Deranged | Jimin

Confoundment

"Why does he want to see us again?" Jimin asked.

The thug shrugged and gestured again for us to follow him. I sqeezed Jimin's arm, and he nodded to me. We followed him to an adjacent street where a white van is parked and he told us to get in there. We complied. This time, he drove us to another old industrial building, situated more remotely than the one last time.

We were ushered into it. Inside, the whole floor was made into one room and it was quite empty save for the few chairs and tables scatted around. Jackson sat in one of them, flanked by a few malicious-looking men.

"Why do you want to see us?" Jimin said as we got into speaking range of Jackson.

Jackson stood up, "It's an emergency."

"What emergency?" I asked worriedly. Had there been news that Yoongi's death was just misinformation? Had something happened to Eunjung? Or was it related to FIRE?

"It's about Min Yoongi," Jackson said, and my eyes lit up. Maybe Yoongi really wasn't dead?

Before I could ask any further, a bunch of people suddenly ran into the building, surrounding us. The all had either metal pipes or knifes in their hands, and by the look of it, they were more that prepared to use them on us. Jimin immediately put an arm in front of me protectively. I looked around at the men staring at us in shock and confusion.

"What is this?" Jimin growled.

Jackson stepped froward as the men formed a gap for him. "Don't try to fight your way out of this. Come with us peacefully."

"What are you doing!?" Jimin reiterated aggressively.

"Don't resist, and I won't hurt you."

"You promised Yoongi-hyung we're safe here!" Jimin shouted.

Jackson laughed, "He is dead. There is no use in keeping a dead man's promise."

I saw Jimin's fists balled in rage. To be honest I was getting angry as well. I had trusted Jackson because he was a friend of Yoongi's, but now it turned out he was a persons that would turn his back on someone who trusted him. Maybe he was never Yoongi's true friend.

I could see Jimin wanted to fight, but it was obvious that there was no chance for us. We were two empty-handed people while they had more than ten weaponed men.

I quickly grabbed Jimin's fist and whispered to him, "Jimin, don't."

"He is a-"

"Choose your battle," I said, echoing the words Eunjung taught me a while ago.

That seemed to have done the trick. He relaxed a little and took a look around.

"Decided to come peacefully yet?" Jackson said.

I nodded at Jimin as reassurance. I put my hands up to show that I was surrendering, and Jimin reluctantly followed. I knew he was hating this as it was not in his prideful nature to give up, but I also knew this was our best option.