〖 THE NEXT DAY 〗
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|| Lie - Jimin ||
Find the me that was pure
I can't be free from this lie
Give me back my smile
Caught in a lie
Pull me from this hell
I can't be free from this pain
Save me, I am being punished
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[Y/n's POV]
My eyes slowly blinking open as my vision gradually becomes clear revealing tall ivory drapes with the sunlight peeking through them.
I'm laying on my side, feeling the softness of the silk pillow under my head and the quilted blanket over me keeping me snuggled and warm. But as I slightly move my body, I can feel my muscles aching everywhere, like I got hit by a bus or something.
Ugh. I feel so drained.
I slightly move my head and moan, feeling disgruntled from my pounding headache and body aches.
What time is it?
Half asleep, I shut my eyes again to try to ease my throbbing headache as my hand slaps the bedside table searching for my phone.
I slowly feel my body starting to wake up when my hand couldn't detect my phone.
I take a peek over at the bedside table and spot no phone in sight.
Where's my phone?
I feel Jimin moving beside me as he wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to him, inhaling his warm fresh scent.
His scent suddenly gives me a happy nostalgic feeling. But as I glance down at his arm around me, my eyes went wide to see his arm covered with familiar tattoos.
Oh. My. God.
It's Jungkook.
My breathing suddenly stops as my eyes frantically scan around my surroundings, only now realizing...I'm in Jungkook's bedroom—the one we had shared together.
My entire body went numb with absolute shock and fear.
But then it hit me...
How did I even get here?
My heart instantly accelerates, as recollection of last night starts to unwind making my head pound harder.
I see disfigured flashes as if I were looking through a fish-eye lens of me hopping into the passenger seat of Jungkook's black Lamborghini after he had won that game we played. Then wobbling inside his house and into his bedroom with him holding my hand keeping me steady. I can hear us talking but it comes out as a muffle.
Everything still seems like a blur and I can't really put anything together. I'm just getting fuzzy flashes of Jungkook's face as we sat together on his bedside. He was saying something as he held my face.
Did we...
No.
I'm sure we didn't do anything...right?
A quick flash of him leaning closer and closer to me and I think I had lean in until...
NO.
But I can't really make it out and everything went black. I really don't know what happened after that. But I refused to believe something happened between us. I couldn't have done this to Jimin.
I feel a sudden sickening sensation in my stomach, feeling like I'm going to throw up any second now.
I push his arm off of me and jolt out of bed in sheer panic.
I glance down at his shirtless body as his eyes finally open, looking up at me as he squints his sleepy eyes.
This can't be happening...
My breathing and circulation feels like it's been cut.
I spot his gold Rolex watch on the other bedside table, and quickly ran towards it to check the time.
It's 2 PM.
No. No. No. NO!
I grab onto my head, trying to calm my breathing as I glance down, only now realizing I'm in a silk black night gown.
The night gown is mine but it's completely different from the clothing I was wearing last night.
What the fuck? Did he...
Jungkook straighten himself up from bed, leaning onto the head of the bed.
"Good morning, babygirl."
"Fuck you!" I explode on him.
"No, no, baby. We already played that game last night." He mockingly grins. "Remember?"
What is wrong with him? Does he find pleasure in seeing me miserable?
I look at him with great disgust and storm out of the room in a panic and frustration.
I just want to leave this house and get away from him as far as possible.
Tears begin to flood my eyes as I make it to the hallway. I feel like I'm suffocating.
This feels like I'm in a nightmare.
I need to stay calm. I'm sure nothing happened...
But what would Jimin think, knowing I came here willingly because of that damn game and drank too much to make any wise decisions. Fuck my life.
How could I have done this to him?
As I near the stairs that led to the living room, I can hear the sounds of a loud commotion taking place down the stairs.
It's men shouting with so much anger accompanied with a lot of scuffling going on.
I finally make it to the stairs and abruptly stop as I peer down the living room.
My face drops to see Jimin pointing a gun at Jin.
I feel like I'm gonna go blue.
What is he doing here?
"YOU SON OF A BITCH WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE!" Jimin rages as he keeps his gun pointed towards Jin.
My body didn't know how to react, as I stand there watching this play out.
Jimin's eyes flickers up towards me on the top of the stairs as his cold eyes turns to confusion.
But he immediately turns his gaze onto Jin, trying to make sure he doesn't let his guard down and risk having Jin take the gun away.
"Bro relax," Jin says calmly, who still haven't taken notice of me. "She's of course in bed with Jungkook. Where else?"
My legs finally moves as I slowly walk down the stairs.
