My Only Sanity ✔️

2. Whistle

Y/N's POV

It was another day in that luxury world, again. I woke up with a paining head and swollen eyes as I obviously cried a little bit yesterday night and thought of things that I actually didn't like to think about. I swear I miss my parents a lot. They died in a car accident the day I married him... Anyways, let's freshen up-
My thoughts again got halted with the sound of a freakin' knock on my door.
Ms. Layla: Good morning Mrs. Jeon!
"Good morning.. ", I greeted, rubbing my eyes.
Ms. Layla: Didn't you freshen up yet?
"Nah, I just woke up.. ", I replied. Ms. Layla was my personal maid, and I tell you, she's an angel, I swear. She always consoled me whenever I missed my parents, she kept talking to me to distract me whenever Jungkook spoke rudely with me, which was the case of every single second I was with him. She was the one who always made me happy whenever I was sad.

Ms. Layla: Mrs. Jeon, what do you want for breakfast today?
"Nothing, Ms. Layla, actually I'm not that hungry today.", I replied, I actually didn't feel like eating.
Ms. Layla: Why, you never deny food, actually you worship food, what happened today?
"It's okay, Ms. Layla, I'm not hungry. I'll eat lunch, straight.", I said, flashing a quick reassuring smile.
Ms. Layla: Okay, as you wish, but do tell me if you don't feel good, hm?
"Yes, Ms, Layla, thanks.", I replied, slightly giggling.
Ms. Layla: And-Oh yes! I forgot to tell you. Mr. Jeon won't come for lunch today, he has some important mission to complete, he'll straight come for dinner, and even that's not comfirm.
"Oh, okay, thanks for informing, Ms. Layla.", I thanked her, but again got surrounded with the clouds of disappointment, rather loneliness.
She left, slightly bowing, and I went into the bathroom to freshen up.

It was noon. Jungkook was still not home. Oh, how could he, stupid. I stared at the beauty outside, his mansion was in the middle of some forest; he liked to reside somewhere far from human interference.
I grew nostalgic. I could never go out of his mansion, I could never work outside, it just felt like I was trapped there, with no love, even. Ms. Layla was an exception, obviously. Could I ever escape? Or if he wasn't like that, I didn't need to escape, right?
My thoughts got interrupted *again* when Ms. Layla called for lunch.

It was night time already. *sorry for so many time skips* I was still waiting for him. He didn't come yet. Or I thought he didn't. I couldn't wait, the food was calling me; how could I betray the freakin' food? I was about to jump onto it when I heard some distorted noises from the basement. I furrowed my eyebrows; who could be down there right now? I started going downstairs. The absurd silence was eating me from the inside. For god's sake. The sound of my footsteps echoed through the huge basement. As I walked further; I realised that it was a whole ass separate mansion, that was so old-fashioned yet so lavish. It was surely giving me chills down the spine. Is his house even a house or a freaking maze?! I heard the sound, again. It was not distorted this time, I realised it was the sound of a laughter. Yes. I started walking faster. As I went closer, the sound kept increasing. What the frickity frick?!

I froze on my spot when saw, HIM.

Y/N: Jungkook...?
He turned his head towards me, swiftly, with a wide psychotic grin on his perfectly sculptured face.
Jungkook: You found me... YOU FOUND ME!
I didn't know why, but I was not getting a good feeling about this.
Another thing caught my eye, there was a boy behind him; he was wearing a yellow bunny onesie with a smudged red lipstick on his plump lips. He looked at me, with his glossy, painful, eyes. Fear was written all over his face. How could someone with such a cute face be full of grief?
I looked at the boy again. My eyes widened and I gasped.
Y/N: J-JIMIN?!
Jungkook: YOU GUYS KNOW EACH OTHER? OH, THAT WOULD BE SO MUCH FUN!
He started clapping like a kindergarten kid. His eyes shone brightly, with pure innocence flashing through them. But, was that really innocence?
Jimin: NO... Y/N...
Without thinking anything, I rushed out of there, breathing heavily. I could still hear his laughter, echoing through the huge basement. I ran out of the house, but I stopped immediately realising that the whole area was covered with trees. I had to cross the forest first to get to the city. As I was processing all of this, I heard a whistle, and that got louder and louder every second. I turned around, and I could already see his silhouette in the accusingly peaceful night. His demonic aura had that sickening ability to scare every single existing soul away. His psychotic self could never not be noticed. I hid behind the garage wall muffling my heavy breathings by harshly pressing my hand against my mouth. With every drop of sweat; his whistling got louder and louder.

Jungkook: Come on out Y/Niee~~ I'm not in the mood of playing hide and seek right now~~(whistling)
I harshly rested my head on the wall while sobbing hard. That whistle, that whistle was paralyzing me and was continuously choking me inside.
Jungkook: Y/N~ Come on sweetheart I won't hurt you~
He peeked behind the bush trying to find me.
Jungkook: GOTCHA!
He whined not finding me there and continued whistling.
I pressed my eyelids together and wished he would never find me...
His footsteps started getting closer, when all of it stopped; just stopped; in a blink of an eye. That feeling was nonchalant. I slowly opened my eyes, and he was not whistling, nor I could hear his footsteps. I slowly started getting up and peeked from behind the wall; there was no one. I stood up, slightly panting, when finally, negativity engulfed me fully and wholly;
Jungkook: Game. Over.

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Ayo hitman bang. Did you guys like it? I'm warning you before, psycho Jungkook in next episode~~