LOSING FAITH

(YOONGI POV)

I couldn't sleep, my mind was and is still full of thoughts. I don't want to do anything, I don't even want to have sex with anyone, not even with Charles. I just want to spend the day in bed, sleeping and crying. It's been a long time since I felt this way, I don't want to feel like this anymore, is killing me. I don't want to give up, but it feels like I lost my reason to fight for every morning. I feel empty. I should have never said that to him. I should have just listened because, in the end, he's the one who's by my side when I fall, but he isn't here anymore. I'm alone, again.

(SEOKJIN POV)

The night sky is a perfect scenario to think about everything and nothing at the same time. The stars and the moon are shining brightly. They're one of my favourite choices when I don't want to be around anyone or anything else.

Before I could realise it, I'm standing at the start of the bridge. A person is standing at the end of it. I touch my angel, I'm happy to see him again after a long time. Friends are always welcome. I can't hide my smile.

"Hansoo!" I yelled, running towards the person. I stopped a few meters away. Why is he wearing a cape? I laugh, why is he so weird? But hey, that's my friend. He turned around. I was taken back, he wasn't the person I was expecting. My smile dropped.

"A- Antonio? What are you doing here? Hansoo couldn't make it in time?" I was sure I would see Hansoo again, I've a lot of things to tell him. Antonio only smirked. I heard sounds around the trees. I looked around them, there were a lot of red eyes, almost like apples. Something isn't right. "Antonio, what's going on?"

"You are finally ours." He said. What? What he's talking about? I couldn't process anything else, because right after I felt a heavy pain in my head. I looked at him in the eyes, before my head touched the cold wood, mixed with the snow. I caressed my angel. Help me. Before everything went black.

(YOONGI POV)

I was crying under the sink. Hoseok wasn't answering to any of my calls. Why is he ignoring me? It's been days already. I imagined what can happen if he stops talking to me, if he stops being my friend and it terrifies me. I would be lost in the dark as I was before I met him. I don't want to be what I was again, but what he said yesterday got stuck in my heart. He can't leave me, he can't. Hobi is special. He's my Hobi, he's my and only hope.

Pip. Pip. Pip. Pip. Pip. Pip.

Nothing.

I take off my tears. I'm tired of this shit.

I arrive at the infirmary. It's empty, but the doors are open. I walk around, trying not to make any sound. It's dark, but the moonlight created shadows. I searched for a special closet. Ah, find it. I open it, lots of bottles of different pils are placed in there. I grabbed the anti depressants. I didn't know I could break that easily. I didn't know Hoseok was the only one who could breake me. He out of all people. I sit, my back touching the wall. I put two pills in my hand. I look at them, it's been a long time, friends. I swallow two. Shit. I took some more pills. Maybe more than I think. A tear rolled down my cheek.

(HOSEOK POV)

3 YEARS AGO

I open the recovery room's door. I'm going to check on Yoongi, it became a ritual for me. When I finish the classes I go see him, we eat our snack together, even though most of the time I was the only one eating. I look around, mmm strange. Yoongi isn't on the stretcher. Maybe he's in the bathroom? I waited. 10 minutes. 20 minutes. 25 minutes. 30 minutes. Why is he not coming back? I went to check the bathroom, he wasn't there. I'm stupid. Maybe he went outside? But he would never go all alone. Maybe I'm cheering him up more than I think. I'm proud of myself. I walked through the hallways, smiling. I'm doing something right, he's recovering. Stella will be proud of him, and proud of me for helping him.

I was walking near the infirmary, when I saw something that caught my attention. Mmm, I shouldn't be here. I was going to walk away, when I noticed that what I saw was a person. I frowned. Huh? I walked, slowly, without making any sound.

What? Yoongi? He's sleeping on the floor. What's wrong with him? He should be sleeping in his bed. I approached him. I knelt down, I shook his body, but he wasn't waking up.

"Sleepyhead. Good afternoon, it isn't morning anymore. Wake up, wake up!" I shook him more. I didn't know he could sleep deep, he told me he had trouble sleeping. I sit next to his body. I'll wait until he wakes up.

A few minutes later, I saw a white bottle under a table. What's that? I looked at Yoongi, he's still sleeping, it doesn't seem like he will wake up anytime soon. I grab the bottle. It doesn't say anything. I open it, it's empty. I throw it in the bin.

Mmm. What was that doing here? Why anyone throws it away? I looked at Yoongi, could he...? No, he couldn't. He's alright, he's recovering. "I know you are alright Yoongi, I know you were just tired and ended up sleeping here." I said to myself. My heart beat was increasing, My hands getting sweaty. I put my face towards his ear. "YOONGI!" I yelled. I pulled away. He didn't flinch. He didn't open his eyes. He's pale. Too pale.

"Stella! Stella! Stella! Yoongi's dead! Stella!" I ran towards the recovery room. Crying. Yoongi is dead. My friend is dead.

