LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

64.Goodbye Jungkook

Taehyung was in the middle of his shoot when he received constant phone calls from an unknown number. He was about to switch off his phone, but he furrowed his brows once he received a text message from the unknown number: "It's about Jimin."

Taehyung's face darkened, and he started dialing the number.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Kim, it's Cha Eunwoo from the Seoul Police Station, K2 Department. Your husband Jimin's uncle has escaped from prison. We suspect he will come after your-"

Eunwoo couldn't complete his sentence as Taehyung disconnected the call and rushed towards his car, leaving the director and the crew members watching him speed away.

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Y--ou?" Jimin whispered, his voice barely audible.

His uncle grinned, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Hello, Jimin. Long time no see."

"How did you escape from prison?" Jimin backed away.

"I have my ways, baby! Look at you. Being all healthy, pinkish skin, and a baby bump already?" he grinned, causing Jimin to hide his bump with the bag.

"Taehyung will be here any minute. You better run away and pray that he won't kill you," Jimin said, nervous but trying to show he wasn't afraid.

"Is that so? Then let me have a little game with you until he arrives." His uncle smirked, causing Jimin to turn on his heel.

Just as he reached the door, a strong hand grabbed his arm, yanking him back. He cried out in pain and fear as his uncle's grip tightened. "You're not getting away that easily," his uncle sneered.

Jimin struggled, using all his strength to try and break free. "Let go of me!" he shouted, his voice filled with desperation.

His uncle's grip only tightened. "You should have known better than to think you could escape."

"You are hurting me. What do you want from me?" Jimin cried as the grip tightened.

"What I want from you? Seriously? Can you imagine me being in prison for six months? Do you know how I survived while you were here, being all chubby and carrying that monster's child? It's all happened because of you. How can I set you free, you little whore" With that, he threw Jimin into the glass dining table, causing him to fall down.

His uncle's cruel laughter filled the room as he loomed over Jimin, a look of twisted satisfaction on his face.

"You see, Jimin," his uncle sneered, "no one is coming to save you. You're all alone."

Jimin's heart pounded with fear and anger. He couldn't let his uncle win. Summoning all his strength, he tried to stand, but his body was weak and trembling.

"TAEHYUNG, SAVE ME!" Jimin suddenly shouted, causing his uncle to panic. He quickly turned around to glimpse Taehyung. But no, there was no one. Jimin had tricked him.

His uncle was about to slap Jimin, but the latter was missing.

"This li-ahhhh!" his uncle yelled in pain as Jimin hit him with the fire extinguisher and sprayed the smoke on him, causing his uncle to cough and collapse on the floor.

Jimin dropped the fire extinguisher and ran out of the mansion, his heart pounding. He didn't look back, only focused on getting as far away as possible. His body ached from the fall, and tears streamed down his face.

The rain was pouring continuously but He ran and ran, not knowing where to go. The streets were a blur of lights and sounds, but he didn't stop. He felt lost and scared. His legs moved on their own, and before he knew it, he was standing in front of his Ex-boyfriend, Jungkook's home.