[COMPLETED] Book 2 of the Blessings Series. Please read at your own discretion.
Do not read if you are easily offended.
See below.
*You dont have to read book 1 to understand this story, but it might help. This story runs concurrent to Book 1.
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(*WARNING: a little on the dark side. I will try not to get too dark but Jimin was just abducted and the kidnappers do not have good intentions.*)
June 29, Sunday
Jimin came to his sense with the feeling that someone was touching him. Not knowing where he was or who was touching him, he instinctively scrambled away from the foreign hands on his chest and neck until his back hit a brick wall so hard it hurt. Holding his hand up to protect his body, he looked with frightened eyes at the boy sitting on the floor with his hands still holding the wet towel that he was using to soothe Jimin's raw skin.
"Oh, Thank Goddess. You finally woke up. They were talking about dumping you in the river." The boy said with a relieved sigh. He was cute and petite, with blue-green eyes and black curly hair. He had a severe bruise and a small cut on his right cheek that looked recent. Jimin wondered if it hurt as bad as it looked.
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Taking the boy's outstretched hand, Jimin glanced behind him before asking, "Where are we?" he asked, his voice cracked, barely above a whisper since his throat was raw. Everything on Jimin hurt, his throat, nose, and eyes were burning, and his head was pounding. The boy was carefully holding Jimin's hand, making sure not to touch the top part, which was still a little pink like they were placed in hot water. Jimin looked at his hand like he has never seen it before.
"I don't know where we are. All of us were knocked out when we were taken, and we woke up here, just like you. But you are lucky to be alive. I heard them say that whatever they used on you guys was supposed to kill your True Blood, but they did not expect your alphas to fight back. So, you were in the fog longer than you were supposed to be, which is why we were not sure you were going to make it." The boy calmly explained while helping Jimin sit up.
He held a glass of water to Jimin's lips, waiting patiently for Jimin to take a long drink. The water felt cooling to Jimin's sore throat, only to close again when Jimin heard the boy's words. 'Kill the true blood, his alphas fought back.' Jimin's mind swirled with thoughts. "My friends are dead?"
The boy shook his head "I don't know, but I think if they were alive, the guards would have been talking about it, and we haven't heard anything. "
Jimin started crying at the thought that Yoongi, Hoseok, and even Jungkook were dead. 'How could this happen? What is going on?' Jimin thought as he covered his face with his tender hands. The boy looked around his shoulder towards the door with scared eyes. "Shhh, hush. Not so loud. I know it hurts, but you have to be quiet. You don't want to draw their attention." He said as he pats Jimin on the shoulder to comfort him.
Jimin calmed himself down and took a look around. He was in a cellar of some sort if it could even be called that. The room was roughly a rectangle 10 meters long by 6 meters wide with a rainbow-style roof. (**a/n: this is around 30 feet long by 20 feet wide).
The stairs go up to the double doors, which have windows but look dark and black right now. 'It must be night time.' Jimin thought. The walls were made of big stones stacked on top of each other, and a cement floor that looked like it had been recently added.
