That Damned Boy✔️

Part 33~

"Why would we need to put him away? He's fine" I stared down at Suga who seemed like he was having a bad dream. I reached out to stroke his face but RJ grabbed my hand with a sinister dont.

I turned back to him frowning deeply. "Why?" RJ looked down with a sigh. It seemed like whatever was troubling him was big and he found it hard to tell me. Suga rolled over next to me and RJ's head snapped up.

"We need to get him away now. I'll explain after. Help me take him to the basement. We then need to do him food and water" He said in a hurried whisper. We stood up and carefully took him down the the dark basement that had a mattress in. We then got a couple of bowl, one with water and one with food in, and placed that down by his bed side. RJ got us out quickly and locked the door. He then dragged me back to the main room and sighed with relief.

"That isn't Suga. Not right now" Ge suddenly said. My frown returned as I looked towards the basement door.

"What do you mean?" I bit my lip, slightly afraid. RJ took my face in his hands and sighed.

"He's killed someone. This is going to fuck him up all over again. He does this thing, I don't know what it is but after he kills someone he becomes someone different. He's fine one day and then a psycho the next. We don't understand it but we have to keep him locked away when it happens. It's usually in a pattern which helps up to keep track. Monday, fine. Tuesday psycho. Wednesday fine and you get the picture. It goes on for s month before going back to his old self. This person he currently is, the psycho, calls himself AGUST D but will respond to Yoongi. Not very nicely though" He spoke quickly as he held my face. I gulped and bit my lip. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"So it's like a bloodlush but worse on the psycho days?" I asked quietly. RJ nodded and let go of my face.

"Today is Tuesday so he will be fine tomorrow. I hope" He sighed as he looked towards the tv. I thought I was going to chew through my lip if I was told anything else.

Suga P.O.V

I woke up in the dark room I always woke up in. My head was pounding as I sat up, trying to look around. I fucking hated being here. Funny thing is, I know it won't hold me. I like to play games with those pathetic people who call themselves my friends. I don't have friends. I have targets.

A smile crept in my face as I remembered murdering Tagari. The gurgle of him choking on his own blood was erotic. The twisted Face of pain and fear was a work of art. The blade of the knife sinking through his layers of skin and tearing him was satisfactory.

I instantly got bored and stood up. "Maybe I can play with you fuckers" I laughed to myself. I inhaled deeply before screaming out. "NAMJOON! JUNGKOOK! SOMEONE HELP!" I smirked as I heard footsteps running towards the basement. I followed the sound of the steps and found the door, but there was no handle. Just as the footsteps began down the stairs, I heard another pair running towards the basement and drag the first back up the stairs.

"It's Tuesday" I heard Jin hurriedly whisper. I groaned with disappointment and banged loudly on the door, gaining a squeak from one of the people.

"Of course it's fucking Tuesday! Well done you know your days" I shouted through the door. Slowly? I heard all the footsteps disappear. I sighed angrily and began to pace to room. "I'M FUCKING BORED!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I heard a pair of footsteps run down the stairs and bang on the door.

"Yoongi. Shut the fuck up" Taehyung hissed angrily at me. Hearing that name made my blood boil and my skin crawl. I launched myself at the door and made a loud bang.

"I'm NOT YOONGI!" I yelled at him. I heard him whimper through the door before another pair of footsteps came down the stairs. 

"He yelled again, didn't he?" Jungkook's voice sweetly said to Taehyung. I made an overly loud gagging noise before they walked away together.

"IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU ALL WHEN I GET OUT!!" I screamed again.