Kookie was able to delay leaving for one more week. You couldn't believe everything that had been happening. Mark was here for two weeks finishing your job. He decided to turn over all information to the police. You agreed it was about time. But about a week ago Ethan was arrested for stabbing you.
It's been three days since you woke up and you've been quickly learning to walk again. Jimin and Jinyoung have been helping you. Your stab wound has been healing nicely. The stitches were now desolved. And your cuts have turned nicely into scars. With time they too should disappear.
***Time Skip*** You have been released from the hospital. Jungkook left last week along with BTS and GOT7. Mark stayed behind with Jackson. The trail for Ethan stabbing you is tomorrow. They couldn't leave you alone.
You went back to your apartment with the boys. You guys will stay here while the trail takes place. Plus you also have to be a witness in the trail for everyone else.
When you got home you hopped in the shower. Mark set the new alarm and made dinner. And Jackson put on the TV.
Your POV
Nothing feels right. I feel hollow almost. Like a peice of me was gone, stolen. Everytime I close my eyes I relive it again. And oddly enough now I can't sleep. My body feels like it's always on high alert. I feel like I'm walking in a haze though. Nothing feels real anymore. And I never used to be scared. Now I'm always scared. Everything no everyone scares me now. I got undressed and stared in the mirror. I was covered in scars all over my body. Each one a terrible reminder. I got in the shower washing everything away. Here the water was louder than my own thoughts.
I heard someone open my door. I panicked clearly forgetting about Mark and Jackson. Because I opened a hollow piece in my shower. I pulled out my Smith & Wesson M&P Shield .40S&W.
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I pulled it out of the wall and pointed it at the person coming in.
"Whoah!" Jackson screamed freaking out. I lowered my gun letting out a sigh of relief. Mark came running into the bathroom. His eyes became wide as he saw me put my gun away.
"What the fuck Y/N?!" Mark yelled at me. I sighed trying to hide my clearly shaken up feelings.
"Yah? Noona! You could have killed me!" Jackson sighed still scared.
"Sorry I..." I stopped talking realizing, I pulled my gun because I was scared.
"You what?" Mark spoke softer, less angry this time.
"I got scared." I admitted finally. I said it out loud.
"Jackson-ah let's let her get dressed. Cheesy, give me the guns." Mark held out his hand. I rolled my eyes before handing him my gun.
"All of them." He stared at me. I sighed opening two more hidden spots. I handed him all the guns I can get to without showing my naked body. He already knew I keep one under the sink too. So he took it all together he left the bathroom with 4 guns. Jackson couldn't believe it. I guess in Korea you aren't allowed guns. I don't know.
I finished getting dressed.
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I went out to face them. Jackson was sitting at the table not saying a word. But Mark must have been talking because he looked sad when he saw me.
"Cheesy we need to talk." Mark instructed me to sit on my coach. He and Jackson came and sat next to me. I knew it was time to tell someone what happened. I just thought it would wait until tomorrow.
"What's going on?" Mark asked me sad and understanding.
"I'm so sorry Jackson-ah. I.. I just.. I just... I heard the door open and.... it was like I was in the studio." I explained. Mark hugged me as I cried.
"I understand." Jackson forgave me.
"I'm so scared all of the time. I can't sleep or eat. It's like I'm falling apart. And really want nothing to do with these trials." I let it out finally.
"I can't even look at my own face. My ugly face. I can just hear that voice in my ear. I close my eyes and it's like I'm in that room and he's..." I sobbed explaining more about what's happening with me.
"God... all for what? So I can keep my job!? That's why I started this? I'm such an idiot. I should've just called you. I should've told you everything." I just kept crying.
"He attacked me before. Before that night in the studio. He had me trapped in my office. He tried it there. If I had just said something than. I wouldn't be so broken now." I babbled on hating myself so much. I wish I hadn't woke up from that coma. At least than I wasn't thinking about what happened. It was mostly like images of me dancing.
"No this isn't your fault. You couldn't have known this would happen." Mark reasoned but he was wrong I knew.
"I knew not exactly what but I knew. That's why I sent Jungkook home early. I knew I was going to die. But Kookie saved me before Ethan could truely violate me. Honestly I can never repay Kookie for what he did that night." I said feeling a little better.
