Unacceptable Love (BTS JUNGKOOK FANFIC)

Bittersweet

"Janice!" I yelled.

I pushed my way through the gaurds and managed to run down the hall.

"Ahh! No stop!"

"Janice!!" I yelled.

I ran faster than I could.

With all my force I bashed through the door.

My eyes widen.

"Jungkook she killed El Rey!"

Some sick bastard is trying to rape her!

I pointed my gun at him.

He glared at me wide eyed. "The fuck are you-"

-Gun shot-

A direct hit to the head!

He fell right on top of her.

She screamed with such fear.

I immediately ran to her and with all my strength I threw him off of her.

"Are you okay?" I said as I held her up carefully.

She sobbed and burried her face in my chest.

"Wait." I said as I gently had her lean againt the desk nearby.

I took out the check book and wrote out a check for myself, I'm going to take all of George's money. I signed his name and everything. Now I just need his thumb print.

Quickly I took out the stamp ink and grabbed his hand.

"Ew! What are you doing?!" She yelled.

"Just wait a sec!" I yelled back.

I pressed his thumb against the ink and then pressed it against the check.

Carefully I made a clean thumb print.

Done.

I put the check back in my pocket as I stood up and searched the room.

There!

I grabbed a blanket nearby and wrapped Janice in it.

"Gaja.." I grabbed Janice carefully, she could hardly walk.

-BOOM-

"Ah!" She yelped.

The room rumbled a bit more harshly.

Seems like the bombs are getting closer.

"What's happening?!" She screamed.

"We're being attacked. We have to get the fuck out." I responded.

"Why are we going towards it?! Shouldn't we leave through the back?!"

"It's destroyed! I have another way out, trust me!"

She nodded and let me lead the way.

Once we got to the main room it was total chaos. Strippers screaming and running out of the place. Guards fighting back. There's some dead bodies lying around almost everywhere. This is madness.

I immediately noticed who's causing all this trouble.

"JACKSON!" Janice yelled.

Jackson: JANICE!

-gun shots-

She screamed as I threw the both of us behind the counter.

Our breathing grew heavy.

"WHY DID HE SHOOT AT ME?!"

"He wasn't shooting at you. He was shooting at me."

She cried.