2 weeks later
Since that evening where Jimin had me pinned against a wall, he hadn't been around me that much. His behaviour was arbitrary and onerous to predict. It created a conflict in my mind trying to analyse his whole goal, but I couldn't understand what his actions were supposed to mean. Whenever Hoseok or Lucas was around me he'd come as well and send them an intimidating stare. Was it me that couldn't comprehend the whole situation or it just didn't make sense?
He's barely spoken to me, yet he wasn't letting me have a simple conversation with Hoseok or Lucas. Hoseok who's been beside me from the beginning, trying to make my stay seem a bit more pleasant than it was. He was his right hand, so I didn't understand why he acted that way towards our closeness as it was nothing more than a friendly relationship. I couldn't care less if he was jealous, or just being a dick as per usual since almost every night he's been coming home full of hickeys and lipstick all over his shirts. I swear it triggered something on the inside of me. I knew I had an attraction towards him, but I didn't think it would get stronger.
I couldn't help but wonder why I felt this familiarity whenever I looked in his abysmal eyes. It was one of the reasons why I couldn't stop thinking about him. Everything felt like it was right, like being by his side wasn't treacherous. It was more torturing knowing I had developed feelings for him than Jimin torturing me himself. I thought Lucas could be a fine distraction and for a while, it worked even though we weren't doing anything more than being friendly with each other. It helped me get my mind of Jimin until that night where he was that close to me, I was going to explode from all the tension.
The thought of him has been haunting me, and I couldn't do anything. Why did I care if he had someone? Why couldn't I stop thinking daftly? He already warned me that all this was a game to him... So why did I keep feeling that way? How was I supposed to make him fall in love with me without me falling in my trap? My parents told me to do anything to find my way around him.
Apparently, the data that I gathered wasn't enough as I didn't find anything about their "grand" plan which was only an inference in the first place. I was fatigued by this whole mission; however, Valeriya reminded me why we were here: to do what was right. Although was it right? Was I as innocent as everyone thought? Was I a good person, or was I rotten on the inside too? My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of questions to which I couldn't answer. I started to question my sanity because it felt like I was slowly losing it. How did Valeriya manage to keep her head straight? She's been subtly distancing herself from Jungkook and it made her realise that she could prevent getting hurt by him. Why couldn't I do that? Why did I come up with that ludicrous plan? Why was I so weak, so pathetic and naive?
An almost inaudible knock on the door disturbed my pondering. I looked myself in the mirror one more time and scrutinised my appearance before I made my way to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted with a person that was radiating happiness.
Hoseok: I came to check if you were ready but I can see you are. You look stunning as always!
Y/N: Thank you Hobi! How long do you think we'll stay there?
Hoseok: It could be hours... We leave when Jimin does.
Y/N: Right, of course.
Hoseok: He is waiting in the car so we should go.
Y/N: I don't understand why I need to come as well. Why has he been bringing me to the club so often?
Hoseok: That I don't know the answer to, although his behaviour has been rather odd towards everyone. He's still not on good terms with Jungkook as you know and he has been acting shitty to all his employees. I know that sounds like the usual Jimin but it's not. He's been weird for a couple of months and now it just got worse. He's not himself and he doesn't want to tell me anything, so I don't know why.
Y/N: A couple of months?
Hoseok: Yeah... Anyway, forget about that I'm sure he'll get back to normal at some point in the near future. Let's go before he starts complaining.
Y/N: Sure.
I shot him a bright smile and moved past him. He started talking about how he was going to visit his family next weekend but got interrupted by Jimin when we got to the SUV. Jimin eyed me up and down but showed no sign of disapproval nor approval which left me perplexed whilst his eyes bore into mine.
Jimin: What are you waiting for? Get in. You took forever, and now you're just standing there wasting more of my time.
Y/N: You could have just left me here! It's not like I wanted to tag along.
Jimin: It's not like you have a choice. Now stop blabbering and get inside the car already.
He opened the door for me and motioned me one more time to go in. I didn't have the energy to fight with him anymore, so I just did what he wanted. He was being strange even now... Opening the door to a lady was never something he would do, but maybe I was being too observant. Why was I questioning his every move? I sounded like I had become obsessed with that man! When he finally got in after his conversation with Hoseok he looked at me as if waiting for me to say something. The staring made me feel uneasy and the silence in the car didn't help at all.
Y/N: What?! Quit staring already!
Jimin: I want you to stop talking to Hoseok.
Y/N: What? Why?
Jimin: I don't need to have a reason. It's simple, you do as I say.
Y/N: No!
Jimin: No?
Y/N: Yes. I said no.
Jimin: Too bad you don't have a choice. Whatever is going on between you two has got to stop.
Y/N: What the Hell are you talking about? Nothing is going on. You're so delusional is unbelievable.
