he's acting of his own will...which means the others have no idea what's really going on."

"Namjoon," You called, gaining his attention. "There's a bomb."

His eyes widened slightly at your words, heart clenching as tears formed in the corner of your eyes.

He slowly pulled your towards him, wrapping his arms around you in a sweet embrace.

You blinked in surprise as he placed a soft kiss onto your forehead.

"I promise I will keep the two of you safe." He breathed. "If Yoongi is really doing this alone, then that means that the others mean no harm to you and Louis...they're probably here to rescue you, not to kill me. You're safest bet is to go to them and get off this island."

You frowned.

He was talking as though he would not be coming with you.

"There's a way out through the closet at the end of the hall." He explained. "I had it placed there in case of emergencies. I will distract Yoongi long enough for the two of you to make it there and get out of the house. Once you're out, run straight to the docks. That's where the others will be."

"What about you?" You asked, eyes wide.

He only offered you a small smile in return, eyes sad as his hand brushed against yours.

"I told you...I'll distract him."

"But-"

"We cannot argue over this." He interrupted, scooping Louis up in his arms and handing him over to you. "Keep him safe. Take care of yourself."

"How-How will you get out?"

He patted your head.

"I won't."