Here's some simple rules
1. Don't ignore him
2. Don't bite the kidnapper
3. Follow the rules
4. What ever you do, do not make him angry

Never trust a stranger


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"Why me? Huh?! 7 billion people on this planet and I'm the only one, what's up with that Jungkook?!" I yell at him, he sat next to me at a large brown table, he was mixing ramen around in a cup with a pair of chopsticks, completely ignoring what I was asking him. 

Honestly, I was terrified of him... but at the same time he made me some what angry. F**k him, if I wasn't restrained right now, I'd beat the shit out of him and I'd be so happy with myself. I could feel the huge weights on my shoulders melt away with the pride I would feel once I kicked his ass for putting me into this. 

"Say ah, Jimin," he said and he picked up the cup, lifting the chopsticks in the air. He held it towards my mouth, but I looked away from him. 

"What did you put in it?" I ask and i rub my thumb against the back of my hand. I swallowed thickly and I look back at him, feeling him stuff the chopsticks in my mouth.

"Its just noodles, you haven't had anything to eat in a while and I know you love them." He watched me chewing down on the noodles and I dug my fingernails into the palms of my hands. 

I spit the noodles out at him and I hear the chopsticks hit the table. "You're such a b**ch," he said and he laughed lightly. "You really think I'm going to let you off with that kind of attitude? No, baby, you're going to listen to me." He stood up and he picked up the cup, pouring it over my head. I felt the hot substances in the cup burn into my skin and I bit on my bottom lip to try and endure the pain. 

I felt him grab the hair on the back of my head and pull my head back to look up at him. "I haven't done anything and you want to treat me like this?" He hit the side of my face with the back of his hand. "You're so stupid." 

I bite my lip and I feel him untie the ropes around my body. "Look at you, you're a mess," he pulled a pair of handcuffs from my jeans pocket and put the around my wrists. "Let's have a bath," he said and he dragged me over to a small room in the corner. He plopped me down on the floor and closed the door behind us. 

"Why am I here, Jungkook, tell me." 

"I needed my boyfriend to move in, this place was getting lonely," he hummed and he turned on the water, letting the bathtub fill up. "You're so special to me," he says and he takes off one side of the handcuff to peel off my shirt. He hooked the cuff back on to my wrist and looked me in the eyes. His gaze was so... intense, the sight of him made me sick to my stomach. 

He pushed my body against the wall and his lips darted to my neck, kissing along my collar bones and shoulders. "Stop." I say and I move a little to the left, feeling him pull me back and kiss me again. "Stop!" I feel tears begin to pour down my face, feeling his finger nails dig into my flesh. "I said stop!" I sob and I feel my head begin to pound. His hands darted to my jeans and I felt his fingers tug at my belt. My heart came up in my throat, I felt like I couldn't breathe and the air in the bathroom was getting thick and heavy as he pressed my back into the wall a little more. I shut my eyes tightly and I moved my legs around, trying to get him to get off me. "Please!" I beg and I breathe heavily, "Jungkook, stop!" 

"You're so mouthy!" He says and he hits the side of my head with his hand. "Stop, Jungkook please," he mocks and he rolls his eyes shortly after. 

He turned the water off in the bath and he removed my socks, jeans and boxers, he put me into the tub and I looked up at him with a frightened look in my eyes. "What's the matter?" He asks and he dumped water over my head from a pitcher. "Cat got your tongue?" He snickered and he lathered shampoo between his hands before washing my hair. 

"I want to go home," I say again and I feel him grip just under my jaw. 

"Listen to me you b**ch. You're in my house! And you aren't going to leave, ever! You aren't ever going to go home! So kiss your past memories good bye already!" He tossed the pitcher into the water next to me, causing me to flinch. "Do I make my self clear?!" He gripped my hair and pulled my head back so that I'd look at him. "God dammit, Jimin! Look at me while I'm talking to you!"

There's a long pause and I slowly look up at him, "I don't want too." 

He laughed, "I don't think you have a choice sweetheart." 

I slept in a cold corner of the basement, a cot was pressed up against the wall and I had one ragged comforter to keep my body warm while I slept. I didn't do much sleeping, however, I stayed up most of the night bawling my eyes out cause I was so scared. It hasn't completely hit me yet that this happened, why did this happen to me? What did I ever do to be at the hands of a guy like him? Why me? 

I turned over on my side and I stared at the wall, does anyone even know I'm gone? Are people even looking for me? I feel more tears fall down my face and I shut my eyes tightly, but I just couldn't get to sleep. 

The handcuffs were so uncomfortable, the metal was digging into my skin, causing my skin to bleed and become scared. It hurt like hell. 

I wanted to go home, I wanted to see Hoseok and Taehyung. I wanted to be in my own apartment and play video games or something, anything is better than being here. Anything! Just get me out of here.

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