Jimin: Even if there's nothing. Your friendship with him is coming to an end. He has been way too nice to you and it made you happy when you should be suffering for everything you've done.
Y/N: And what have I done? Enlighten me, please.
Jimin: You respiration is enough of a reason.
Y/N: Of course even my breathing is irritating, right? Grow up and find a valid reason for your nonsense.
Jimin: Are you trying to purposefully provoke me Y/N? Do as I say if you don't want me to punish you. In fact, I forbid you to talk to anyone except me. Understood?
Y/N: Are you insane? I'd rather not talk to you as well if I am honest.
Jimin: That's up to you. If I see you speaking to someone without my permission you'll have to face consequences.
Y/N: Why so suddenly? You've never demanded something like that from me before. It has been almost half a year since I've been here and you decide to set conditions on who I speak with now?
Jimin: Yes, do you have an issue with that?
Y/N: Ermm... Yes.
Jimin: Good you don't have any. This conversation is over.
Why would he ask me to stop communicating with people, especially Hoseok? I mean, it did make sense, but if it was from when he kidnapped me, not 6 months later. That was what confused me... He needed to get his shit together and stop being such a difficult person. I wished I could stay in the mansion, but nooo he had to bring me with him.
I didn't like the way people looked at me whenever I walked in by his side so I would have preferred to avoid that. Jungkook hasn't gone to the club for a while which surprised me and also left me sorrowful because I couldn't see Jin. I missed his jokes the most. When Jin stopped coming over I was left with Hoseok only not that I complained about it, however, Jimin decided to take him away as well. He was trying to make my life a living Hell, but I wasn't going to let him achieve that.
All of a sudden Jimin's hand was on my thigh and started stroking it up and down. His touch gave me goosebumps and I wished my body didn't react to him like that but I couldn't help it.
Jimin: I see you have something for white outfits.
Y/N: Yes, and?
Jimin: In my humble opinion black suits you better.
Y/N: Too bad your humble opinion doesn't concern me, Mr Park.
Jimin: By wearing white you represent yourself as someone innocent, good, and pure when you know and I know that deep down you're far from those three things.
Y/N: And how would you know that?
Jimin: You can say it's an instinct or maybe I can see beneath that persona that you have built.
Y/N: Try to see beneath your mask first and then look at others.
I pushed his hand off my leg and turned my body towards the door. We stayed silent for a while until I decided to ask him what I've been dying to from the start.
Y/N: Is Jin going to be at the club?
Jimin: Why do you care?
Y/N: I've not seen him for a while that's it. Not that I'll be able to talk to him anyway because of your stupid rule.
Jimin: Or maybe you want to get in his bed too? I guess trying to seduce Hoseok wasn't enough huh? Does being a slut run in the family?
My head snapped back at him, and my hand acted on its own slapping him harshly on the right cheek.
Y/N: I'm not one of the whores that you can speak to that way.
The vexation in his eyes was evident, and he didn't waste another second and grabbed me by the throat making my head hit the window in the process.
Jimin: And I'm not someone you can disrespect that way. This is the second time you've slapped me! No one has ever done that and if you don't want your fingers broken next time don't try it again!
I was struggling to form my words due to the tightness of his grip. It was not until the driver said that we arrived that he released the pressure around my neck. I couldn't believe that I developed some form of feelings towards a person as degenerate and corrupt as him. It was as if I was in a trance and I couldn't move a muscle. I was starting to feel helpless because I couldn't even control my feelings, yet I was expecting to have everything under control. The door on my side of the car opened and Jimin was standing in front of me with a disgruntled mien.
Jimin: Get out of the vehicle and don't make me repeat myself.
I rose from my seat and started walking when my movement came to a halt. Jimin had caught my wrist and was waiting and motioning me to hold onto his arm. I, of course, did as he desired because I didn't want to make another scene. We walked in the club and as usual, all eyes were glued on us. I wasn't sure if they were looking at Jimin, me, or both of us. They were whispering things to the people next to them, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Ughh I was so fed up with this place. The only reason I had some kind of joy when coming here was that it brought back memories of when I used to dance with my crew and when Lorenzo was by my side.
We were sat in the VIP section where we always were and no one could come inside unless Jimin gave permission. Hoseok was sat with some girl whilst Jimin was talking to some drug dealer and Lucas was smiling at me while being on the lookout for anything unusual. I had a couple of drinks to relax, but it didn't work. In addition, there was someone else staring me because I could feel it. It was as if someone was preying and I was the target. Although, every time I scanned the area around to see who was the invader of my privacy there was no one looking my way. I found this rather strange but I brushed it off with another glass of alcohol. When I was about to pour myself another one, the bottle was taken away from me.
Jimin: What are you trying to do? You're not getting drunk here plus, I don't want t see your drunken state because it's probably even more annoying.