Jimin's eyes flickering back and forth from Jin to me, as I stand at the bottom of the stairs near them with Jin's back facing me.
Jimin looks like he's still in shock to see me there but I soon watch his eyes shifts up to the top of the stairs revealing a shirtless Jungkook with only his black pants on.
Jungkook looks a little shook as he walks down the stairs but gradually turns to a smirk as he stands right beside me at the bottom of the staircase.
I can see Jimin's eyes flickering between Jungkook and I with confusion, then glances down to what I'm wearing and instantly his eyes turns to shock and anger.
He glares into my eyes with coldness, making me suddenly scared of him. I think he knew I came here freely.
"Jimin..." I meekly say, feeling a lump in my throat. I feel so ashamed of myself, as his eyes look at me with great disappointment. "I—"
"Jungkook, you fucking bastard!" Jimin snaps, ignoring me. In nanoseconds he aggressively grabs Jin and hold him hostage at gunpoint to his head.
Jungkook's smirk soon fades and looks at Jimin with great caution. They stare each other down as both eyes pierce each other with a challenging and threatening look.
The sound of the gun cocking makes my heart jump in sheer terror.
"Jimin no..." I quickly say, but it's barely even audible from my shaking voice.
I can't allow him to do this to Jin. But I went mute, unable to say any words from my shock state.
Jungkook's jaw clenches, staring him down with both fist clenching to his sides.
Taehyung and J-Hope suddenly comes in frantically to the scene, heavily panting looking like they just came from war. But they abruptly stop once they take notice of the situation making their eyes go wide, flickering their eyes at everyone in the room.
"Oh shit!" I hear J-hope mutter.
Thank goodness, they're here.
I glance at Taehyung, hoping he could help me but his gaze is at Jungkook as he gives him a quick nod.
What could that nod mean?
Instantly, Jungkook lips turns to a satisfied smile and suddenly chuckles to himself.
"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you, Jungkook," Jimin sneers.
Just then Taehyung tosses a black tiny object towards Jungkook and catches it. "Taehyung, good job. You now proven you can be trusted again."
My heart sinks realizing that black tiny object is the chip.
I feel a sudden hopelessness and a sense of doom, knowing that chip is the only way of surviving Jungkook. But it's now in his hands.
Everything is getting worst and worst.
Jungkook lifts the chip up to show Jimin and starts chuckling again. "Oh Jimin-shi, you're such a dumb bastard."
Jimin looks unmoved. I don't think the chip matter to him at that moment.
But how did they even get it? What is going on here?
"I suggest you let go of my brother, now that I finally have my chip back," Jungkook glares at Jimin.
In that moment, Taehyung and J-Hope pulls out their gun and direct it at Jimin.
What the fuck? Taehyung?
But Jimin is still persistent, not letting go of Jin. It's probably the only thing he can do to save himself—or make it out of here alive.
But soon Jungkook's guards and soldiers comes running into the scene, immediately pointing their guns at Jimin.
Jimin's eyes never wavers with all the guns pointing at him at all direction.
He is still persistent on Jin, holding him tighter with the gun right at his head.
But out of no where Jungkook lunges at me off guard as he grabs me with one arm around my chest while his other hand holds a gun right at the side of my head.
"Now do you give up?" Jungkook threatens Jimin.
I try to squirm out of his hold but his grip is too strong for me to break away. My whole body trembling as I glance up at the man that was once the love of my life is now pointing a gun at me.
My eyes meets his eyes made of steel, sending a terrifying chill down my body.
How could Jungkook do this to me?
Jimin's determine eyes slowly gives in and immediately lets go of Jin as he raises his hand in the air, in defeat.
Jungkook's soldiers quickly steps forward closer to Jimin with their guns pointed, having him surrounded. One of them cautiously steps even closer and snatch the gun out of his hands.
"Put him in the Black Room!" Jungkook shouts at his soldiers. "I want to show Mr. Park Jimin something."
The armed men follow their boss' order as two of them twist Jimin's arm behind him and shove him towards the direction of the office.
I feel a nauseating feeling in my gut as I try to steady my breathing with his tight grip around me.
But a tidal wave of relief washes over me once he finally places his gun down but still keeps his hold on me.
I try to think hard of something I could do but only negative thoughts fill my mind, knowing this is going to end really bad.
"Now for you," Jungkook leans down my ear. "You're going to stay put right beside me looking pretty, and if you try to do anything, that loverboy of yours will suffer the consequences," he leans in even closer with his lips almost touching my cheek, "You both are in my hands now."