It was silent the last three days while he was in and out.
"It's Jungkook," while my head is weakly leaning on the wall, I look at him questioningly. "My name," he continues. I nod.
"Why say it now?" I ask as he puts pressure on my arm to stop me from bleeding.
"You're right, I'm holding you hostage. You won't be leaving anytime soon, a name can't hurt," my eyes droop down at the fact that what he says is most likely true. I won't be leaving. He sighs.
"I'll bring more food in a minute," he says. I groan. I felt so weak, I knew I was getting closer to dying.
"Just let me die," the darkness, the loneliness, it was all too much for me. I wanna be free.
"Absolutely not," he simply sat there and watched me.
"Why not!? All you're doing is draining me! Find someone else!"
"I said no!" his yelling voice startled me and I could only sigh. There's no point in fighting.
He left the door open while getting more food for me. He came back with a plate that had bread, but also grapes. He set it in front of me, but I didn't touch it.
"Eat," he said.
"No." I left my hands in my lap.
"Don't make me force you," he warned.
"You can certainly try," I gave him a challenging smile. And so he took it as a challenge.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Blood and Bread (m) | Jungkook ✔
Fiksi Penggemar[Completed] +++++++++++++ "Don't! Why do you need it anyway?" he stays silent and doesn't answer. Once the syringe is pulled out of my arm a drop seeps out. He takes his finger and collects the drop. He looks at his finger then smirks at me, while...
