"Is someone there?" Ziya said loudly fear clearly visible in her voice. Who wouldn't be scared if they are alone in this big house and all you can feel is someone's presence in there.
At some councious place in her mind she knew she was just assuming things and its not real but the flashbacks she was getting from all the horrer movies wasn't helping at all. She had taken blanket from bedroom and covered herself with it on couch.
No ghost can touch you as long as you are covered in blanket! The unspoken rule. Her breath hinched what she heard some keys rattling behind one of the room in her left.
'It was too loud to be just my imagination... Zia fucking do something!' Her inner Angel voice yelled and she grabbed flower vase thing near the door. Waiting for it to open silently.
It was clear by now it wasn't just her imagination and-.... The door was opened. Without waiting for a second she gathered all strength in her hands and thrown the vase at direction of the person.
Once it was done she opened her eyes slowly only to see jungkook standing there with done face. She gasped for a second looking back and forth between Jungkook and the door from which he just entered.
"Good survival instinct I must say." He said casually walking towards the couch putting a white plastic bag on table with a sigh. She just stood there still registering what just happened. In her peripheral she noticed him taking out his phone and dialing someone's number.
"Yeah i would like to take that food order again and send it to the address. Yes thanks you." She heard him saying after a pause and putting the phone back on table.
One of the reason why she was still at that same place was she didn't knew what to do with her body. The last thing she wanted was to go anywhere near him and she can't go in bedroom without skipping the big ass couch in middle on which he was sitting.
"Come and sit here." He said almost clearing her confusion but of course it wouldn't be Zia if she listened in one say.
Jungkook just sighed bringing out his phone from his pocket and playing live recording and that's when she heard familiar voice of Jimin. He was whimpering in his sleep, must be in bad dream... or-
"Did you beat him that much that he can't even sleep you fucker?!" She yelled going near him to snatch the phone but jungkook was fast enough to switch it off within seconds .
"I hope you will listen to me now." Jungkook said with sweet smile tapping on sit beside him on couch. Zia didn't said anything and take the sit.
"YAAAAH!" She yelled when he started to remove his black jacket. He didn't even bulged and removed it. The anger in her eyes was replaced by surprise and fear when she saw blood dripping from his right biceps to marking the white sleeve of his t shirt red.
'Was it because of the vase?' She thought turning her head towards the shattered pieces of it and her suspension got confirmed what she saw blood there. 'How the heck is didn't noticed it before?' She thought guilt eating her up.
Even though she hated jungkook with her whole heart she can't help but worry about him. He may have done shit but he never hurt her.
"Oh my God... you need to go to hospital." She said unconsciously and almost touched the wound in fear but the fresh wide smirk on jungkook's face made her back up with straight face.
"You can help me with dressing you know." Jungkook mumbled getting up to take first aid box from underside is television table.
"Ha! That's the last thing i would do, actually i prefer to doing the same on left hand also! Should i search for new vase?" She asked with scoff and jungkook just gave her soft smile taking sit on opposite couch this time.
"Aren't you gonna force me with threat of Jimin?" She asked just to be sure. Not pile she wanted to help him or anything like that. All she got in response was silence.
He was trying to put in ointment but his hand wasn't able to reach the back side maybe he couldn't even see the wound back there. She was sure of it as jungkook was already putting on cotton. The debate of whether she should help him or not was so loud that her left hand was clinching on right hand to prevent itself.
"There is a wound you left!" She finally said giving in to her fight.
"Huh? I think i covered well." He said trying to look everywhere to see if he left some place.
"There." She said pointing at his back side but she can clearly tell he could never reach there.
"It's okay if will get it treated tomorrow-..."
"The infection will spread till tomorrow! I am just helping because of that don't you dare to assume anything else!" Zia said getting to and taking ointment apply.
"Sure." She heard him said with quite voice.
With that Zia made sure to cover every wound and applied bandage in correct way so that no infection will occur.
"Ummm i got bruise here also." Jungkook said pointing his index finger at his lips once she was done with him. Uncounciously she come forward and started to apply ointment there also until her eyes mate with his. That's when she noticed their proximity and thrown the cotton bud on his lap.
"Do it yourself!" She yelled going in bedroom.
"You need to eat your food!" She heard jungkook yelling from behind while she was closing the door which made her smile slightly.
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Somewhere darker than black cat and deeper than 7th floor....
"I told you to bring smerken sandwich not smrken sandwich! Go and change this if you don't want to loose your job!"'a tiny man yelled.
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