Alpha King Jeon Jungkook || TZUKOOK

CHAPTER 47

"Why did you come? Tzuyu! I kept you in that house for a reason! Stubborn girl! I knew you were so fucking stubborn!" I controlled my tears so hard. I didn't even move my eyes to meet Grandpa's angry gaze. My whole body is aching and I just woke up a few minutes ago.

As soon as I woke up, Grandpa came and began to yell at me for coming here. I still couldn't even understand what happened.
It was Jungkook... he hurt me and still, my mind was filled with confusion not knowing how to believe or accept what happened to me.

What happened to him? Why was he acting in that way? He just literally... raped me. He has never been like that before. I covered my face with both my hands as I couldn't control my sobs. I don't know what Grandpa would think and I don't care either. And I'm not crying just because he shouted at me, I'm crying because of what I experienced. However, the most painful thing was that it was my husband who did it to me. I never expected he would ever treat me like that.

"Tzuyu, listen... look at me." I heard Grandpa. I slowly raised my head and looked up at him. I don't remember anything that happened after they injected Jungkook with something. I guess I also fainted due to the pain in my body. And then I woke up a little while ago in the room that Jungkook and I shared. The familiarness was comforting me when I woke up but now the comfort was nowhere to be found. Everything feels familiar to me but... the most important person to me isn't familiar anymore. Grandpa sighed and wiped the tears off of my face as he stared at me for a moment before speaking again.

"How are you feeling? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?" His words encouraged my tears even more. I shook my head. I don't want a doctor. I don't need anyone at this point... all I need is Jungkook. I need to know what's wrong with him. If nothing was wrong with him, he wouldn't have hurt me in that way.

"What's... what's wrong with him? Why was he like that?" The only question in my mind was this. I want an answer to this. The words Jungkook said while doing that to me were echoing in my head like a bad recorder and hadn't stopped yet. The more my mind reminds me of those words, the more my heart trembles with pain. It was all okay if he had ever treated me like that, but he had never done something like that before. He was a man who knew how to stop when I said no. He knew how to control himself and do everything without hurting me. I closed my eyes and let the tears roll down my face before opening them to look at Grandpa.

"He's alive... Why did no one tell me that? Why didn't anyone bother to tell me that he's alive?" I aimed another question at him, causing pain in my heart.

"No one told you because your Jungkook isn't alive! How naive are you? How can you not understand? He isn't Jungkook. Not my grandson, not your husband, and not your children's father!" My mind fell to the weakest point that it could ever fall, and so did my heart. I didn't have any words to say because I lacked words after hearing Grandpa.

All I could do was stare at him with an empty expression. What did he mean? What did he mean by that Jungkook isn't alive? Seeing my confused stare, Grandpa sighed and sat on the edge of the bed rubbing the back of his neck. His face was filled with seriousness. What did I not know about Jungkook? What were they hiding from me? I want to know... I just literally want to know everything about my husband.

"There's been a demon in his body ever since he was a child. We tied that demon making him unable to come out but with Jungkook's death, the demon had been freed from the spell we used to tie him up. Jungkook used to lose control and kill people who were in prison. But all those actions stopped when he got Ayaan. He became calm and didn't lose control and I guessed that he was fully healed after you came into his life and now this happened..."

What did I just hear? What am I feeling? Why isn't my heart beating like it used to? So slow and so weak... I felt my lips quivering and my hands trembling. The strength I had a minute ago has left my body leaving me like a dead body. A demon? After Jungkook's death, the demon came out. I clutched my chest, unable to endure the pain. He was suffering from something like that?

His smile appeared in my mind, ripping my heart into tiny pieces. I just got to know something I never knew. Jungkook isn't alive... that was the demon... the demon was in his body. So... he's dead? My mind screamed but I found I was stunned and couldn't even make a sound. I closed my eyes trying to rip my soul from the shocked and unexpected truth I just got to know. But I failed to do so. I shook my head not wanting to believe anything Grandpa just said. But at the same time, my heart knew Grandpa would never lie to me about something like that.

"I lost my son, daughter-in-law, and now my grandson... I've lost everything and I only have you and two children, so listen to me and go back until I take you here." Emotions surged into me and gave me the strength to cry louder. I didn't hold back as I cried loudly. The unexpected pain was terrible and I can't bear it... I feel as if I'm going to die. I'm struggling near my death.

"I... I need to see him... please... I need to see him..." I held Grandpa's hands and begged. I need to look him in the eye and ask if my Jungkook is still there. I need to know if there's a way to get Jungkook back. Maybe, I should go and find Sana. But before anything, I need to see him. No matter how dangerous it is, I need to see him. He didn't kill me like he had killed all the people, he hurt me and it was just sex so I want to know.

"I need to see him! Please... let me... don't say no to me." He sighed.

"Aren't you scared?" It was his question. I shook my head. Why would I be scared? I'm not scared... I just love him so much and can't even think about a life without him.

"I'm not... I'm not scared... I'm sure that he won't kill me" I forced a smile. Grandpa got up from the bed and stared out of the window for a moment before giving his hand to me. I took his hand and got up from the bed ignoring the sourness and pain all over running through my legs. I realized that I was wearing a nightgown. I don't know who changed my clothes and I don't want to think about it either. The only thing I have in my mind right now is Jungkook. He led me to the third floor and stopped in front of a room that I'd never seen before. He didn't open the door for me to go in immediately, he just stared at the door for a moment and lowered his head glancing at me.

"He's chained. Don't release him from his chains even if he asked you to."

He's chained... My heart tightened. I nodded at Grandpa and he opened the door for me to walk in. With the faint light in the room, it was easy for me to spot him. He was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall with his head lowered but realizing someone was there, he raised his head and looked at me. The red eyes stared into mine without a hint of gentleness. I wasn't scared... I just stepped near him and knelt on the floor in front of him keeping a proper distance between us.

"Jungkook... can you recognize me?" my question must be such a stupid one but I asked him. His sharp gaze could cut me to pieces but I had to ignore the signs of his anger. His legs were chained alone with one hand. I drew my hands closer to him and touched his free hand. He's warm... he's alive but why isn't he my Jungkook?

"Mmm... are you angry at me?" I asked him. His eyes were still glaring at me in the same way but I had to keep my mind out of that part. Suddenly he grabbed me by the hand that I was touching him with. He was holding my wrist tightly. It was easy for him to break my wrist if he used a little more of his strength to hold me.

"What the fuck do you want?" He asked. He didn't just ask, he just almost growled at me.

"I... I want you. I want you to go back with me. Ayaan is waiting to see you and... and our daughter. You weren't even there for me when I gave birth to her. You promised to come! Don't you want to see her? She's beautiful. She has my hair just like you wanted, however, her eyes are like yours. But she's really beautiful, Jungkook..." His eyebrows twitched. I didn't miss the way his expression changed as if he was experiencing something painful. I moved a bit closer to him and cupped his face. I know you aren't dead Jungkook... just like you tied the demon in you, now the demon has tied you up in here. If you are dead the demon should also have died.

"I named her Yuna... She's adorable when she smiles. She will be such a fine lady when she grows up." I whispered, making him shut his eyes as if he wasn't ready to face or hear my words. He couldn't cover his ears because his one hand was chained while his other hand was gripping my waist.

To be Continued...