PRESENT DAY

Namjoon is walking, side to side. He's in my room. The three little monsters, too. "What if you try to call him again?" I asked.

"I called him many times, he isn't picking up." He passed his hand through his hair. I understand how he's feeling, I'm also worried for Seokjin, but I want to give him a calm image. Someone has to maintain the calm.

"Don't worry Namjoon, he'll be back soon. He always comes back."

"I know, but look at the hour," He pointed to his watch, "Past eleven, he should be here."

I look at the now cold pizzas. Anyone wanted to eat, not after Namjoon stormed into the room, saying Seokjin is missing and something terrible had happened to him. At first, I thought he was making a mountain of nothing, Jin hyung is 20 years old, he's old enough to do and go wherever he wants. The problem is that Namjoon is paranoid that something bad happens to Jin, it's not the first time he did a scandal and then it turned out that Seokjin was perfectly fine. But he said this time is different, he said he said he can feel something isn't okay.

Grrrr.

"Sorry guys, I'm hungry." Jungkook said, his hands on his stomach.

"You can eat, don't worry." Jimin patted his head. He grabbed the pizza box, offering Jungkook a slice.

"Thank you Jiminshi." He smiled. Cute.

"Taetae, do you want some?" Taehyung nodded. Jimin fed Taehyung. Cute.

"Jungook do you want 'nother one?" Taehyung asked, while Jimin was cleaning his face.

Jungkook nodded. "A big one." He giggled.

Taehyung gave Jungkook another slice. "Jimin are you sure you don't want to eat anything? You've to eat something."

"Only for you." He smiled.

"Say 'Aaaah'." Taehyung fed Jimin this time. Cute.

The way they care so much for each other melts my heart, they're also doing a good job taking care of Jungkook. When they finish, they put closer, Jungkook in the middle. I cover them with a blanket. After looking at them one more time, I sit next to Namjoon on the sofa. They've fallen asleep already.

"Do you know anything about Yoongi? I didn't see him today." Namjoon asked, with a frown. I shook my head. "Where are they?" He sighed.

"Maybe they are together?" I said, not so sure about it either.

"Maybe. But why are they ignoring us? I also called Yoongi, he didn't answer." Weird. He called me today. Lots of times. I'm getting worried about him, too. Maybe I should have answered. I'm stupid.

"Maybe he didn't see the call." I said to calm Namjoon down, even though I was saying it to calm myself more.

What if...? No. No. He's not that stupid, is he?

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked.

"Um... Stay here, you never know when Seokjin can come back. I'll go check on Yoongi." He frowned, but didn't say anything against it.

"Okay, call me if you need anything. I'll stay with them and try to contact Jin." He said.

"Don't worry Namjoon-ah, I'm sure he's okay." I hugged him. I hope so. "I'll also search for him too, I'm sure he just wanted time alone. Maybe he's talking with his mother." I smiled, caressing his head.

"Thank you, Hobi." He patted my shoulder.

I left the room. I made my way to the hallways. I asked a few students for Seokjin or Yoongi. They all said the same 'I saw Seokjin in class and I haven't seen Yoongi all day'. It isn't helping, it wasn't anything new. My last class was with Jungkook and Seokjin, but I left as soon as the bell rang. Ugh, I should have stayed, maybe I would know where Jin is now. Wait, maybe Jungkook knows something. I grabbed my phone. I pressed the call button.

"Hoseok? Did you find them?" Namjoon asked, he was still alarmed.

"No, but now that I think about it, maybe Jungkook talked to him after class. Ask Jungkook, maybe he knows something we doesn't."

"Thank you Hobi. I'll call you if he knows anything."

I hang up. I run towards Yoongi's room.

I knocked on the door a few times. Nobody was answering nor opening the door. "Yoongi are you here? I'm Hobi!"

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

Nothing.

He's not here. Where can he be?

I searched in the gardens, the library, the living area, the 'closed' cafeteria, the bathrooms, the recovery room, everywhere. I was standing near the front door of school, catching my breath, when some men made his way towards the director's office. The king. Seokjin's father. I couldn't tell who they were, but they seemed important. They're from this world, I knew it thanks to the draws of their clothes. I was unable to read Seokjin's father's face. We made eye contact, before he closed the door. I swear I could see a drop of sweat rolling down his head. Fuck it. Maybe Namjoon was right, maybe something happened to Jin hyung.

I ran towards the infirmary. The door is open. Bad sign. "Stella, are you here?" I walked, trying to not touch anything. It's empty. Crack. Huh? What is that? I grabbed a bottle. I put it upside down. Clic. Clic. Clic. Clic. A few pills touched the ground. I knelt down, watching the pills and the bottle again. I can't read what it is, it's too dark.

I looked straight. I saw what I wanted to avoid to all coasts. No. No. No. No. Maybe it's a nightmare. I closed my eyes. I opened them again. I was still in the infirmary. Yoongi's body on the floor in front of my eyes.

