Erroneous [Vminkook]

50: Can I Trust You?

It's been days since Jungkook hasn't returned back to Karma's headquarters, or more so his mansion; No warning, no note where he left off to, no..... Nothing.

He just disappeared, like a ghost.

Well, in reality he's safe.

More than safe actually.

He's been staying in a crappy old motel room in town; his own desperate attempt to just get away from being in the same building with Yoongi and any reminder of his ghosts. From everything and everyone.

He informed Yeosang where he was, making him promise to not tell Karma or Jimin, even though that was just a waste of breath since Yeosang can't stand them as it is. So for him to not tell them where he is wouldn't be a problem.

It has been so overwhelming for Jungkook to be around anyone, being one of the main reasons why he left. It has gotten to the point that he can't even focus at work, doing it rather at his room with no problem.

Well, his motel room in this case.

To say it has gotten better would be an understatement; Maybe it even got worse, but he just can't be around anyone.... Just a time away would probably help him.

Even though he feels like he's living in his own personal hell.

Alone.

On a lighter note, what has helped his dilemma to forget about the world just so happens to be a broken down bar, drowning down in counts of alcohol with the most depressing music Jungkook has ever heard in the background to set the scenery.

The workers by now knows the man, and lets him lose his mind as much as he would like, just until he can finally connect the trails of his life.

As if he even knows what trail it is.

Jungkook swings a shot of vodka, not even grimacing to the pain on his throat anymore with dazing eyes to the wooden counter he's leaning on; the loneliness eating him up completely but it's not like he hasn't felt like this before. He always does, so that's why he needs this time alone, so he can gather his walls again. To feel nothing in order to get his job done.

So he can be the same guy he was before.

But there's so many things just piling up at once that's just ready to shatter him.

The fact that he was raped.

Reopened a wound of his past memories.

And now have someone tormenting him of those memories wherever he goes.

So no, he's not okay.

He's a ticking bomb.

And this is his only way he wants to cope with it.

However, he's never been lucky with things ever going his own way.

Jungkook feels the presence of someone sitting themselves beside him, and he fought hard to not roll his eyes as he got seconds away from moving away.

"Piña Colada for the depressed man here."

Great.

He should've known this was bound to happen.

Jungkook didn't even think twice before standing up abruptly, ready to walk himself out of the bar, but a hand clasps the back collar of his hoodie and yanks him back down to the stool he was just sitting on.

He didn't even want to look at the man right now, debating if he should actually pull out his gun and kill himself or slam the man's face against the counter just out of his anger.