Beautiful

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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"Jimin, Slow down the car!" Jungkook yelled.

"Why should I?!" I yelled back at him and I took a sharp turn. "I hope we crash!" I dig my finger nails into the leather of the steering wheel and I take a deep breathe. "I hope the cops come so I can tell them every last detail!"

"Jimin, what's wrong with you! You're going to kill us!" Jungkook yelled and he gripped my leg, trying to ease my foot off the pedal. "Jimin! Please!" He cried out, tears beginning to fall down his face as his hands weekly tried to move my leg. 

I felt my heart sink.

"Jungkook! Stop! Please!" Was dinning in my head, my own voice was ringing in my head. All that torture and pain I had felt because of him, he was hurting too and I was acting just like him. Why was I acting like this? Maybe because I was the driver, I had the power and both of our lives were in my hands. 

"I'm sorry.." I whispered and I eased my foot off the brake, pulling the car over to the side of the road. "I don't know what just came over me, Jungkook. I'm sorry.." I inhaled deeply and I looked over at him.

"Let me drive," he said and I nodded my head lightly. I pulled on my sunglasses and I pulled off my seat belt, getting out of the car. When I was about to pass him, I feel him grip my body and push me up against the hood of the car. "Never do a thing like that again. Do you understand?" He whispered in my ear and he kissed my neck softly before pulling away. "Get in the car baby, we got a long drive." 

"Yes, Jungkook," I say and I walk over to the passengers side. I get into the car and I pulled on my seatbelt, resting my head against the window as we drove along the streets. "What would happen if the found me?" I ask and I look over at Jungkook, seeing he was focused on the road. 

"What do you mean?" He asks and he glances over at me for a second. 

"Like, I'm missing right now, but if some one I knew found me and reported it to the police, would I be taken away from you?" I bite my lip and I run my hand through my hair. "I hate you so much, Jungkook. But I don't think I'd be able to go back to such a dull life. I have my friends, yeah, but this has been such an adventure." 

He smiled gently, "thanks." He moved his hand over and he placed it on my thigh, he squeezed it gently in his hand and he moved it back to the wheel after a little while.  "I don't want you to be taken away from me either, Jimin. You really do mean a lot to me, and I love you a lot, even if you don't love me back." 

"I do." I whisper and I sit back in my seat. "I sometimes don't know why, but I truly do." I feel my stomach growl, but I ignore it and I change my seating position. "Do you think we should have killed him?" I ask. "No one would find him there," I smirk under the face mask and I see a surprised look from across Jungkook's face. 

"I can't believe those words came out of the mouth of such a cute boy," he chuckled and he passed a car on the street. "I always thought about that, killing him." He said and he chuckled some more, "I would enjoy it so much." 

"Would you steal his money?" I ask, thinking back to the time that he killed that person in the abandoned building. "We'd be rich if we kept that up you know, but it's wrong." 

"It's wrong if people find out," he glanced over at me and he held out his hand to me. I placed my hand into his I intwined our fingers together. "Promise me that you won't ditch me," he said and I felt his thumb lightly run across the back of my hand.

"I won't, Jungkook," I half smile at him and I rest my head against the seat. 

When we got to Seoul later that night, we got a room in a hotel until we would be able to get things figured out. I was still in the hotel room while Jungkook was out in town doing what ever he had to do. He said he couldn't tell me because it was a secret. I was extremely bored, flicking through the channels of a tv across from the bed. 

I sat up and I looked around the room, it was a bit small, but it was nice. Everything was neatly placed and the room had a very refreshing scent to it. I swung my feet over the side of the bed and I looked at the bedside table, seeing Jungkook had left his phone. 

I bit my lip and I picked the phone up in my hand, studying it before hitting the home button. I slid my thumb across the screen and to my surprise, it didn't have a passcode. I opened up the call app and I typed in Hoseok's number. I pressed the phone to my ear and I looked over at the door with a nervous feeling overcoming me. 

"Hello?" 

"Hyung!" I say, feeling overjoyed to hear his voice after not hearing it for a long time. 

"Jimin?!" He asks and I feel a few tears fall down my face. "Jimin, where are you?" 

"I'm safe, hyung," I say and I run a hand through my hair. 

"Where? I'll come get you," he said and I looked around the hotel room. 

"I-i can't tell you, hyung.." I whisper. 

"Why? Jimin? Is someone with you? I can call the cops, Seokjin is a cop," he said and I wiped the few tears that fell off my cheeks. 

"You can't do that, Hoseok, I'm sorry. For my sake you can't tell anyone that you heard from me, do you understand? I'll find a way home, just for now you have to stay quiet, you never heard from me." 

"Jimin!-" 

"Goodbye, Hyung. I love you." 

I end the call and I set the phone down back down on the bedside table. I heard someone clear their throat and I feel my full body freeze. I turn my head to the side, seeing Jungkook standing there with his body rested against the wall in the entrance way. 

"So everything you told me was a lie... Jimin?" Jungkook stood straight and he walked over to me, gripping my collar with his hand. "You'll find a way home? I thought you liked being with me!" 

"I-I do... J-Jungkook.. I-" 

"Oh yeah? Then why would you call him?!" I feel him punch me and I fall down to the ground, my hands immediately covering my face with shock. 

"Jungkook, I, I didn't mean it in that way, I.." 

"Save it.You're going to be so sorry after I'm done with you," he gripped my hair and he pulled me back up to my feet.

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