"Yoongi, Yoongi wake up." I shook his body. I shook his body again. I know he won't wake up, but I keep shaking his body. I put my lips near his ear. I want to scream, but I can't. I can't. "Yoongi, wake up. Please wake up." I whispered.

Suddenly, a red light illuminated the room. What's going on?

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Wait, I know this. That's one of the school alarms. It's fake again? Or it's real? I looked at Yoongi's body. Seokjin is missing. Some men are in the school. The king's face. It's not fake. I turned into my fairy form, I grabbed Yoongi with my arms. I need to be in my room as soon as possible.

(JUNGKOOK POV)

I felt someone touching my leg, I turned my head to the side. I refuse to open my eyes.

"Jungookie." Namjoon hyung whispered. Oh, is Namjoon hyung. I opened my eyes. I looked around the room, Taehyung and Jimin were sleeping, I couldn't see Hoseok hyung.

"Can we talk, please? I need to ask you something." I nodded.

I went off the bed, trying to not to wake up Taehyung and Jimin. When my feet touched the floor, his bodies moved towards each other, like human magnets. They cuddled in their sleep. It has to be really nice to have someone to rely on whenever you need it.

"Jungkook?" Namjoon's voice got me off of my thoughts.

"Coming!" I whispered yelled. I closed the door behind me.

"Come, sit down." Namjoon patted the seat next to him on the sofa.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, playing with my hands. I did something wrong?

"We don't know anything new, but maybe you know something. Did Seokjin tell you something after class?"

Oh!

"Now that I think about it, yeah, he mentioned something."

"Can you tell me what is it?" I nodded, excited because I was being useful. Seokjin and Namjoon, sometimes Yoongi, too, are the only ones who do everything, because they're older and smarter than me.

"He said he was meeting an old friend. His best friend. His childhood friend. His childhood best friend, Hansoo." Namjoon frowned. "Do you know Hansoo?" I scratched my head.

"He talks about this childhood best friend every now and then. He didn't say anything else?" I shook my head. "He told you where they were going to meet?"

"I'm sorry, hyung. I don't know anything else." He shook his head, caressing my head.

"Don't worry Kookie, it's enough. Thank you for telling me." I smiled. I really admire Namjoon. He's my idol.

"Well, he said 'Take care Jungkookie, don't go to sleep late, see you tomorrow', but we share room, maybe he knows he's going to be late. Maybe he comes back at 3 am." Namjoon chuckled.

"Maybe. So I don't have anything to worry about?"

"Apparently, no." I giggled.

"Let me call Hoseok, he said he would also look for Seokjin. Maybe he saw him, but he said he would call." I grabbed my phone, I was going to press his number when the lights of the little living room where off.

They were replaced for red ones. I frowned.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Hyung, what's going on?" I said, clinging to his chest.

"Don't worry, it's just an alarm. It's probably fake. We've to stay here. We can't go anywhere. Wait, I've to lock the door for secure-" Hoseok stormed into the room, with Yoongi in his arms.

"Oh god, what happened?" I heard Jimin asked. He and Taehyung were leaning against the door.

"I found him on the infirmary." He walked to the bedroom, he opened the door. I think he laid Yoongi hyung down on his bed.

He closed the door, slowly.

"I've kind of bad news." He said, walking to the sofa.

"What happened?" Namjoon asked.

We were waiting for him to say something.

(NAMJOON POV)

"I was looking for Yoongi when I saw some men going into the director's office, Seokjin's father. He didn't look happy, he looked worried instead. What if something really have happened to Seokjin? I think this alarm isn't fake. I think we really have to stay here and wait until the lights are on again."

My little prince is in danger? I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I knew I should have taken care of him. Why I left him alone? Why he didn't tell me anything? If Hansoo does something to my Jinnie, I'll kill him. Nobody messes with the ones I love. Nobody messes with my Seokjin.

"Are you sure about that Hobi?"I asked. He nodded.

"We've to wait, we can't do anything else guys." We all nodded. I know I can't do anything, but I can't stay here and do nothing knowing that Jin is missing, knowing that something bad happened to him. I promised to take care of him. I've to do something. I must do something.

"Wait, the bad guys invaded us?" Taehyung asked.

I took a deep breath. "I don't think so, it would be different. I think is because something happened. Something bad happened. Something bad happened to Seokjin. If they touched, even if it's only his hair, I promise I'll kill them all, I won't break this promise. I promise."

"Hey hyung, calm down." Taehyung said, caressing my thigh.

"We're here with you." Jimin said, holding my hand. "We'll also do everything we can to protect our hyung."

As they were trying to comfort me, I saw Hoseok going to the bedroom. What happened to Yoongi? What happened to Jinnie? Where are you my love? Please stay strong. Don't leave me. We promise we'll get married one day. You've to be here. I need you here, by my side.