Y/N's POV
"Are you happy now?" I questioned
"Quite the opposite, except moreso than before" she responded "for fucks sake." She muttered and mumbled words of distaste and spite
I remained silent. Unsure of how to respond, unsure of what was going through her head.
Suddenly, her posture jolted, a new energy surrounding her.
She looked around, determined.
I followed her gaze every time. There wasn't a lot of furniture in here. Not much of anything. It seemed to be a spare room, past the living-room, but right next to a downstairs bathroom.
I couldn't tell you where we were, I was unfamiliar with this room. The few times I've been in this house before, I've never seen this place.
"Follow the pipe your tied to if you can." She suggested, I guess her movement was limited due to whatever she's been through or however she's tied up
"What's the point?" I asked as I followed the metal pipes
"Something- just anything." She responded
When I got to the location where the pipes were no longer visible, I looked around as much as I could "a bench around the corner" I responded
"Could you get there?" She asked "or close enough?" She asked a follow up question
"Close enough" I said and began moving, however when I got there, my hands were in a very uncomfortable position, almost like one wrong move could snap both my wrists "this is as far as I can go in this position." I said
"Can you reach the leg of the table, with your legs or anything?" She asked
"I can make a good attempt" I said
"If you can, drag it towards you, try and get yourself out first." She said
"And do what? We're outnumbered, even if we get out, we're going to get hurt or killed." I said
"At least it won't be your choice that lead to such events." She shrugged "and I've never seen you give up so quickly." She seemed shocked, entertained but somehow still disappointed all at once
"Yeah well, you gave up to just a minute ago, before you got the sudden urge to be free." I shrugged
"Well stop." She said "out of us two, you need to make it the most, but that won't happen if you make a choice. So how about we give ourselves a third choice, and kill him and his goons first?" She said "but to make that happen, you need to move that bench closer to us now."
I did as I was told but it was a painful process "if I move it any further, my wrists actually will snap." I said
"Can you reach anything on there?" She asked
Instead of replying I just kicked the bench over, tons of tools and other random weapons fell out of it "now I can, take your pick, assuming you know more about these crazy tools than I do." I said
"Do you know how to lock pick?" She asked
"I'm rusty, but yes." I said
"Use a make-shift one, you have small knives, large knives and other pieces of natal you can use" she said
"Walk me through how to make one." I said
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Similar Motives~ (Kim JiU x Fem reader)
FanfictionSimilar pasts, different lives (or are they as different as they seem?) The same common enemy. Minji and Y/N seek out vengeance against those who have hurt them and their beloved, what happens when they cross paths? Do they help each other, or do...