Y/N: Whatever Jimin.
Jimin: Pardon what? Whatever who?
Y/N: I mean Mr Park...
Jimin: Follow me.
He held my hand firmly and led me to one of the free booths where no one could disturb us. The alcohol started hitting me but it wasn't like my whole body was intoxicated so I was aware of what was happening. I stood in front of Jimin waiting for him to say something but he sat down and looked at my eyes only.
Jimin: Sit down.
I was about to sit down but he stopped me. Preventing me from doing things was becoming his habit and it started to irritate me.
Jimin: Not there. There's somewhere comfier.
Y/N: I'm not sitting on your lap. You can forget it.
He smirked at me and pulled me by the hand which made me stumble and fall on top of him. Our lips were so close to each other, faces centimetres apart and eyes boring onto one another.
Jimin: What's wrong Y/N? You're burning.
Y/N: Because you're in my face that's why. I can't look at you without feeling anger that causes me to burn with rage.
Jimin: Yeah I'm sure that's it.
Y/N: It is.
He stayed silent for a few seconds but then started talking again.
Jimin: Why are you so hard to decipher?
Y/N: What do you mean?
Jimin: You're making me go insane Y/N. Your presence on its own is affecting me in a way I wish it didn't.
Y/N: How much have you had to drink?
Jimin: Not enough to be oblivious of what I am saying tomorrow. You don't know how I've been restraining myself because of you.
From the hickeys he had it didn't look like it but I decided not to comment on it since I was no one to him.
Y/N: No one asked you to do so.
Jimin: Oh really?
He placed both of his hands on my hips and slightly squeezed. I got up and sent him a disapproving look to which he only laughed.
Jimin: You'll give in eventually. Everyone does.
I was about to protest but someone bumped in me and spilt a glass of alcohol on me.
???: Oh my Gosh I'm so sorry. I only wanted to bring Jiminie a refill.
Jiminie? Everyone referred to him in a formal way, yet she was using a nickname. Who was she? Could that be the girl he's been with the past few weeks?
Y/N: It's fine but you are?
???: I'm I-
Jimin: Isabell I suggest you leave us alone.
Hmmm, Isabell, I've not heard of her before.
Isabell: But Jim-
Jimin: No buts. Do as I say.
Isabell: Of course. I hope you'll come round tonight.
She winked at him but when her eyes met mine I could see jealousy and indignation written all over the place. Her last remark before she disappeared made my question clear. She was the reason he was coming late. I hated to admit it but she was gorgeous maybe even better looking than me. I turned around to Jimin and told him I was going to the restroom to try and dry my dress to which he agreed and also went to speak to someone again. I was looking myself in the mirror admiring what a marvellous job I had done with my makeup until I saw a face that shouldn't have been here.
Jackson: Hello beautiful.
Y/N: Why are you here Jackson? It's the ladies room unless you've recently done an identity swap and now you class yourself as a female.
Jackson: You don't need to worry about my identity. I could easily show you what a real man could do. I bet it'll be better than what Jimin is offering you anyway.
Y/N: No thanks. I'd rather not involve myself with an egocentric prick as yourself.
Jackson: You'll be mine eventually. I know you'll get tired of Jimin and you'll search for someone else and I'll be here.
Y/N: Get out of your dream world and try to comprehend my next sentences well. Firstly, you're not even on any of my options dickhead so stop being a delusional narcissist. Secondly, nothing you offer would work on me because Jimin is not offering me anything. Simple as, now get out of my way I need to go back to the booth.
Jackson: I don't think so. If I were you I'd pick my sides carefully because there's a fight coming and you'd want to be on the winning side, my dear. Tell Jimin, people want his head and he's not as feared as he thinks, so he should have an eye on the people around him. You could never know who would betray you. People do anything for survival, it's human instinct.
Y/N: I thought you were allies or whatever.
Jackson: As I said it's down to survival. We'll see who will end up superior.
Jimin: You're right we'll see.
Jimin hit Jackson's head with his pistol and put a bag over his head so he couldn't see where he was being taken.
Jimin: Good job. I knew it would work. That bastard's been watching your every move since you stepped foot inside the club. You can go home now, Hoseok will take you.
Y/N: Hoseok?
Jimin: Yes Hoseok. He'll drop you off and come back here.
Y/N: Yeah sure.
Jimin walked me to the SUV and told Hoseok something after I got in so it would be inaudible. What was he keeping? He's done this a couple of times and it triggered my curiosity. On the other hand, they didn't take long so it might not have been of much importance.
The drive was tranquil since both of us were in deep thought about something. When we stopped at a red light Hoseok turned his head my way but his typical joyful countenance was replaced with a serious one.
Hoseok: We need to talk about Lucas.
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Feelings are a complicated thing... But I guess some people are attracted to the bad and are unaware of the darkness within them...