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The hum of the car engine filled the hollow hole of emptiness and sorrow with a mixture of strength and richness. The heavy raindrops falling from the pitch-black sky, which landed on the speeding car sent a loud clicking sound through their ears. The sound of the wipers pushing away the large mass of water from the car window made a low bitter sound that sent shivers down the spine of anyone listening. An addictive hand caressed the warm skin of the passenger, who was lying completely out of her mind and sleeping on the car door, not noticing a thing.

The car was filled with an aroma of regret and hatred. Hate over the man in the backseat, shot and dying, but not completely gone. Remorse over a loving incident, a kiss, between victim and helper. A tragedy - what would happen next, when you woke up? Would he do the most horrible things, hurt the man who helped you through all the pain? What happened to your first friend? - These were the questions circling your mind like a flock of ravens.

A pair of seductive eyes glazed to your sleeping figure countless of times. You got goosebumps bye his gentle touches on your thigh. Your heavy eyelids slowly opened, blinking continuously trying to get used to the bright headlights, shining up the dark road. The first thing your eyes caught were the sight of rain pouring through the bright light from the car.

Your eyes slowly fell to your thigh as you felt a big hand gently gripping to your skin, caressing your inner thigh with his thumb. A confused frown appeared on your face, tracing your eyes up the arm of whoever the driver may be. You squinted your eyes as they were still a bit blurry from dried out tears.

At first, you couldn't quite compromise of who this person might be, but you had your thoughts. You tilted your head in confusion as your blurry sleepy eyes still couldn't get the picture of the manly figure driving the car one handed. But just as he spoke, your eyes widened in fear. Your breath hitched up and you felt your head suddenly stinging in pain, remembering every moment of how you ended up here. You heard the raspy husky voice of a feared familiar man, the man who got you to where you are.

"Did you sleep well baby girl?" he said with a grin, smirking at your frightened reaction for his presence while staring you in the eyes. You murmured his name under your breath while fear filled your entire body. Which formed a lump in your throat, making it difficult to breathe. His hazel brown eyes slowly tracked from your wet blue eyes to your parched lips due to lack of hydration. He noticed with close eyes the dried skin and chapped lips. He gulped watching your fear filled body but continued playing his fearful role. He just couldn't turn soft this easy, but your cute face made it hard for him to stay cold.

"J-Jungkook? W-What are y-you doing here?! W-What have you done?!!" you stuttered, drying out the tears rolling down your chin with your small shaking fingers. He didn't respond, just sighed and turned his gaze back to the road, not removing his hand from your thigh. You quickly realised his hand was still caressing your inner thigh, so with a quick move you pushed his hand away. He clenched his jaw in anger that he couldn't hold on to you, but didn't say anything as he didn't want to tension up the already bad relationship you both held.

Slowly, your head turned to the back seat as you saw a human figure leaning to the door of the car. But before you could look closely, a strong grip to your jawbone forced your head to look back at the road.

Jk: "Don't look little one. He's not dead, yet, until I have finished my work at home." He said with a commanding voice, clenching his fist hard to the steering wheel making his knuckles turn white. You understood at once who he talked about, as you remembered he had thrown Namjoon into the back seat of his car before knocking at your door, trying to brake into your house. Which he clearly managed to do.

Yn: "P-Please, don't k-kill him Jungkook. He d-didn't do anything." You stuttered while shrinking your body as much as you could, as you felt extremely vulnerable in his presence. His eyes darkened from your protective word, pleading him to spare Namjoon. He didn't answer, just poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue and continued driving. Your thoughts welled up in your head, asking yourself how you ended up in this situation.

"Why me, why is it always me!? How did I end up in this situation?! How did it go from dreaming of a life as an actor, to not knowing if I will live in the future... Clearly Jungkook won't let me leave him." You thought while closing your eyes from the stinging pain of your aching head. Carefully you begun to massage your temples. Trying to ease the stabbing pain, which felt like your head would blow up at any moment. Your body pressed towards the car door, as you tried to stay as far as you could from that psychopath who had hurt the only people who cared for you. Your eyes glanced up at him, which he noticed making him look back at you with a confused expression, waiting for you to speak.

Yn: "Who are you?" you asked him with a low voice, almost whispering. He chuckled darkly before returning his eyes back to the dark road. His dark laugh sends a cold chill down your spine.

Jk: "You want to know who I am? Sure, I will tell you. But first I want something in return little one."

"What d-do you mean?" you asked him

"Remember in the storage room, what we talked about before you left hmmm?" He spoke raising his eyebrows

"Y-yes" you stuttered

"Good, then... I want you to come sit on my lap baby girl."

"W-What?!" you asked him with shocked widened eyes, begging yourself that you had heard wrong. You watched him closely as he took of his seatbelt and reached his hand out to you, telling you to come in his embrace. His eyes darkened as you didn't respond to him, giving you chills through your body. You gulped before taking of your seatbelt too. A satisfied smile appeared on his face as he saw you obeying him. Hesitantly, you grabbed his hand and gingerly lifted yourself off the seat. You could feel his hand supporting your light body as you stood up from the car seat. Since you didn't have much energy left, you couldn't push yourself over to him, which he noticed. Without hesitation, he put his knee up against the steering wheel and used both of his hands to gently lift you onto his lap.

Jungkook's left hand tightly hugged around your stomach pushing your back closer to his chest, while he drove the car with his right hand. You felt a heavy head leaning on the crook of your shoulder, sniffing in your scent smelling like fresh shampoo and flowers, with a small hint of Namjoon's Cologne.

Jk: "Good girl" he whispered to your neck brushing his warm breath at your pale skin.

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