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


16. P

It had been a month or so since I had been sent home from the hospital. Taheyung had insisted that I move in with him since he was nervous for me to stay alone. 

I understood why so I agreed and allowed the landlord to sell my apartment to someone else, therefore me and Taehyung moved to a two bedroom apartment across town. It was a nice place, a few kids lived their with their families, a couple old people and Hoseok lived there with his roommate, Namjoon. 

Life was going good, I stayed home most of the time since I wanted time to clear my mind. Taehyung worked several times throughout the week and often worked night shifts at the bakery he worked at. 

I loved being with Taehyung, he made me feel really happy and he made my mind sort of wander off from the full kidnapping thing. 

"I have a night shift, I'll be back in the morning," Taehyung said as he walked into my room. He kissed my cheek and he ran his fingers through my hair. "You'll be okay, right?" 

I nod my head and I looked away from my computer. "Hoseok and Namjoon live just two doors down, I'm sure if I need anything, they'll provide me with it." I chuckle lightly and I looked up at him. "Have a good time at work, run away from the sketchy people." 

"Or, I can just use my killer karate skills," he said and he did this weird pose before we both broke out into fits of laugter. "Okay, okay, I should get out the door before my boss eats me for dinner." He kissed the top of my head and he waved to my gently, "baiiiii~"

"Bye, Tae!" I call out and I watched him walk out of the room. I looked back at my computer and I closed off the window, shutting the lid to turn my computer off. 

I looked around the room and I smiled lightly. I got up from the chair and I walked out to the kitchen to make a cup of ramen. 

To go along with my ramen, I sat on the couch and watched drama shows... For hours. By the time they were over, I felt like I needed to act dramatic and save my lover from a bad guy or something. 

At around twelve am, there was a knock on the door. I pulled the fork out of my mouth and I set it down on the coffee table. I stood up from the couch and I walked over to the door.

"You know, Namjoon, you could just ask Hoseok for the password in-" I looked up at the person standing in front of me and I felt my full body freeze. I go to close the door, but I feel his hand push the door open so he could get inside. 

"Jimin, I'm sorry," he said and I pointed to the door. 

"Get out. You're not wanted here, Jungkook," I said and I looked over at him. "Why are you here, you're supposed to be in jail." 

"I escaped," he whispered and I walked over to the kitchen, seeing he was following me. "Jimin, I wouldn't have done that to you if I didn't have too, please forgive me." 

"You nearly killed me! Jungkook, I don't know what you thought we had, but the minute that knife stabbed into my chest, it was over! Get out of my apartment! I don't want to see you anymore!" I looked over at him and I see him walking towards me.

"What did you say to me, Jimin?" Jungkook asked and he pushed my body against the counter. 

"I never want to see you ever again, now get out." I say and I look up at him seriously. 

"I'm your boyfriend, Jimin, you really want to treat me like that?" Jungkook placed his hand on the back of my neck and I stomped down on his foot.

"Ow! What the fuck!" Jungkook shoved me off him and he looked over at me with an angry look on his face. "I escaped for you! I came to get you!" He said and he picked up a glass from the counter, throwing it at me but missing and hitting the wall behind me. "Have you forgotten who you are, Jimin? Cause you obviously want to be a dead man." 

"Get out!" I yelled at him and I pointed to the door.

"Why? Huh? You're mine Jimin, I'm not going to leave you in this place." 

I pulled out a knife from the drawer and I walked over to the front door, I closed it and I stood in front of it, pulling my phone from my pocket. 

I call the police and I look over at him with tears in my eyes. "You said you loved me and it hurts me so much that you did that to me, I trusted you, I loved you, but look at me now, I'm scared to do anything cause of you!" I hold the knife in both hands, seeing him walk towards me. "Forget about me, I'm not yours, I never will be, I never want to be, you're a loser, a low life scum that can't love anything. I hate you!" 

"Jimin, why would you do this?" Jungkook asks, and he looked at me with a look of disbelief. 

"No no! Don't you dare try to pull me in and pity you, you dragged me through hell!" I bite my bottom lip and I hear police sirens from outside the building. "I hope you rot in hell.." I say and I open up my apartment door. 

"You're going to be so sorry for this, Jimin, you're going to wish you've never said anything of the sorts." Jungkook said and I nod my head. "Yeah yeah, I'm sure I will." 

When the police come I watch them drag Jungkook away. I put the knife back and I thanked officer Seokjin for the work he had done on my case. I hope that would be the last time I would ever see Jungkook and I hoped that the next time I seen him, I would be brave enough to use a gun.

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