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“it’s what we do for the ones we love.”
those were the last words that enters jiwoo’s ears- when she was alive, at least.
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“chaewon… i-i’m sorry chaewon. we found jiwoo, but… we found her corpse. lifeless.”
the words hit chaewon like roaring thunder. it was overwhelming, really. how numerous emotions were filling her entire body, waving throughout, making her shake quite literally. her phone which was firmly grasped by her left hand and gently pressed on her left ear hits the ground, and soon, her knees follow. tears well up in her eyes as the words jungeun gave her repeated in her mind again and again, as if it was a catchy tune or a mantra. she gasps in a manner barely audible, but just loud enough for hyunjin, who was with her the whole time, to hear. the latter stares at her same-aged friend, tilting her head in curiosity.
anger. rage. sadness. grief. it filled chaewon’s heart and mind, and it was clearly taking a toll on her in all aspects. she attempts to scream in hopes of erasing the pain, the sound coming out of her mouth barely a whimper.
it was funny, really. chaewon expected this kind of news to break her entire existence completely- because what is worse than losing a friend, a sister, family to death? she had expected it to hurt and hurt for days or months, but after a few minutes, it doesn’t.
chaewon didn’t feel anything after, oddly. she knows, though, that inside she is quite empty.
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“i’m gonna ask you again, sooyoung. why the fuck did you do it?!”
the detective’s loud, frustrated scream rings through sooyoung’s ears like a bell. it makes her smile, genuinely, sweetly. her gentle laughter erupts throughout the entire room as she struggles to scratch her head with her cuffed hands. “yerim, i told you why. numerous times now.” she says calmly, her sweet smile still present. her facade is ironic, if you’d ask anyone. her hair was neatly tied up in a ponytail and her eyes were… sparkling? the moonlight seeping through the windows gives an ethereal glow to her angelic features. beneath those, though, she wore a pastel pink cropped shirt and an immaculate white pair of shorts, partnered with sneakers of the same colour… except they weren’t immaculate- not anymore, at least- as they were stained with crimson red blood, the same ones that covered her legs and arms, the same ones that were dripping on her fingers.
the detective, her friend yerim, smashed a fist onto the table. “sooyoung, please answer me seriously. i’ve had enough- jungeun’s had enough, hell, even jinsol’s had enough! please tell me whatever the fuck happened that lead you to kill jiwoo! i-i… goddammit, sooyoung, whatever it is i’m sure jiwoo didn’t deserve that!” yerim was already sobbing when she finished her sentence, burying her face into the palm of her hands. it prompts sooyoung to get up and walk closer to yerim, stopping when she was right beside her. though she struggles, she tries her best to rub yerim’s back. the latter flinches, but lets sooyoung otherwise. the older girl may have committed a serious crime, she was still their friend and wouldn’t hurt them… though yerim doubts that.
“alright. i’ll tell you everything, yerim. bring everyone, too, if you want to. i just have three conditions: you give me at least my blade back, please? it’s so important to me, just give it back,” sooyoung pleads. yerim sighs before opening her drawer, pulling out a thin sheet and handing it to sooyoung. the former stares at the latter rather expectantly. “second condition, you all are gonna be facing backwards when i tell my tale. i’ll be looking at you, but you can’t look at me. if you want to face me, you have to be blindfolded.” at this, yerim raises a brow, but keeps her mouth shut. instead, she just nods, agreeing. sooyoung is mischievous, yes, but the younger knows that deep inside, the older girl still has a heart and will not escape. “right. last, no matter what happens, you’re not allowed to touch me or go near me. i… i don’t want to hurt more of you.”
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“sooyoung… we were friends! we were fucking friends yet you do this… sooyoung, jiwoo doesn’t deserve this! damn you! i hope you go to hell!”
sooyoung chuckles at chaewon’s statement. “chaewon, you don’t need to hope. i’m going to straight to hell after this,” the tall girl says with a smile on her face. it didn’t look like she wanted to piss chaewon- or anyone- off with her smile because it looked painfully genuine. the other girls try to calm chaewon down, but sooyoung’s voice halts them. “you don’t have to stop her, you know? she loved jiwoo more than anyone else. let her get it out of her chest. besides, i deserve all the harsh words, don’t i?” haseul stares at her with pity and concern, and sooyoung takes notice. “haseul, you don’t have to look at me like that. i’m fine- well, no, i’m not. but i will be! i have to be! after all, i caused all this chaos.”
