Their Angel

Tricked

"So, let's make a deal." I said, sitting on the couch, sitting face to face with the devil himself. Jimin left side of his lips tugged upward at my oh so familiar statement and rested one of his arms on top of the chair he was sitting on. "Don't we always?" He said. By this time I had gotten used to his way of things and attitude so I wasn't really scared of him like the first time. "I want to know how you drank my blood the first time. I want the memory back." Jimin snorted and looked at me. "I really don't think you want to know that." I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms. "And why not? You've made countless deals with me before and didn't care." I cut. "Those were silly questions I couldn't care less about. This is different." I rolled my eyes. "How so?" Jimin put his hands up in defense. "All I'm saying is that you're not going to like it." "What do you want in return?" I said, brushing aside his comment. Jimin walked over, inspecting me as he did. "How about you allow me to take you away." I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Where too?" Jimin stopped a little to the side of me and put his hands in his pockets. "My other home." I widen my eyes and stood up. "What? The underworld?" Jimin nodded. "If you want the memory so badly then you'll comply." I shook my head. I wanted to know, but not that badly. He's crazy if he thought I would give myself up that easily. I'll just wait until it comes back to me in my dream. "It's not worth it." I said. Jimin smiled and bent down, taking one hand out of his pockets and grabbing the tip of my chin lightly, making me look at him. "Hmmm, how about all your memories that you've lost in the last five months and then some." He said, smirking. Wait, is he serious? "You would give me all my memories back?" Jimin came closer, a serious look suddenly plastered on his face. "Ya, I've had my fun with you and don't think that you'll eventually get your memories back even if you say no."

"I wasn't thinking that." I lied, getting a little nervous at how this was going. Jimin frowned at me. "I know you were. Don't lie to me. I'll just make you forget everything again if you don't agree, so you can say goodbye to those little 'dreams' you've been having." He let go of me. "Hopefully you don't think by chance that you've been getting that information back to you. I've been controlling what memories you got and at what time this whole time."

