Love Beyond Chains | Enhypen Jake

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Nabi's POV

I can't believe he kissed me. And he even untied me! I'm not sure which one shocked me more. 

The kiss certainly took me off guard. Of all the things I could have expected Jay to do to me, kissing was not one of them. At first, the kiss he gave me was soft, then suddenly, it grew more intense. He kissed me as if he was desperately in need, and I was the only thing grounding him. 

Yet, at the same time, he also seemed scared. Scared is something I never thought I'd see Jay feel, but the desperation he conveyed made me believe he was scared of something. Scared that I'd leave. Scared that I would disappear. 

He's no longer here, and usually, I would be glad to see him gone. But this time, I wanted him to stay. I wanted answers. Why did he kiss me? Why did he untie me? But before I got a chance to even utter a word, he had sped out of the room.  

I sit there, still in shock. The ropes that bound my hands and feet now a forgotten heap on the floor. I look towards the door, half-expecting Jay to return. But the silence only leaves me disappointed.

Suddenly, a thought strikes me: I can leave. I might not be capable of leaving this place entirely, but I can at least leave the room. My hands and feet are free now, and the thought of standing up freely fills me with unexpected joy. 

A smile spreads across my face as I realize my newfound freedom. On shaky legs, I stand up slowly. I never thought I'd be so happy just to stand. 

I make my way towards the door, hope surging through me. As my hand grazes the doorknob and turns it, my excitement instantly deflates.

The door is locked from the outside. 

A bitter laugh escapes me. I can't believe I allowed myself to have so much hope. I should have known better than to expect to be suddenly freed. I slide to the floor, my back against the door. I put my head into my hands and allow myself to cry. I let the tears that I've worked so hard to hold back fall. 

I can't believe I let myself get carried away. I had let hope trick me into believing things could change, and now I was right back where I started, feeling defeated and trapped.

After a while, my tears begin to slow, and I take deep breaths to calm myself. I wipe my face with the back of my hand, trying to gather my thoughts. Jay had acted so out of character, and his abrupt departure left me with more questions than answers. What was he afraid of? Why had he kissed me like that? What did it all mean?

I stand up again and sit on the bed across the room. I lay down, staring up at the bare ceiling. I have so many questions, yet none had answers. 

Suddenly, I hear a creaking sound from the door. I sit up quickly, expecting to see Jay. Instead, I see Jake staring at me, concern in his eyes. "Why are you here?" I ask.

"He untied you." His eyes aren't on me. Instead, his gaze is fixed on the ropes in the corner of the room.

"Yes," I reply. "Yes, he did."

He nods but doesn't say anything else. Instead, he walks over to me, sitting down at my side. Together, we sit in comfortable silence, each occupied by our own thoughts. Jake's presence is a comforting contrast to the turmoil I feel, but it doesn't erase the confusion swirling in my mind.

After a few moments, Jake finally speaks, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I respond quickly. Perhaps too quickly.

Jake studied me, not convinced. "I saw Jay leave earlier. What happened?"

I pause. Should I really tell him? Well...it wouldn't hurt to tell him the truth, right? "He," I hesitate. "He kissed me."