Deranged | Jimin

Confusion

"Minjun is being released from the hospital today," Yunji said through the phone, "Do you want to try talking to him again?"

"Why would I?" I asked.

"What happened last time... You shouldn't leave things like that between you two."

"I don't want to see him again." I said that, but in truth I was really curious about why he freaked out when he saw me last time.

"I'm not forcing you to, but I think you need closure."

I sighed, Yunji really knew me best. "What time will he be discharged?"

-

I once again arrived with Yunji a the Busan Hospital, where Minjun had been staying. We decided that we should wait outside for him, since we didn't want to cause a scene inside the hospital incase what happened last time would happen again. We stood by the hospital door as I nervously awaited my ex-boyfriend.

"There he is." Yunji whispered to me, her gaze focusing on a person that just exited the hospital. I followed her gaze and saw that it was indeed Minjun... But he looked different. He was thinner, paler, and was less intimidating than he use to look.

I nervously walked up behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Minjun, it's me."

He slowly turned around, and his eyes widened when he saw me. He started speed-walking away from me.

"Hey! Minjun? Wait!" I sped up my pace to try to catch up to him. I put a hand on his shoulder to stop him but he suddenly turned around and slapped my hand away harshly.

"Get away from me!" He shouted. It attracted some looks from the passerby.

"Minjun, w-what's wrong?" I asked in confusion.

He suddenly grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me up so that I was forced to be on my tiptoe. "You did it."

"What are you talking about? What did I do?" I was utterly confused as I struggled to keep balance.

"Your tried to kill me didn't you, huh?" He stared at me menacingly.

"What, no! I didn't try to kill you!" I shook my head quickly.

"Then explain this," he pulled up his shirt and revealed a big scar, probably as a result of the surgery for his cracked ribs, "Why was I half dead right after meeting you?"

My brows furrowed, "You don't remember?"

"I remember seeing your face right before I passed out."

"I-I didn't do this!" I said shakily.

"Then who did!?" He yelled into my face.

"I-I.." I didn't know what to say.

He nodded with a crazed chukle, "I know you did it. I will get you back for this." He pushed me back and walked away.

"Yerin!" Yunji came to my side to steady me, "Are you okay? What happened?"

I looked at Yunji, still in disbelief, "He thinks I did it, Yunji. He thinks that I was the one that tried to kill him that night!"

"Is he crazy!?" Yunji exclaimed.

I huffed, "He probably is."

She sighed, "Let's just go home."

"Don't make me see him again, Yunji." I chuckled.

She shook her head, "I won't let you see that lunatic again."

-

I opened the door to Jimin's apartment, and there he was, watching tv on the sofa.

"Hey Jimin." I said. He gave me a greeting nod. "You know, I went to see Minjun just now when he got discharged from the hospital."

"And?"

I laughed, "He thinks I'm the one that tried to kill him that night."

Jimin looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "Really? What did he say?"

"I think you messed his head up. He said my face was the last thing he saw before he pass out so he's assuming that I beat him up." I chuckled again thinking of how ridiculous that image was, "Me beating him up? He's almost twice my size."

"Sometime size isn't everything in a fight." Jimin said.

"True." I nodded. Jimin managed to beat Minjun up yet he was no where as big as Minjun... Though Jimin did have good abs...

"Why are you smiling?" Jimin asked.

I quickly got rid of the smile in my face, "Nothing..."

"Um..." Jimin looked at me doubtfully.

"Gosh, stop it! It's nothing okay!" I pouted.

He chuckled, "Alright, if you say so. But if you want it, just say whenever-"

He was interrupted by me throwing my bag at him, which hit his chest and fell into the floor in front of him. "I said stop it! You're so annoying!" I shouted with a blush on my face.

He shrugged with a dirty smirk on his handsome face.

"Back to what I was saying," I slumped onto the adjacent sofa, "If Minjun is so sure I'm the culprit, why hasn't the police come after me yet?"

"He hasn't told the police." Jimin suggested.

"I guess... But he said he will get me back? What does that mean?"

"You should be careful." Jimin said. "Do you know if he has any ties to any gangs?"

"No, I don't. I don't really know much since I spend most of our 'relationship' trying to avoid him. But I wouldn't be surprised if he was in one."

Jimin nodded, "Just be careful from now on."