Mental | Jungkook

Chapter 23

Now I'm afraid of seeing him again.. afraid he might do it again and make it worse, or even more.. kill me.

No..

"NO!" I said myself.

You're a brave girl who isn't scared of anything, and a guy like him isn't going to ruin it. Stop being a wimp and stay strong, it just happened once. It's not like anything bad will happen again right? I'll just stay closer to the guards and everything will be alright!

When I finished with everything, I was feeling a little better after thinking through things. I unlocked the door and saw Jiyoung sitting a few meters away, she looked at me and got up.

"Everything okay yeah?" She asked me.

I nodded.

"Everything's fine!" I told her.

"A-Are you having second thoughts about having this job?" She asked slowly while poking her two index fingers together.

"I honestly don't know" I admitted. "Oh please! Give it another chance! This usually never happens, I mean, look at me! I worked here for about a year and I'm perfectly fine" she said.

True though, she seemed really happy about working here, why was I thinking about the disadvantages and never the advantages?

"Plus.. you're fun to have around, unlike the other people who work here, I actually like talking to you" she scratched her head. "Aww that's sweet!" I said to her and gave her a hug.

"I guess I'll it a chance"

When the manager found out about the situation, he apologized and took care of the guy deal with him.

I smiled about it, but at the same time I felt sorry for him because he was sick and him acting like that is the reason he's here in the first place.

The manager told me I was allowed to go home early because of this incident and told me to come tomorrow. I thanked him and began to make my way home.

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As I was in bed, I thought about everything that happened today, about how everything was going perfect until that incident..

I was having thoughts on if this job was a good idea in the first place and I should just quit to avoid trouble like this, but then I realised this IS a mental hospital, it's full of these kind of people. I guess I felt sorry for them.

Then I remembered something.. he called me Mia.. that must be the reason he was giving those death stares.

I tried so much to get my mind off of him but he was the reason I couldn't sleep at night. Usually I sleep very peacefully but tonight, all I could think of is him strangling me while air was escaping my lungs as I begged for oxygen.

I lifted my head up and looked around the room... just to make sure.. in case I have intruders.

I finally managed to fall asleep. But there was a dream with it. Oh, not just any dream, a nightmare!

That's just great!

It was about me resting just almost half asleep until he shows up and laughs while about to grasp my throat. I lifted my back from the bed and breathed heavily while grabbing my neck. Now he's showing up in my dreams?