GANGSTER'S WIFE |Jungkook Fiction| Thriller Romance|WRITTEN BY sindhuj

chapter18 -Fighting for Survival

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The sound of the helicopter blades thrummed loudly in the air, the vibration of each turn sending a subtle tremor through the cabin. YN gripped the sides of her seat, her knuckles white as fear clawed at her chest. The island was shrinking behind them, but she was still tethered to it physically and emotionally. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease, the overwhelming panic that twisted in her stomach. Every breath felt shallow, every beat of her heart heavy with the unknown.

Sitting next to her, Neil noticed her nervousness. He gave her a reassuring glance, but there was no mistaking the gravity of the situation. YN had already been through so much pain, betrayal, and fear. Yet, here she was, on a helicopter, leaving the only place that had kept her safe from the chaos she left behind.

The medical professionals aboard the chopper had been monitoring her closely. They kept her stable, checking the drip on her IV and making sure she was comfortable, but there was only so much they could do. YN's hands were clammy, her breath uneven, her body a fragile shell that trembled with every mile they moved away from the island. The doctors, careful but efficient, went through the motions of their treatment, adjusting her IV, and speaking in quiet tones, but YN's mind was elsewhere. She was in a mental battle, fighting against the emotions threatening to consume her.

The helicopter veered, and the city skyline finally came into view, signaling that they were approaching their destination. But the sight of the tall buildings only made her feel smaller, the weight of everything she had left behind pressing down on her shoulders.

"Almost there," Neil's voice broke through her thoughts, but even his reassurance couldn't quell the rising tide of panic.

YN's chest tightened. The city below her seemed so foreign, so overwhelming, and she wasn't sure she was ready for what came next. But the medical staff kept her calm, checking her vitals one last time before they landed. She was barely holding it together, her mind swirling with a mix of dread and confusion. Had she made the right decision? Would Jungkook even want to see her?

As they descended, the sound of the helicopter's rotor slowed, the landing imminent. Her heart pounded, the nerves radiating through her as her grip on the armrests tightened further. It felt like time was slipping through her fingers.

Meanwhile, on the island, the rest of BTS was dealing with their own set of problems. They had been busy for hours with Michel's guards, trying to keep their presence unnoticed while figuring out their next move. They had little time to waste, and yet, the chaos of the island seemed to slow everything down.

Inside a makeshift command center, Jimin was sitting cross-legged on the floor, poking fun at everyone around him. His sharp wit was always at the ready, and despite the tension of the situation, he couldn't resist throwing a joke Jungkook's way.

"So, you think YN's going to remember you once she sees your face again?" Jimin teased, his grin wide as he raised an eyebrow. "Or are you just going to keep thinking about that one-time thing?"

Jungkook shot him a glare, trying to keep the rising anxiety in check. "Shut up, hyung," he muttered, though he couldn't help the chuckle that slipped from his lips. The tension was thick, but Jimin always had a way of lightening things, even when it wasn't the time for it.

Amid their banter, Jungkook suddenly stood up, his nerves bubbling over. Without warning, he began a silly, spontaneous happy dance, trying to distract himself from the whirlwind of thoughts racing through his mind. He flailed his arms in exaggerated movements, a goofy smile plastered across his face as if to laugh off the fear that had taken root in his chest.