Was there a way to be certain of anything in life? Was there a moment where we can claim with full belief that something is this way and only this way for that is the only way we see it? Can our perspective define the truth or is the entity of one mare human, too small to hold the weight of such a thing?
However, truth surely was relative and to be believed it had to be proven and you sure had no way to prove that he was not the Jimin that you knew.
As he stood there fully dressed with his hair still wet and that friendly smile plastered on his face, you caught yourself doubting his identity. Yet you were unable to further prove to yourself that it was him and he was just trying to prank you or that he wasn't himself indeed. You couldn't be certain of either option and that left you feeling quite anxious and insecure around him.
"Hold up, what are you doing?" You questioned him as you witnessed him grabbing the bag with his medicine that was by the nightstand and observe it closely.
"Bring me some water. I will take some." He urged you and you just walked up to him and abruptly pulled the bag off his grip.
"You took some right before going to take your bath. Just wait a bit, they will start getting effective soon." You told him and he smiled at you for an instant then he left his friendly demeanour drop in a rapid manner.
"Since when do you think you can behave like this with me Y/N? Do I look like someone that takes orders from anyone?" His tone of voice lowered drastically, bringing you chills once again and making you conclude that you should trust your intuition no matter what.
"I don't know who you are nor who do you think you are but this body ain't only yours and I won't let you mess with it however you please." You gave him a stern look, despite the fear that had crept inside you for were aware that you were at a disadvantage. Alone with someone you didn't know what was he capable of doing.
Jimin started laughing at the display of bravery you displayed then he sat down on the bed, placing his palms on the sides of his face as he proceeded to stare at you from top to bottom for a bit then smirk in a way that had you feeling as if you were some prey he was eyeing to devour.
"I am not gonna lie, Y/N. This care that you are showing for my body, is really...interesting." He uttered those playful words as he proceeded to man spread his legs and let his hands rest on his thighs while you just gave him a death stare, for you weren't welcoming his suggestive behaviour.
"Just who are you? Bring Jimin back!" You demanded as you threw the medicine on the side of the bed while you approached him and bravely grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and lifted him off the bed.
He chuckled upon your try to intimidate him and then calmly proceeded to take hold of your hands and pray them away from him.
"Do you want him that much? What to do, I may disappoint you with what I am about to tell you." He acted as if he was pitting you with a pout on his lips that ticked your nerves quite badly yet thankfully you didn't slap him as it had crossed your mind to do.
"He won't come back. Hopefully for a long long time for I am the real one. This is my body." He added with a hint of seriousness that had your brain halt for a second and thinks over his statement.
"That's not true. You aren't the real Jimin."
"How can you be sure that I am not? When I am the only one that remembers everything no matter what personality takes over me. I am the one that little bastard overtook a long time ago and he manipulated everyone. THIS IS MY BODY! THIS IS MY LIFE THAT HE IS LIVING!" He screamed in your face with desperation and anger that scared you enough to step back and place your own hands before your face in an attempt to protect yourself.
You felt your body trembling slightly as silence filled the room and only his loud breathing was echoing around in a hunting way that was making you hesitate to put away your hands from your face and look at him, but eventually and slowly you managed to open your tightly closed eyes and push your terrified self to lower your hands and face him.
He was a sight you weren't expecting at that moment, a gaze full of anguish as tears streamed down his cheeks and a trembling had taken over his body, that was more visible than yours.
"You...you don't believe me either, don't you?" His voice cracked as he spoke, making your mind freeze unable to comprehend well the situation.
But what if he was saying the truth. You didn't even know Jimin so well not you knew his condition in depth. Just because Jimin was the first you got to know, that didn't make him the real one. Yet he was the Jimin that appeared after every personality went away. He was the one that emerged after every change but he remembers nothing of his actions when other personalities take over him.
"Why no one believes me? This is my body, Jimin is my name! He is nothing but a manipulator. An actor that is great at impersonating me and my mental illness. I don't have any other personalities but him! It's only him! It's only him! He is fake!" He started yelling again, his eyes never leaving yours as he desperately seemed to be trying to convince you.
However, you were left speechless for a while for this was a situation you had never imagined to face and an option you had never thought of.
The Jimin you know surely was a competent actor, to the point that it would be hard to distinguish when he was acting and when he was not. He indeed tended to have a manipulative nature too sometimes and he seems pretty capable of taking care of anything, legally or not. He appeared rather in control despite his friendliness but the fact that he wasn't naive or a pushover couldn't count as something that could prove him fake.