“quit the chatter. let’s not waste more time and just get right to it, sooyoung.” jinsol says sternly, making the others flinch. the girl glares daggers in sooyoung’s direction, only to be met with rather kind eyes and a warm smile. “after this, you won’t see me again. ever. i’ll rot in hell like how chaewon wants me to. i’ll do that, i promise! it’s the least i could do, after what i did…”
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(the following is written in sooyoung’s point of view .)
“ i asked her out on a… date? i guess you could call it that. ” i look at their backs and chuckle. the blade yerim returned to me was firmly in my hold, my hand inching it closer to my wrist. “ you know how jiwoo loved me. she agreed in an instant- a rather foolish move, if you’d ask me. a date at 11, not knowing where you’ll be going. it was stupid, really. i made it obvious that i was up to something, considering the time. she should’ve refused, and believe me if she did, this wouldn’t have happened. our little jiwoo would still be very much alive. she let feelings get in her mind, though.
“ i’m gonna be honest with you, i thought she was gonna cancel everything and ask me to go back when i drove us to a dark alley. foolish jiwoo didn’t, though. you know, it broke my heart that i had to do it to her- yeah! i was fucking ordered to do it! i was forced to! i prayed to the gods that she would tell me to turn back, that she would refuse my invitation such late at night. i… i didn’t have the heart to do it. believe me when i tell you there was no reason i was forced to do it, though. i… i’m afraid i can’t let you know the reason- ” “bullshit! sooyoung, stop playing with us. what the fuck is the reason you had to do that?” jungeun’s voice cracked as she shouted, and it was clear the girl was about to break into tears if she hasn’t already. i giggled a little as i let the blade cut through my skin. “ i was protecting you. all of you. unfortunately, i had to sacrifice jiwoo, my jiwoo, chaewon’s jiwoo, everyone’s jiwoo. if i was to tell you, then my efforts would just be wasted, ” i tell them. kahei burst out laughing at what i said. i can’t blame her, though, if i was her, i’d laugh at me, too. it made no sense, protecting them? when i killed jiwoo with my own hands?
“ back to the story! when we got to the end of the alley… i kissed her. roughly, passionately, whatever. we almost had… you know. before we got to that point, though, i stabbed her back three times. before getting off of her and beating the shit out of her. the sight was horrible, believe me. her nose was crushed and her face was filled with blood. i broke her arm, too. it… it was gruesome. i don’t know how i did that, but i did. for some reason, i kept stabbing her after that, and then cut her wrists open with my blade. and as if i wasn’t satisfied yet i…… wrapped her neck with a rope. before i completely kill her, though, she asked me why i did that. she asked me why it had to be her. ” i stopped for a while, cutting my wrists deeper and deeper. “and what did you tell her, idiot?” jinsol asked, her voice trembling. to this, sooyoung smiled. “ it’s what we do for the ones we love… ”
i can see haseul and hyejoo shaking their heads. yeojin bowed hers, as well as yerim while kahei, jinsol and jungeun… i’m not really sure. “ story time’s over, loves. you can look at me now, i mean, not that would ever want to look at me again, but yeah. if you ever want to, you’re allowed to. ” i said and smiled. jungeun turned her head and gasped. “sooyoung, what the fuck?” she said loudly, causing the others to snap their heads and look towards me. hyejoo was first to act, standing up before running near me. “ hyejoo, stay where you are. no one’s allowed near me, ” i said sternly. she stops, and a lone tear escapes her eye. “sooyoung unnie, why? don’t do that to yourself…”
“ you see, guys, jiwoo isn’t the only sacrifice, ” i said with a smile while burying the blade deeper into my wrists and pulling it out. there was already a pool of my blood, but they kept flowing and flowing. “ i am, as well. ” i eyed each and every one of them “ i love you all, remember that, ” i told them before my vision goes blurry. yeojin screams, “but… why?!” i can already feel my life slipping away. “ ah, i’m sleepy, ” i said and chuckled. “ why, you ask? ” i close my eyes, a smile still present on my face.
“ it’s what we do for the ones we love.”