CHAPTER NINETEEN

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Jungkook

It's been sixteen hours, I wake up with this pain in my head like a son of bitch. My head feels like being hit by a hammer, my ears ringing crazily. I try to recall what's going on before I lay in this hospital bed, and the realization hit me.

Y/n.

She's being kidnapped. Ignore the jolt of pain in my leg, I get down from the hospital bed, realize that I'm wearing cast in my left femur. My bone is fractured. It's indeed because of the car crash, I still feel numb in my right as I can't feel the hip and the entire legs.

"Jungkook."

My mom appear from the door, rushing towards me as she help me to lie back on the bed. But my worries and reluctant cannot be ignored as I think of Y/n.

"What are you doing?" She looking at me, there's a dark circle in her eyes which I'm sure she has been restless these pass few hours.

"I have to go."

"No, you have to rest."

"How long have I been here, mom?"

"It's been twenty two hours. You have to stay here."

"I can't, I have to find her."

My mom startled by the question. She sigh heavily and sit next to my bed. Gently caresses my head in order to console me.

"The police still try to find them, baby, they want us to wait." She said, caresses my head and I sigh in frustration. My heart can't feel the ease.

"We can't wait, I have to go, Mom, Y/n need me, I have to safe her, please." I try to get up again but my mom hold onto my shoulder to keep me still in the bed.

"You're weak, Jungkook, you just pass the critical condition, you skull is mild crack so is your leg, I'm glad that there's no sign of serious injury. You have to rest now."

"I don't care about me, Mom, I have to get her back, it's them, I know it."

"Them who?" My mom looking at me quizzically. "Jungkook, what are you talking about?" She demand.

My mom doesn't know anything about Y/n's dark secret and how messed up her past is. She never had a good relationship with her brother in law neither her uncle. I know it all because she tell me.

"Jungkook, who took Irish? Why did they both disappear in the same day?"

"It's Irish's father."

I can see the gleam of shock in my mother's eyes. She take a seat in the chair next to my bed.

"I have to go, mom, Irish's father is not really a nice man, he could have done something to them."

I convinced her to let me go. I'm fine, I can endure the pain. Or even not feeling it there when the thoughts of losing Y/n and Irish is the most painful I could feel right now. She look at me painfully and slowly loosing her grip and help me sit up.

My mom rummaging the drawer to get some medicine from it, he took a glass of water and told me to drink it.

"I don't want you to go alone, baby, so let's find them together." Those are bad idea. Even lean on to police is hopeless, waiting only makes me worried he could do something to Y/n and Irish.

"Absolutely not, mom, I'll go by myself." She sigh in frustration.

"No, you're going to listen to me. I will not forgive myself if anything happen to you, not like this, you're physically hurt, and if I ever lose yo-"

"Stop, you have to trust me that I'll be alright, I will be fine, and I'll bring them back to us, have faith in me, mom." I pleads, so hurt to see her crying like this but I have to go alone.

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