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Luna POV

"Alright then, we'll be going then!" The deep voice guy said.

"YOONGI!" The other soft voice yelled.

"What? Do you expect us to stay and get caught? We've been running all these years and I don't expect to get caught just yet." I heard footsteps walking away and another walking behind them. I couldn't help but sigh at the quietness in the kitchen. So much has happened today.

"Will you be alright?" I heard the soft voice guy say as he walked up to me.

"Of course! I've lived by myself for years now. I'll be fine. Like I said if you need the money-" I was cut off by his kind words.

"We're not taking anything from you. Here." He grabbed my hand putting a cellphone in my hand.

"There is only one number in there. This phone does nothing else but call this number so you should be able to use it...even in your condition." He said. I couldn't help but touch the phone in my hand as I smiled hopefully to his face.

"What's your names by the way?" I asked.

"I'm Jungkook. The grudge guy with the bad attitude is Yoongi." He replied. Jungkook. I like it.

"I'm Luna. Lee Luna. I do hope one day we can meet again."

"I would like that, but maybe on better terms too." He let out a small laugh before Yoongi called out his name again.

"Bye bye." I tried waving but it only probably made me look stupid.

"Bye Luna!" Jungkook said. As I heard the door closed I went back to eating my food like nothing ever happened.

"Thank you Yoongi and Jungkook for visiting me." I said to myself. I felt a smile creepy along my face as I grabbed my water bottle.

After a hour Jackson finally arrived at my house. A few minutes ago I made sure to pull my curtains down and flip the tv over making it look like a real criminal was here.

"Are you okay?" Jackson asked as I grabbed the leftover dishes placing them into the sink. I held everything inside of me to not reach over and grab a frying pan and hitting him.

"I'm fine. They just took a few things and left. Nothing much. I was just so scared Jackson! I felt like people were watching my every move! Almost like I was being recorded!" I pretend to cry in Jackson's arms as he just stood still. He's probably shock.

"Re-record is a unique word to use during a home invasion? Why record?" His words were unsteady as he backed away from me.

"Because I know what you did last summer." I whispered.

"What?" He questioned chuckling a bit.

"WHEN I ASKED YOU TO CLEAN MY WALLS YOU PUT UP SOME DAMN CAMERAS TO WATCH ME!!!" Man it felt good to scream. So much was building in I couldn't help but let it out before I really explode.

"I-I...Well there is no point of lying. Yeah I did. So what! You never could feel the love I had for you! Every time I tried asking you out you either changed the subject or completely ignored me. I was getting tired of it Luna! Tired of your selfish behavior! Oh pity me here, I'm blind. Pity me here, I'm helpless. I'm fucking tired of you!" His screams were more powerful than mine. So powerful it seemed to not only echo through the house but my heart as well.

"I-I-" I felt my chest being ripped out right before me, by the last person I had. The last person I loved...

"Oh shut up! See! You are crying little kid!" I didn't even realize I was crying until he said something. I reached down grabbing the table for not only support but for emotional support. I felt something under my hand as I heard Jackson cursing himself out. I knew what it was the second I touched it. Jungkook and Yoongi...

I found myself hitting the button to hear the phone ringing. It's been awhile since I've heard a phone ring. I placed the phone to my ear to hear another soft voice. It wasn't Jungkook's or Yoongi's, but another.

"Hello." I tried speaking but the phone was ripped out my hands.

"Where the hell did you get another cellphone from? Huh Luna!" I felt Jackson grab my chin harshly before grabbing my arm pulling me with him.

"Jackson-" I stop talking when I felt Jackson pick me up. I felt the life drop out of me as Jackson body slammed me down on the kitchen table. I started screaming as I felt the kitchen knife slash my right arm.

"See, this is how it goes. I could kill you and blame it on those intruders." Jackson grabbed my leg completely dragging me off the kitchen table. I started crawling the table underneath me but screamed again when I felt the upper half of my body hit the cold wooden floor.

I'm going to die. I'm really going to die by the one person I thought I had left.

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So this is the fourth chapter. I cut off here since it's pretty late. Hopefully that's okay.

                            Anyways,
                       Thanks for reading!

                            Anyways,                       Thanks for reading!

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