*One and a half years later*
*Seol's POV*
A pair of arms wrapped around my waist whilst I was cutting vegetables for dinner. I giggled but ignored the person behind me.
"Here, let me help you." He took the knife gently from my hands and took over my station, cutting the vegetables instead.
"What am I suppose to do then? I'm more than happy to chop them. I don't need your help Jimin."
"Says the one who cuts vegetables in weird flower shapes. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"They're cute aren't they? Besides there for Mango and not you." I said pouring three glasses on water to be set onto the table.
"Can you help me set out the table please Jimin?" I asked him as I snuggle into his back.
He places the knife on the table and pushes me against the wall, blocking me with his two arms by my head.
*Flashback*
Leaving the house in tears and with a shattered heart, a girl approaches the front drive in a short, pretty red dress, covering bare minimum of her thighs.
She exits the care so confidently and perfectly. Here we go again...
I walked quicker trying to avoid any means of contact with her. I was so lost. So so lost. I didn't have any money, shelter or food. I was bound to die soon or later, either by starvation or hypothermia of being exposed to the coldness.
The tears run down my face reflecting each and every time Jungkook had damaged me. The memories seep their way back through my brain, meandering through each neurone and sending electrical impulses to my heart.
Hours and hours it had been. Finally reaching the large and spacious city, crowded with building of all different heights and people of all different types. School students huddled in small groups, laughing and chatting about their lives. Normal. Day-to-day lives.
My anxiety had started to rise, my heartbeat mimicked the busy streets of the city. Cars beeping and driving past. Tall skyscrapers covered the city.
Jungkook had always forbid letting me outside, or at least in the city. It was dangerous I suppose. We could of gotten caught. He could of been taken away from me. What could I of done without him?
I see a group of men walking towards me, dressed in black tuxedos and a smart attire.
My eyes had widened and my heartbeat once again increased to an abnormal speed. Closing my eyes as I felt the men approaching closer. Please don't take me away. Please don't take me away.
Wind brushes past my face.
I was standing in the same position. Nothing had happened.
My body relaxed and I continued walking.
The sun had started to set gently in the sky. Hanging relatively low. Presuming it's about 8pm. The colours painted the sky like straight streaks of paint on a canvas. Painted carefully by Van Gogh or some famous artist.
The smell of sushi had swept past my nose. I feel in love. I haven't had sushi in so long. I was hungry and desperate to at least have one piece. I walked up to the window of the restaurant, seeing all the different families and friends enjoying their meals. Happy and joyful.
"Hello ma'am. Can I help you with anything?" An employee approaches me from behind with a cigarette in his hand, presuming on his break.
"I'm fine... thank you. I'll be off now." I gave him a subtle smile and walked off awkwardly.
Walking past all the nice food places made my stomach growl louder.
"I'm sorry stomach. I'll try and find some food for us." I whisper to my stomach. I haven't eaten for more than a day. There must be something I could eat.
I landed at the beach. Sitting on the cold but soft sand. The grains wrap around me, providing me with enough warmth, which was relieving.
The feeling of sadness was palpable as the sun was no more, with the bright, white moon shining brightly in front of me and the bright glimmer of stars shining simultaneously in the sky.
A group of men approached me from behind. Three. there were three.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing here. All by yourself in the dark?" One spoke whilst dropping his cigarette on the floor and stumping it out.
"I... don't...know." I whisper, looking into the distance.
He took my wrist and pulled me up to my feet.
"Are you okay? You don't look too good. You're cold and-"
He places his hand on my forehead.
"Your body temperature is rising."
"Yeah I'm fine." I reply.
"I'm no doctor but you don't seem fine. I want to take you to the doctors." He drags me towards the streets again.
"I'm fine so Leave Me Alone." I shout with all the energy left in me. It sounded more like a whisper, but I released myself from his grip.
"Really?! Cause your body says otherwise!" I flinch from his sudden response.
The group falls quiet.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of said that. Here." He takes off his jacket and pulls it over me. Hugging me and running his hands up and down my arms to warn me up. My head falling into his chest.
A while later I'm in a ramen restaurant, eating ramen with them. The warm goodness giving me a euphoric feeling.
"By the way, my name is Jimin. This is Taehyung or V, for short. And this is Suga. We normally walk on the beach when we have a stressed night or to get out of the busy city."
"My name is Seol. It's nice to meet you all. I-I jus-just. Actually... nothing." I smile and continue eating my ramen.
"Pretty name." Jimin said.
*Present time*
*Jungkook's POV*
"We have him tied downstairs sir. Would you like-"
"Let me deal with him." I say in a stern voice, heading downstairs into the basement. The dark and suffocating walls captivate towards me.
As I head further down, the sounds of screaming and shouting are present. The view of the man becomes more clearer in my view. Blood dripping from his head and arms. Bruised and probably hurts so much.
I point a gun to his head.
"Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't pull it. TELL ME!"
"Jungkook- n-no, it's not what it seems. I-I don't know what you know but-"
"What do you FUCKING MEAN?! I trusted you! I gave you the responsibility!" My minds tempts me to pull the trigger.
I pull his closer to me.
"The photos, videos, messages. What did you do to my poor baby? Now she's a worthless girl who's probably dead in the city, because of you!! It's over! You're little relationship"
"Jun-Jungkook no." His eyes relax and become filled with dread, hatred, sadness?
"It wasn't m-me. I swe-swear."
"You lying bastard." I breath out.
Shooting a bullet through his head.
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Captivated in the dark
FanfictionLiving with her dad was never intentional. She had been trapped, confined and bound to her dad since the death of her mother. Days at school seemed endless. Repeating in a constant cycle of returning home and heading to school. Until... She was capt...
