No More Dreams (BTS ff)

Chapter 18

A/N: Last chapter. Important author's note at the end. please read that.

Jackson harshly slammed me down into the back of the van. When I heard the voice yell my name I felt my whole world stop, I threw punches and kicks at Jackson but he didn't let them phase him one bit. All Jackson did was laugh and pin me down to the bench in the van.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be." He whispered as his grip on my wrists got tighter. "We're gonna take you back to the house and you're going to work with us, you'll be the Ace that you used to be with the Kings or else."

"I'll never be that person again." My voice dripped with venom. "Let me go!" I yelled the last part as the sounds of the fight outside the van picked up. I couldn't see out the windows but from the sounds it couldn't be good. 

"Jackson we need your help, Now!" Mark's voice cut through the air.

"I'll be there in a second." Jackson pulled out some rope tying my hands together and to a handle in the car. "If I find out you escaped, you better hope you get so far away from here, because if I catch you. You'll have hell to pay."

"Fuck you." I growled out as I tried to get out of the ropes.

"Maybe later." He winked as he grabbed a gun from the trunk. "Right now I gotta shoot some of your friends." and like that he was gone. The lights in the van slowly faded away and I was left in complete darkness, listening to the fight wage on outside. I quickly found out Jackson sucks at tying ropes as I realized how loose they were. I quickly got out of them and chuckled at how easy it was. 

The happiness of getting out so quickly was immediately zapped out of me when I realized that I was unarmed and everyone outside of the van was armed and shooting. What am I gonna do? I thought to myself, my brain racing with ideas. I suddenly remembered Jackson grabbing a gun from the trunk and praised the lord when I found one back there still. 

Making sure the gun was loaded I got out of the van as sneakily as possible and was quietly praising the Lord when I saw that everyone was closer to the house. Luckily the sound of the guns crescendoing through the night covered up my footsteps and heaving breathing as I ran quickly to the house. I quickly found JImin and smiled to him as he did the same when he noticed me.

"Mara you really need to get in the house." He yelled over the noise

"No, I brought this on everyone. I'm gonna fight."

"Mara-"

"Stop! You can't change my mind." My voice full of steel finally shut Jimin up.

"Aw how nice." A voice came from behind me, "Why don't you go in the house Ace? We definitely don't want you to get hurt." JB stood there, gun raised and finger on the trigger.

"Shut the fuck up and just leave." I yelled also raising my gun to point at him.

"We aren't leaving till we get you." He was quick as his finger pushed the trigger and the deadly piece of metal flew through the air straight at me I was a little late but I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the pain, as I also set off my gun.

But the pain never came.

The cold metal never sunk into my skin causing red to blossom out of the wound and paint the ground.

Instead the unlucky Jimin had to jump in front of me and get the blow. I screamed at the sight before me. Jimin gripping his side as blood poured out and all over the ground, gasping for breath and clenching his jaw in pain. A few steps away JB was also on the ground but he didn't look wounded at all. Ignoring him I ran and kneeled next to Jimin.