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12 - Don't Jump

When we locked eyes, they started to run towards the tree I was hiding in. I skillfully and rapidly descended down from the tree like a freaking acrobat. The last part I jumped to quicken the process. The others were coming closer and closer.

I started to run as fast as I possibly could. My entire body was running on adrenaline. My heart was pounding against my chest.

Where could I go? I didn't have the strength nor stamina to outrun them forever.

Okay, y/n, what would Namjoon do?

It was one of those things that would go through my mind whenever I didn't know what to do. 

Like that evening in the bar when I got drunk and tired. I stared at myself in the mirror and that question ran through my mind. Namjoon would go home, so I would go home.

It sounded strange but my big brother is or was so mature and smart that I always looked up to him for guidance.

I saw his face in my mind

'y/n, if something were to happen to me, I want you to promise me not to give up.'

It was one of the things he said to me on the last days in the shelter when we decided we couldn't hide anymore and start our journey to Jeju. I had told him that nothing was going to happen to him. I couldn't think of that option back then at all, but Namjoon had pressured me into promising not to give up.

'you need to live' he had repeated with tears brimming in his eyes. and so I would

So where could I go?

Then it hit me. The others disliked water. It didn't kill them but I was pretty sure that if I would swim somewhere they wouldn't follow me.

The image of the bridge appeared, the one we passed yesterday.

It wasn't too far, I could make it.

Navigating without google maps was something I had to get used to as well, as in the start of all of this I was the worst but Jin had a gift for it and I asked him to teach me as well so he often took a moment to explain to me how he did it. Where he paid extra attention to etc.

so this time I knew how to make my way back to the most recent bridge. 

The woods were a good cover to begin with, so whenever I was out of breath I could hide into bushes or behind a tree without the others seeing me, as they would if I was in an open field for example.

I finally managed to get to the bridge but when I looked down my breath hitched in my throat

It was way higher than I initially thought.

Fuck

It seemed like a brilliant idea, jump into the water and swim somewhere else. Maybe the same way as Namjoon made his plan, do that and eventually take another bridge back to the group.

But now that I was looking into the abyss I wasn't too certain anymore of this plan.

I could get hurt. Jumping from such a height always had risks. 

On the other hand, I was certainly running out of options. I stepped onto the railing as I heard the voices of The Others coming closer and closer.

       'Wait!'

I froze completely from the sound.

They spoke in a human language

How was that possible?

I looked back over my shoulder and saw the group running towards me.

They were the others there was no doubt in my mind about it, I didn't see their pupils and they were wearing their masks. Their group seemed to be like my age. The leader was out of this world beautiful (okay they actually were) but as they looked like humans I hadn't encountered someone yet looking like this. 

He said something in his own language, but soon other words were said out loud.

      'Don't jump'

it wasn't him who spoke, it was a little machine in his hand but it sounded weirdly like him. It surely was technology that wasn't from this world.

His gaze was super intense and intimidating.

There was a doubt in my mind, because for the first time ever it seemed that there was a possibility of communicating with them. 

I've had conversations with Namjoon when we were in the shelter in which we talked about communicating with the others, how we might be able to understand each other's motives better if we could talk. They were violent yes, but so were we.

On the other hand, if there was a way to communicate, that also meant there was a way for them to ask me questions. It wasn't hard to guess that if they capture me they would probably torture me for information, maybe trying to find my group,

trying to find Yoongi.

I couldn't let that happen. I looked down to the surging water of the river.

I closed my eyes and without hesitation, I jumped.