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October 30, 20XX - Thursday

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October 30, 20XX - Thursday

Kim Namjoon.

That was the name of Taehyung's friend that was giving us a ride to his place.

I also remembered him from Jimin's story.

He's the one involved with drugs.

I stared at the lit cigarette in Namjoon's hand.

I absolutely detested the smell of smoke.

It reminded me too much of my father.

All of a sudden, Namjoon's eyes connected with mine from the rear-view mirror.

I sat up in discomfort.

Taehyung was staring out the window, completely dissociated.

"Shit..." Namjoon finally spoke. "You really killed them."

Taehyung tensed up for a brief second.

Namjoon wasn't expecting an answer from Taehyung. He was just thinking aloud.

He looked back at me before responding, "You sure you want to involve the girl-"

"The girl stays." Taehyung cut Namjoon off, still looking out the window.

Namjoon tilted his head slightly, "Involving your girlfriend-"

"She's not a girlfriend." Taehyung said.

I looked at him.

He turned to lock eyes with me, "She's more."

My heart fluttered.

Namjoon snorts lowly, trying to contain his laughter.

"Ah... look at you two. If only you guys knew what was coming your way."

That caught my attention.

What exactly were we being involved in?

I wanted to ask Taehyung, but I never knew how to.

"I almost turned myself in...." Taehyung spoke softly, hands balling into fists as they lay on his thighs.

"I never want to feel that way again...So weak." Taehyung's voice cracked.

Namjoon stayed quiet, checking on Taehyung momentarily from his peripheral.

I blinked away the tears that were coming to my eyes.

Taehyung swallowed the lump in his throat as he looked down at his hands.

"So yeah, I'm sure of all this."

Namjoon nodded his head as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

He then reached out to open the glove compartment before returning his hand to the wheel.

"What you asked for." Namjoon explained.

Taehyung reached inside, taking out the cell phones he bought the other day.

"Burners." Namjoon explained to me through the mirror.

I raised my eyebrows as Taehyung handed one over to me.

"Burners?" I asked as I hold the phone.

"So they can't get to you, babygirl."

Is this why Taehyung was out the other night?

Why he left me without a phone?

"Don't worry." Namjoon said as he turns into a hidden driveway.

"I'm going to do everything in my power to help you two."

Taehyung picked up his gaze, fixating it on Namjoon.

With a chuckle, Namjoon extended his arm out to ruffle Taehyung's hair.

Slowly returning a small smile, Taehyung took it, extremely grateful for his friend.

Because that's what Namjoon was: a real friend.

It warmed my heart to see someone taking care of Taehyung.

Which is why it hurts...

That Namjoon is no longer with us.

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A/N: Did any of you guys guess the friend would be namjoon??

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