"You lied about the hypnosis wearing off didn't you." I said, it wasn't a question, but a statement, and watching as Jimin laughed coldly, standing up again, he already gave me the answer. "Of coarse I did. How else do you think that you've never been told critical information from the past?" He was right and I finally realized his plan after all this time. The headaches, the dreams, the everything. It was Jimin. He's been pulling the strings behind the curtain, even making me want to know more about my past without having to wait. All the little deals that we've been making has all lead up to what he really wanted. Me. And I had stupidly fallen for it. Shit. Now I wished I had told Namjoon about him the first time I had visited him. I instant got up, trying to run away, but Jimin grabbed me by the waist, pulling me towards him. "What? Are you scared of me now?" He laughed softly as he dug his hands into my side. "Stop it, you're hurting me." I gasped. He lighten his fingers, but only a little. "So what's it going to be?" He asked, knowing full well I couldn't get out of this. He had cornered me. If I didn't comply he could take away all my memories again and I would have to start all over. I had to go with him. It was the only way. "Fine" I mumbled, not daring to look at him, but looking at the ground coldly. "I'll go with you." Jimin cockily smirked and used one of his hands to shake my head a little to make my look at him. "Perfect, now be good and look into my eyes." He said as his eyes turned a bright red.
(14years ago)
-"Ara, this is the boy from the neighborhood." My mom said. I smiled really big at the little boy hiding behind my father legs and looking at the wall. I held out my hand. "Hi, what to be friends?" I asked bluntly, but I just watched him mumbled a few words that I couldn't make out and I looked at him confused. "He's a little shy." My mom whispered to me. I instantly went over and linked arms with him. "This neighborhood is sooooo boring with just me and Namjoon. You should play with us too." The boy, finally looked at me for the first time since he entered the house, smiled a little. "Ok." He said. "My name is Jimin."
(6 years ago)
"Hey Ara!" I turned my head and saw Namjoon running my way. I tugged on my backpack nervously and smiled as he came up to me. "Hey" Namjoon huffed out a few breathes and smiled back. "Come with me." He said, grabbing my hand instantly and pulling me outside the school. I felt my face heat up and I mentally slapped my checks. Ok Ara, don't make a fool of yourself I thought determinedly as he walked up to a group of three guys. Namjoon stopped both of us in our tracks. "Ara, I want you to meet my friends: Hoseok, Jin and Taehyung. They're just like me.""All like you, as in angels?" I said, widening my eyes. Namjoon nodded happily. "It's nice to meet you." Jin said, smiling. I smiled back and watched as two other guys smiled mischievously. "Hey, Namjoon. You didn't say that you guys were dating?" Hoseok said, looking at both of us. I blushed a deep red and saw Namjoon shake his head really fast. "We're not." He stuttered, obviously embarrassed too. "Then why are you guys holding hands." Taehyung laughed, his rectangular smile showing all his white teeth. I quickly looked down and saw that Namjoon hadn't let go of my hand yet.-
(Four years ago)
-"Ara?" Namjoon said as we walked down the hallway together. "Ya?" I said, looking at him, his dimples showing as he smiled down at me. "There's this new movie coming out tomorrow you know....." Namjoon started to say.  I nodded my head excitedly, remembering that the movie has been said to be the most anticipated one of this year. "I know. I really want to go see it." I beamed. Namjoon smiled even more. "How about you see it with me then?" He asked, a hint of red peeking into his cheeks as he kept smiling, waiting for my answer. I looked at him happily. "Sure, we always go do thing together so it will be fun" I smiled, oblivious to what he was getting at. "Its a date then ." Namjoon said, watching my face for the reaction he was hoping for. My smile faltered a bit and I widen my eyes,big. "A date" I stuttered, completely surprised. I felt my face heat up. Namjoon slowly nodded.  "Ya. I like you, so I'm asking you on a date." I started to shake nervously as I finally realized that Namjoon was finally asking me out. He looked at me a little confused, seeing me act a little strange. "Do you not want to go out with me?" He asked, bending down a little to look at me face. I put my hands up in defense and started to wave them rapidly. "No, no. I really like you too." I said, smiling big. At that Namjoon grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. "Great, I'll pick you up at seven then." He smiled.
(One year ago)
-I hurriedly walked down the street and to my best friends house. Jimin had texted me saying that he had to tell me something. It sounded important so I raced over as quickly as I could. I knocked on the door three times and waited for Jimin to answer. After about ten seconds Jimin opened the door. "Hey, come on in." He said, moving aside for me to walk in. "Thanks." I casually strolled into the house and  immediately flopped on the couch. "So, what was it that you wanted to ask me." I asked, getting comfortable. Jimin smiled and sat down set to me. "Well, um, I wanted to talk to you about our relationship." I raised and eyebrow in confusion. "We're best friends." Jimin nodded. "Ya, but, um, I don't really want to be best friends anymore though." He spoke, his voice becoming softer immediately. I put my feet down and scooted towards him. "What? Why don't you want to be friends with me anymore. Did I do something?" I asked frantically, moving my hands in different directions. Jimin shook his head no again. "It's not that..." "Then what is it?" Jimin looked kind of nervous as he played with his hands. "I want to be more then friends Ara." He whispered. I frowned and was instantly crushed inside at what he was saying. I had already known that Jimin had feelings for me, it was obvious, but I was hoping it wasn't why he had called me over. I was dating Namjoon now and was happy. I let my eyes down cast to my shoes, letting Jimin anxiousness fill the room. "Jimin." I started, hating myself for doing this. "I'm sorry, but I can't. You know I'm with Namjoon." I mumbled. I really didn't want to hurt my closest friend like this. Jimin took my hands in his lightly and I looked up at him surprised. "I know. I just couldn't take not telling you... And I thought that if I told you I've liked you since we met you would dump him and go to me." He mumbled, half joking. I frowned and squeezed his hands slightly. "I'm sorry." Jimin nodded and let go, sighing loudly as he crashed back into the couch, his mood changing completely. "Well, that didn't go as bad as I planned." He laughed, trying to make a joke out of the situation. I smiled halfheartedly, knowing that the tension was over a little bit and jumped a few paces on the couch and laid my head on his shoulder. I felt Jimin tense and look down at me. "I thought you said you didn't like me?" He stuttered. "I'm not going to change what we already do just because of this. You're still my best friend." Although I couldn't see him I knew he was smiling because he draped his arm around me and grabbed the remote on the nearby table. "Ok, then how about a movie?"