Returning Back From The Dead | BTS Jeon Jungkook ff

Chapter 26 - Story teller

30 seconds later and I'm still standing there, staring at the girl with wide and shocked eyes while hers displayed fear and discomfort but I can't seem to look away or talk, I opened my mouth but nothing comes out. 

She probably thinks I'm crazy, heck even I think I'm crazy. I must be seeing things so I blink a couple of times, trying to get the image of myself in front of me out of my vision but when I open my eyes she is still standing there. 

- Miss, are you ok? Do you need help? She asks concern lingering in her voice. 

I finally get out of my trance and slowly nod my head, telling her I'm ok but that's a huge lie. 

Did this girl in front of me die and someone saved her like Soojin did to me and she got back in my body? But it hasn't been that many years, there is still a chance that my parents sees her and think she is me, their dead daughter and that will sure as hell complicate things. 

The girl's body I took died over 20 years ago meaning that the chances of someone recognizing me were slim. As soon as I said that I thought back to that day when jungkook saved me from this creepy dude that recognized me. 

My body shivered at the thought of his hands over my body but I quickly put those aside, focusing back on the girl that still surprisingly stood in front of me. 

- I'm fine I promise, just a little bit shocked. I started, having no idea how to bring the subject up. 

I had no idea where Jungkook ran off to, I mean he must be worried since it's probably been a couple of minutes now and I haven't searched him up. But also knowing Jungkook like the back of my hand I figured that he probably ran off somewhere in the store to a place he found interesting, he tends to lose focus easily. 

And it's a charming trait of his, annoying but cute and at this moment I'm happy if he is distracted by some weird food item because right now I'm on a mission to figure out why this girl took my body. 

I mean maybe she didn't get back from the dead and take my body, perhaps she was my long-lost twin sister, or perhaps she was my look-alike? 

She doesn't say anything she only smiles awkwardly and get's ready to leave but I grab her wrist, stopping her. When her eyes land on my hand around hers I immediately pull away, realizing what I was doing. 

- Look, I know I sound crazy but you look just like me. I said and her eyes scan me up and down while furrowing.

- I-I think you got the wrong person. She slowly says. 

- No, no, there are a lot of things I need to talk to you about, it's crazy honestly and I understand that you don't want to talk to me but believe me when I say this, I know what happened to you. 

The last line is the same words Soojin told me when we first meet. I remembered how it immediately sparked my interest and I was hoping those words would do the same for the girl. 

At first, she freezes and then millions of feelings wash over her face before she settles with the one I was hoping she wouldn't, her expression was cold, as cold as ice and when I looked at her I felt a shiver run down my spine. 

- I don't know what you're talking about. She says. 

- But I think you do and I know that feeling you're feeling inside of you, the frustration of not knowing what's going on, the confusion as you try to put the pieces together but nothing makes sense. 

I was walking on ver thin ice, this could go two ways, she believe me and the other she thinks I'm crazy and call the cops that will send me to a mental hospital.