𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 [𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘]

🅢︎🅔︎🅥︎🅔︎🅝︎

JENNIE

I awoke to the sound of continuous knocking. It vibrated through my ears and I groaned.

Pushing the comforter away from my face, I looked up, but quickly closed my eyes against the bright sunlight streaming into my room.

The day before was blurred and everything felt surreal. Blinking again, I stared at the door in confusion.

Why was I in my room?

Wasn't I in the basement?

But then my eyes widened when the rest of my memories came crashing back.

Taehyung had let me go and apologized for his behavior. He had bandaged my wrists and brought me food.

Letting my head fall back on the pillow, I let out a loud sigh. It must have been a dream.

A beautiful dream.

When I heard the rapping against the door again, I called out without thinking, "Come in."

But as soon as the words left my mouth, I tensed.

Oh God. What if it's Taehyung?

Quickly sitting up, I brought the covers up to my chin and stared at the door nervously.

I saw the knob turning and then the door slowly opened.

I trembled slightly in fear, but when Lisa poked her head in, my muscles relaxed and I sagged against the pillows in relief.

Lisa was Lena's daughter. She was a few years older than me, but we instantly connected. Apart from Lena,Lisa was someone I had begun to trust.

"Jennie" she whispered, walking into my room and closing the door behind her. She ran to me and sat down on my bed, her expression filled with worry.

"Oh my God, we were so worried!" she exclaimed, taking my hand in hers. When she saw the bandages, a shocked gasp escaped her lips.

"Oh, Jennie" Lisa whispered. She bit her lips and her eyebrows furrowed.

"It's okay. I'm okay," I mumbled, withdrawing my hand, not wanting any more attention drawn to it.

"Jennie, it's not okay. How could he do that to you? When we heard you were brought to the basement, I think my mom almost had a heart attack!" She rose to her feet, putting her hands on her hips.

My chest ached at the thought of Lena being worried, and I looked down sadly.

"He thought I was a traitor," I whispered as tears started building in my eyes. I sniffled, blinking the tears away.

Instead, I began to weep, but stopped myself, swiping away the tears.

"I know," Lisa replied, sitting back on the bed again.

"But I'm not!" Looking back up, I stared into her eyes with conviction and hoped that she believed me. But Lisa just smiled.

"We know, Jennies. It's clear as day you aren't. But Taehyung is stubborn. If he suspects that you are a spy, he isn't going to let you go."

I nodded, turning my head to the side a little, looking at Lisa in confusion.

"But he did let me go. And he apologized for treating me badly. So, I don't understand."

I saw her eyes widen in shock and then she smiled again. Placing her palm over my hand, she gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Taehyung is very unpredictable. But if he apologized, which he never does, and he let you go, then he probably really meant it. So, don't worry too much. You are safe now."