JENNIE
The cold of England wrapped itself around
Jennie like a blanket. Her cheeks were slightly red, and her face had paled. Even though she was only away from her family for a week, she felt like it had been a lifetime.
Instead of walking out to the sun, the dark grey clouds loomed over. And somehow, it set the mood. She could tell it was going to rain, and that if she stayed any longer under the sky, she would be soaked, but she didn't mind. The only thing on her mind was being home and being able to see her family.
Walking down the stairs of the private plane, she closed her eyes and spun around. The only words going through her head were family. The reason she lived. The reason she was so motivated to follow her dreams like a predator stalks prey. The reason her life was happy.
Feeling someone's eyes on her, she gazed up to the door of the plane. There he stood. Jungkook.
But not the Jungkook she had seen on the plane. A cold hearted killer stood before her. A leader.
She knew why. She didn't want to pity him. But she did. She pitied his life.
Stockholm syndrome, she thought to herself.
No. Not that. She didn't love him. She did pity him. But not love. Maybe not even like. But for now she had to. To save her family. She did not know what the future would hold. Maybe he was in it. That was something she couldn't foresee. All she knew was that her family would never approve.
"Leave us". Jennie jumped at his voice behind her. She watched as each man scattered before them, leaving two very scary looking men twenty metres away, hands folded in front of them.
She was shivering. Not due to the cold. Due to the tone in her husbands voice. It was something she had never heard before. Something that elicited fear into her heart. Turning slightly, she was face to face with his hard chest.
He looked down at her face, with a hard gaze.
"You are now entering my world, princess. It has now begun".
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her slightly harshly.
"We are getting your family as we speak"
JACKSON
The days were long for Jackson and his family, along with Jennie's. Each minute that went by had felt like a lifetime. They has searched far and wide for her. But no result.
Her mother was grief stricken even more than everyone else. To lose your husband and then your daughter. Your husbands pride and joy.
What were they going to do. The pain was too much. The scene of her house ran through Jackson's head. The broken glass, the blood. He knew women and even men were kidnapped for illegal activities, and prayed for the first time in his life that it wasn't what had happened to his best friend. His sister.
Walking outside the cafe kitchen, the streets were still busy. The christmas holiday was always so busy, always so flustering. Alas, they had shut shop. In Jacksons hands lay some last slices of orange cake.
"It...it has to get eaten, or else it will ruin."
Everyone looked at the slices, and sighed. No one had any more tears to use up. Anger was all that could have been seen in the boys. Jennie's mother and jackson's mother were just empty. They had both lost a daughter. Sitting in silence, Uncle Frank, Jackson, Jonghyun, Chanyeol, Barbra, Mino and even Jas - Jennie's mother - gazed off into space. The missing bubbly girl from their lives has disappeared.
"I...I miss her so much", Mino whispered.
His mother was still the same. He worked to help pay for her medical bills as much as he could. The NHS helped, but he wanted to make sure she was well looked after when he couldn't be there for her. Right not, it was not visiting hours, so he used up his time to see his 'second' family. They meant the world to him. Jennie was the older sister that he never had.
Minutes had passed, hours even. But no one had touched the cake slices. Just as Jas was about to reach for a slice, the doors opened and the bell rang. Twelve men with suits, along with Greg and Namjoon came in. Guns tucked away in their suits.
Uncle Frank stood up abruptly.
"Greg?", he mustered up. They were all scared.
They knew who Namjoon was.
"You!", Jackson rumbled. Moving as quick as he could, he went to punch Namjoon across the jaw, but was held back by two of the gang members.
"Where is she?!?", Jackson yelled roughly. He was angry. And his emotions were getting the best of him.
"ENOUGH!", Namjoon yelled. The boys stiffened.Jonghyun, Chanyeol, Jackson and Mino were angry.What had happened to their sister?
"You are coming with me".
Jas and Barbra looked at each other. Crying the energy out of themselves.
"Greg, what's happening?", Uncle Frank said clearly.
"She is safe. She is safe", everyone gazed up at Greg, "We are here to take you to her. You are in danger".
"What?". both Chanyeol and Jonghyun yelled.
"She and you are all in danger. She is coming with boss. She is coming with her husband".
Jas let out a cry and collapsed into Barbra's shaky arms. Jackson couldn't believe his ears.
The gang men smirked at them.
"All will be explained, first? We need to move"
No one made an attempt to go anywhere. Their focus was on Jas, who had tears rolling down her face. But that was averted easily. The sound of clicking noises made everyone jump slightly.
Six of the men had guns out, by their sides.
"We do not want to use force". Namjoon confidently, "Greg?", he smirked slightly.
Greg nodded and looked at the men. He nudges his head towards them and walked over to the door of the cafe. One by one, each member of Jennie's family and her friends were escorted to some cars parked outside.
There was no use in Jackson struggling. He had heard what Jungkook's men were capable of. He knew exactly what would happen if he resisted.
It was no use. Maybe, just maybe they would be seeing Jennie again. Maybe she was safe and they were going to her. It didn't justify her marriage. She was a wife? And to Jungkook?!? How could this have happened?
It was as if life was crumbling around Jackson.
He loved her. He truly did love her, like a sister, but he had no idea what lengths that man would have gone through to marry Jennie. He knew she would have resisted. He knew she wouldn't have done so willingly, unless? Unless maybe she had known him before that?
Jackson's mind was running too fast for him to handle. He sat in a car with Jennie's brother and two guards. As much as he wanted to fight back, his lack of energy had made him run dry.
Giving up, Jackson looked out the window, and counted down the minutes to their destination.
What happened next, shocked him to his core.
UNKNOWN
Fire. Fire ablaze in every corner and crevice.
Blown up into smithereens. He watched as orange hues licked the walls and furniture, slowly burning away each layer of paint and material.
Of course, authorities wouldn't think that. Gas leak of course. And? a candle left alight. Owners fault. No cafe, and no insurance payments either. Out on the street, where the scum
belong.
He smirked. This was what he had been waiting for. This is what he had been craving.
The power to make people buckle before him. It was only a matter of time before all of England did.
Turning around, he walked to an all black range rover. Sitting in the back seat, he nodded this driver.
"Sir, a new shipment of children, women and men have arrived near Brighton. The shipment of drugs we have been selling is at our warehouse".
He smirked and chuckled inwardly. Then disturbing the silence, his phone rang. Picking it up, he clicked the green circle on his touch screen.
"Marcus? He's on his way".
