The attic floor was almost completly dark. Blood oozed from the injured body lying motionless on the ground, forming a red pool. 
A boy, hair and eyes darker than the deepest night had opened his mouth to a silent scream. In despair, he fell to his knees in front of the blond and buried his face in his bloodied hands. He heard loud clattering when the younger dropped the knife with tears in the eyes. Gasping they looked at each other.

What had they done?

Blood shot from countless wounds. They heard a quietly cough. Startled, they exchanged significant glances. "Please, help me, please", the injured begged and curled up his week body on the floor. Slowly the younger walked to the one on his knees and putted his hand on his shoulder. Tear filled eyes looked up at him. All full of blame."We have to help him", he wispered. "Impossibel", the other said. "No, we can't just let him die! Thats so wrong...", he though aloud. 

"We don't have another choice", he explained to the blue-haired, "if we do not kill him, they will know what we have done. They will know everything. Remember that Taehyung. Our life will be ruined. 
So what do you want? That his life is over, or ours?"

The blue-haired opened his mouth and looked scared to his friend. "I can't do that Jungkook. I'm sorry, I can't", he said quietly. "This choice is not just yours! It's not about you. Remember what i said. Damn, do you know what will happen to us if someone finds out!!? Do what i said to you and i promise, everything will be fine."

They boy nodded humbly. "Mabey Jungkook is right", he thought. 

"Why are you two doing that to me?", the injured asked out of breath. 

"I'm so sorry Jimin. I'm so damn sorry, but this will hurt a bit", the one with the blue hair said.  Fear immediately flashed in the boys eyes. "Wait Taehyung. Please, please don't do that to me!", he begged. 
But Taehyung made him silence forever with a last gun shot.

Now it was silent.
Quiet like dead. 

The two boys just knowed one thing. 
They were guilty. 

The terrible deed stuck to their blood-stained hands. 

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