Captivated in the dark

Chapter 28- The Murderer, Cheater, Mafia

I entered my bedroom to see Jimin gaming on his desk in the corner of the room. The neon luminous lights radiating the room. Bright and vibrant. The neon lights beaming off the walls. It was approaching 6am and my head was throbbing.

"Jimin? Why are you still awake?" 

"Do you think I could fall asleep with a random guy in our house to which treated my girlfriend like shit. Actually no... a murderer, cheater and fucking mafia in our house. Why did you do it? Why did you let him in knowing what the consequences would be?" 

"Jimin." I say approaching him sounding a bit hurt. 

"I wanted to help him, that was all. It's not like I had a choice. Look... he- I still care about-."

Jimin cuts me off in a slightly loud and deep tone

"He was a cheater! Do you not understand that! He was the reason you sat on that beach by yourself. He left you there in the cold. He didn't care for you Seol. How can you not see that? I still don't know why you care for him after everything he's done to you?!" He stands from his chair and walks over to the bathroom slamming the door shut, making me flinch.

I fall onto the bed, tucking myself in. Weridly, I felt cold, but I didn't in Jungkook's room, despite his room being more physically colder. It wasn't my fault, was it? I mean sure it was. I practically carried him into our house and cared for him. 

*The next morning*

I open my eyes, head still throbbing and my vision blurs as I adjust to the surrounding. Jimin was laying next to me. We've kept a fair distance from each other, even though our bed is not the biggest. 

I give Jimin a kiss on the cheek and make my way to the kitchen to make myself a coffee. An iced latte was what gave me motivation to start my day. I made a berry smoothie for Jungkook and lightly knocked  on the door, not knowing whether he was awake. 

Silence.

I pushed the door gently, emitting a quiet creak. 

I find a tired and sleepy Jungkook on the bed. He's wrapped warmly and looks snuggly. I made sure to give him some extra blankets as well, just in case he was cold, but his temperature was still fairly high yesterday. 

His eyes opened as he heard my presence. 

"Hi." I whispered and sat on the chair next to the bed. I still clutched hardly on the glass. 

"I remember you like having smoothies for breakfast so I made this for you." I smiled at him handing him the smoothie.

"T-thank you." He said, his voice croaky and exhausted. His voice was deep, very deep. 

The room was left silenced. He drank the smoothie while I looked around the room trying to avoid the awkwardness. When he placed the smoothie on the table I felt it was right to saw something. 

"Care to tell me why you showed up to my house covered in blood and dirt Jungkook? I mean I don't get this everyday." I quietly asked him, laughing slightly to not make it as awkward for him or for me I suppose. 

"Seol... you know who I am. I'm sorry to be here. I wish I could go somewhere else. I was in danger. I just wanted to see you... for help. You are the only one I can trust now." He stutters with each sentence.

"Jungkook... Do you really not remember what happened to us-."

"I know okay... it's my fault you left. I left you in the cold and I regretted it so much that night. I went out finding you, but failed. I didn't sleep well that night. I couldn't sleep. Knowing you were probably somewhere cold and shivering. I looked for you for two months. I wanted you back, Seol. I really did." 

I look into his deep emerald brown eyes. The two colours contrasting to make his eyes a unique feature of his face. 

"I'm with Jimin, Jungkook. _"

Someone barges into the room, we both look at the door.

"Seol!!" Mango shouts and comes to hug me with her soft toy in her arms. 

"Good morning, little Mango. How are you feeling today?" My attitude and tone changes as she enters the room, two contrasting emotions. It's crazy how one person can change your mind so quickly that you don't even realise, until you really think about it deeply.  

"Who is he Seol?"

I lift her into my arms, sitting her on my lap.

"This is Jungkook. He is just staying here because he was hurt and has a very very sore tummy. You know what that feels like don't you Seol? Not very nice, right?" She giggles and nods and I can't help but smile a little. Her innocence was so relieving for some reason, maybe because I've been taken back 2 years in the past to when I suffered countless nights, by spending time with Jungkook. 

"Is she mine?" Jungkook whispers to me as Mango runs out of the room to her toys. 

I shake my head, memories coming thrashing back into my head. Sadness. Pain. Desperation. 

"Jungkook. This is Jimin's child. I-I umm I-I was p-pregnant, yes. After we went our separate ways... I found out I was pregnant shortly after, but-bu-but lost the child." I look at the ground avoiding his reaction. It was painful to even think about. 

"I know." Jungkook looks down into his lap. He looked upset and disappointed. 

"I found out when I had all your details sent to me. I didn't realise... I'm sorry Seol. I-I'm truly sorry. I didn't-" Jungkook's words struggle to form. I give him an understanding look to show him to drop the topic. 

"It's alright Jungkook. I think I've gotten over it now." I look down to my stomach trying not to let the tears fall. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He pulled the covers away and continuously whispered 'I'm sorry' to me. He pulled me into his embrace as I soak his shirt with my tears. 

*8am*

"I want him gone by tonight, you understand Seol?! This isn't a joke! We are putting ourselves and Mango especially, in danger! Do you not see that?" Jimin warned me as he got changed for work. Spraying cologne on himself and making sure he looks good in the mirror. 

"Okay... Jimin. I will make sure he's gone by tonight. I promise." 

"Good. I'll see you later okay baby? Have a good day." He kissed my head and made his way out of the door, heading to work.

Jungkook was still in the guest room. I made some food for him to enjoy while i played and made Mango some food.

"Mango, should we go to the park today? We can go on the swings together?" I crouched to her level and happily asked her.

She shook her head excitedly and jumped up and down in joy. 

While I was talking to Mango, Jungkook walked out of the room, making direct eye contact with me. The tension in the room rose, and I didn't know what to do.