Yoongi POV~

I sprinted through the streets, as the sirens got louder behind me. They wailed loudly, making my ears ring slightly. I turned and ran down the alley way, stopping behind a garbage bin to catch my breath. I leaned on the building that was to my back and closed my eyes as I panted heavily. 

Soon the night got still again as the wailing sirens went quiet, giving me the signal to head back into the darkness of the empty city. 

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My walk was quiet. The police sirens were no longer wailing, trying to find me. I wandered the streets quietly, the wind beginning to pick up a little more. Goosebumps spread across my skin. 

The night was once again still, like the sirens had never even come out. I kept my hands in my pockets as I continued to walk down the street, looking around occasionally, still wary of the cops. 

I couldn't care less if I got caught, I wouldn't  get any serious charges. I'm not afraid of getting arrested either, cops aren't intimidating. 

I let out a small sigh and looked down at the sidewalk as I walked quietly. 

It was getting colder, goosebumps spread across my skin. I let out a sigh before looking back down at the sidewalk as I continued to walk back home. 

My heart stopped when I heard sirens out of no where. I looked behind me quickly, the lights of a police car flashing in the distance down the street. I started to sprint down the street once again, loud exploding popping sounds came from behind me. I blocked the back of my head as I ran down the street, then into an alley way. 

The sound of tires screeching to a halt, hurt my ears and gave me goosebumps across my body. I ran down the alley and came to a stop. There wasn't anywhere to go, I looked around frantically looking for a way to escape or anything to help me. A spark hope rose inside me when I seen a door to the building on the right of me. I went over to the door and turned the knob, it was locked. I cursed to myself and started to ram my body into the door, the pain filled my shoulder but I didn't care. 

I fell to the ground once the door finally gave in. I scrambled into the building quickly, slamming the door behind me and blocking it with a large trash bin. I looked around the building before running up a set of stairs, leading me into another large empty room that had no furniture and broken windows. I ran quickly across the room and pushed myself into the room behind the door, slamming it shut behind me before continuing to run. 

Running down a set of stairs, before running out of the building. I continued to sprint quickly down the street, panting heavily. I winced lightly when I felt the pain in my side, but I didn't let it stop me. I continued to run down the street, before hiding in an alley way once again. I leaned on the building and slowly slid down onto the floor, before I touched my side. It was warm and moist, I turned to my side and looked at it. Almost my entire left side of my shirt was soaked in my own blood.  I let out a heavy sigh and leaned my head back onto the building. 

"Shit.." I mumbled to myself and closed my eyes. I didn't even feel any of the pain that came along with a gunshot wound. I held my side as I felt it continue to leak blood out of my body. My breathing got slower and heavier, but I didn't feel like I was going to die. 

My breathing slowed down as my heart beat slowed as well, resuming to his normal pace. I started to stand up from my sitting position, using the wall as support; leaving behind a bloody hand print on the building along with a blood puddle on the ground in front of it. I held my side as I stumbled out of the alley way. I looked in both directions and made sure the coast was clear before I started to walk down the street, still stumbling. 

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I pushed my front door open with my foot before walking inside. I let out a grunt as I pushed the door shut behind me, before heading to the bathroom. I ripped off my jacket and shirt on my way to the bathroom, pressing my shirt to my wound as I walked into the bathroom. 

I sat down slowly onto the floor in front of the tub, groaning lightly as I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes tightly. I let out a heavy sigh and leaned my head back looked up at the ceiling. 

So this is how I die..