As I regain consciousness, I realize I am not at home. The mattress is too hard, it smells like rotting wood, and my comforter is much softer.
I slowly sit up as I crack my back. Looking around I see flowered curtains, flowered comforter, and flowered clothes.
Then and only then did I realize what I was wearing. A flowered and beige dress with a square lace neckline. Oh god oh god.
I fly out of bed and over to the door. Oh god it locked. I run over to the window. I see the giant tree with an empty noose. Oh god he's gone wtf is going on. I pace up and down the floor. Finally I get tired and lay down on the bed. But I couldn't sleep. I was scared shitless.
Yoongi P.O.V.
What am I going to do with her. Oh god. "Jimin! Don't even think about going in that room." I threaten him. He is such a flirt, wanting to act like a hero.😒 little brat.
Mack ji what am I going to do with you. You would never like me.. it's because I'm dead isn't it. If Mother were here she would know what to do.
Jimin P.O.V.
I'm pretty sure Hyung likes her. I mean, I like her. She's hot, who wouldn't like her?
I think I'll go sneak into her room. I glide up the stairs silently. Yoongi, being the protective type, was standing guard at the door. I get close enough to the door to touch the door knob.
"Jimin! Don't even think about going in that room." Yoongi scolds me.
Cock block. I silently walk away fuming. I will make her mine, if it's the last thing I do.