But the possibility of it was not zero and that was what was messing up your thoughts right that instant.
"Forget it. No matter what I say, you will never believe me. Just like my cousin didn't when I last appeared. But this time I won't let you or anything put me to sleep again. I won't let you all steal my life away from me. " His gaze morphed into determination as he swiped away his tears and proceeded to grab Jimin's phone and a jacket he rumbled to find on his bag.
"Wait! No, I believe you. I believe you." You grabbed his arm in a hurry as you understood that he was ready to leave and you couldn't allow that to happen. Was he the real Jimin or not, losing him from your sight and letting him go out on his own would be fatal.
"I believe you... it's just... please talk to me so I can understand more. Explain to me so I can trust your words more." You encouraged him and he appeared surprised by the fact that you were willing to listen but also he couldn't help but be sceptical of you so he pulled his arm away from your hold.
"If you are trying to play some games on me, I swear this is not gonna end up well for you." He warned you in that terrifying low tone that had you realize instantly that he meant his words fully.
"I am not trying anything. I don't even care for Jimin or anything that much. I am just someone that finds secrets unintentionally and you showing up is exactly that. Maybe I am finding his real secret and that is that he ain't the real one but you are. So just talk to me and reassure me of what I am already doubtful off." You uttered words that were true yet as you heard them, you couldn't help but feel bitter for truth was that you wanted the Jimin you know to be the real one. Even though you had no reason why you wished it was so, you really wanted it to be that for you had once reassured him with your own mouth that he was.
"I am the real one. He has corrupted my mind. He stole my place and since then he holds it with his silly tricks. He pretends he is mentally ill. He has created personalities based on the characters he has played but they aren't real personalities, it's just him acting. He acts them so well, so well and pretends that he has lost himself while acting them. It's all fake. You have to believe me. It's all his doing to keep me buried in my own mind." He took hold of your arms and hold on to them tightly as he spoke, his eyes searching into yours for a hint of trust.
"Why? Why is he doing this to you? Why does he wants you buried?" You questioned him, as you were trying to find something pro the Jimin you knew for every word he said, sounded like it had more possibilities of being the truth than you liked it to be.
"He hates me. Because I broke. Because created him and left all my pain to him. He is trying to give all the pain back and erase me of my rightful place. My own mind. Mine. It's mine!" His eyes started getting weld up with tears again and you couldn't help but just pull him in an embrace, in order to hide the bitterness that took over your face while listening to him.
Why was everything looking against Jimin right now? Why was the truth so difficult to distinguish. If you were to go with logic then you most likely had to admit that he had higher possibilities of being the one that was saying the truth. Yet there was something inside you that wasn't leaving you alone. A gut feeling that kept being in Jimin side despite how convincing sounded everything this character had said about him.
You felt him hugging you tightly after a while, fully accepting your comforting attempt even though it wasn't fully sincere from your side.
"You believe me?" He whispered against your neck where he had hid his face and you gave him a positive reply even though you didn't fully believe him.
"Thank you...you will help me get rid of him now, right. You will help me, kill him off." He added and at the use of his words a certain sentence popped on your mind. A sentence Jimin had told you earlier when you had returned from your job.
"It says that you are dangerous and I should most likely get away from you for you are gonna hurt me one day. I can already see it...Can you?"
He had stated and you had reassured him that you would never betray him. Had he started that conversation back then on purpose? Had he thought a hundred steps ahead and made sure to spread his roots on your mind regarding the issue so he could manipulate you in a moment like this or had those words been nothing but a mare fear of his?
"Yes...we will kill him off... but for now take some rest...you have damaged ribs." You reminded him, as you gently pushed him off of you, deciding to go with his waters for the moment regardless of what you believed.
"Oh, yeah, it really hurts. Just how the heck did I got this hurt? "He hugged the side of his body as he proceeded to got back and seat on the bed, ignorant of the fact that he had just helped you decide what to trust and what not for he had claimed himself that he was the true one and he had brought the fact that he remembers everything about every personality as proof of his statements yet he wasn't aware of how he got injured.
I need to get him unconscious. I need to get close enough to him and make him get his guard down completely. He can overpower me physically so I only have one chance. Think, think of something, think.
---To be continued...