We Are Bulletproof | MYG (21+)

Part 7

The first thing that woke you up was pain. It wasn't a pain that was confined to one area, the pain was everywhere. In your head, your neck, your nose, your arms, everywhere. You let out a loud moan as you peeled your eyes open. The second thing that you realized was that you were alive. Injured and in pain, but alive.

You blinked vigorously, trying to clear your vision. You squinted around you to see that you were on a large king-sized bed. You saw the huge complex desktop in the corner of the room and concluded that you were in Jimin's room. Why were you in Jimin's room? Why were you even alive? You thought Suga had killed you, or was going to kill you after you had spit in his face.

Looking back, it probably wasn't the smartest move on your part, but you had been so consumed with rage that it didn't even matter anymore.

You tried to sit up, but your head started throbbing and you groaned, surrendering in your attempt. You heard some footsteps and you lifted your head slightly to see Jimin in the doorway. His eyes were blank and his mouth was turned down at the corners as you stared at each other.

"Why am I here?" You broke the silence, your voice coming our scratchy and hoarse. Jimin pursed his lips and stepped inside the room, making his way over to his computer. He sat down and turned on his swivel chair to face you.

"I offered to watch you until you woke up." He said simply. You tried to swallow but it hurt and you winced. You moved a hand to your throat and ran your fingers over the tender bruised skin over your neck. Suga had really done a number on you.

"I meant, why am I alive?" You clarified again, clearing your throat painfully. Jimin leaned on his elbows and narrowed his eyes at you.

"You're lucky you're alive. After you passed out, Suga asked me to check on the damage you did on the computer. It turns out that I could actually retrieve most of the files you tried to delete, so the damage wasn't that bad." You looked down, mentally cursing yourself. Your attempt to sabotage them hadn't worked. Maybe if you had been in a better state of mind you could have truly hurt them where it counted.

"I convinced Suga to let you live, since you technically didn't really hurt us in any way." Jimin continued. You looked back up at him in confusion.

"Why would you do that?" You asked, trying to clear your throat again. Jimin sighed and shook his head, like he was asking himself that same question.

"I don't know... maybe because I believe that everyone deserves a second chance." He said softly. You peered into his gaze and realized that even though he was a ruthless gang member, you had no idea who he had been before this life. You were sure that he wasn't born into this. From the kindness he'd shown you over the past few weeks, save for last night, there was no way Jimin was raised in an environment as hateful as this.

"But you know... just because I believe in second chances, doesn't mean he does." Jimin continued, crossing his arms. He gave you a stern look and you swallowed. "If you ever pull something like this again, then I won't stop him from killing you. In fact, I might volunteer to do the honors." He threatened in a low voice. You swallowed hard and felt a spark of fear shoot through you at his harsh words. "Do you understand me?" He finished, raising a brow at you. You nodded sheepishly avoiding eye contact.

If there was one thing you knew now, it was that you didn't want to die. Maybe you were ready to die before, but you knew that death was the last thing you wanted. You had suffered too many times and endured so much in your life to throw it all away. As much as the Bulletproof Gang sickened you, you wouldn't do anyone any good if you were dead.

"Look, I need to inform Suga that you're awake, but I wanted to ask you a few questions first." Jimin said, sighing and running a hand through his hair. You forced yourself to sit up and leaned against the headboard, wincing at the sparks of pain through your head and neck.