I walk downstairs to talk to my parents to see if the police told them anything about Namjoon. They sat in parents in the living room crying. I walk over asking them what's wrong and taking a look at what was on the TV.

The news was on showing the police placing a handcuffed Taehyung in the back of their car. They move over to investigating his bedroom, multiple pictures of me are scattered around his bedroom. My heart starts to race as my eyes widen in shock, it looks like something out of a thriller.

I feel my mom wrap my arms around me as she explains he was the one responsible for killing Yoongi and Namjoon. I drop down shaking uncontrollably as I cry, they try to calm me down as I start to hyperventilate.

I can't breathe.

I try to gasp for some type air, I can see my mother screaming, but I can no longer hear, I watch as my father stands over me in a panic calling someone. My eyes slowly close as I fall unconscious...































 

Who would have known the same boy I befriended would be the same one to completely turn my life upside down?