My Personal Trainer《BTS JIMIN FANFIC》

Chap. 40: ¡FOUND!

-Jina POV-

It's been 2 weeks.

2 agonizing, stressful weeks.

My brother missing..and my boyfriend being extra caring for me since I told him the news, which is kinda getting annoying. But thankfully he hasn't said anything absurd such as give me his heart.

I wouldn't accept it.

I wouldn't accept a lot of things regarding my death.

I just hate everything.

I didn't even celebrate my birthday.

Jimin and the others tried to..but with the crisis going on. I didn't even enjoy it.

I've been crying myself to sleep every night, when I shouldn't be.

I should be happy I'm out of that shit hole and have custody over Jungkook.

But he isn't fucking here.

He's still missing.

I'm not even the same anymore.

I come to school, deal with bullshit then head back home. Which is the gym. It's the only thing my parents left behind so I'm staying there until I find a real home.

I still see Jimin, Hobi, the fellas, even Tony. They're all very supportive but I'm just really...drained out.

Knowing that my brother could possibly be getting tortured or starving right now is really...it really bugs me.

I can't even eat right without thinking if he's eaten.

Police are trying their best to figure out where Serena is. Turns out The Slayer is in on it too. He hasn't come to school and he's Serena's acquaintance.

I got detention the other day because I beat the shit out of her friends.

I'm about to go crazy

It's been two fucking weeks! Thats too fucking long. I need to find my baby brother.

Tonight I plan on going out and looking for him myself.

But where would I start?

People said they've seen the black car around the woods.

Maybe he's held hostage in a cabin or something? I just have to figure it out.

People are starting to say he's dead.

But I doubt them because I know he's alive. I can feel it. I can sense his senses. And it tells me he's holding up.

Although I don't know for how much longer...

Which is why I gotta work fast.

-text message-

'From Jimin: You holding up well?'

I didn't bother texting back, I'm literally just sick of everything.

"Hey, Jina." He sat across from me.

"Hey Hobi.." I played with my food tray.

"The guys and I are gonna chill at the dance studio later, you should come by. Have some fun."

"No thanks Hobi, I'm heading to the gym afterwards."

To prepare for tonight. I'm seeking out to find Jungkook.

He put his hand over mine, "I know you're hurting, but the police-"

"The police haven't found shit. It's been 2 weeks and I can't think straight."