Bts Deceived [COMPLETED]

Chapter 18

LAURA'S POV
      The kidnapping was taking forever, which kinda gives me an indication that my city is pretty far away from this place. Jungkook and Emily apparently couldn't do their lesson unless they had more members to help out, so I was left with continuing on to Jimin's lesson. He tied my hands and pulled me by the hair. We went to the same shooting center that we did before, the one they owned. We didn't speak at all up until the class officially started.
      He untied me and handed me a fake gun, the same one as last time. Then he gave me the fake bullets. "Reload it, then shoot for the center of that circle." He said pointed to a circular canvas that was painted with red circles in the middle and the boarder.
      "Aren't those targets used for archery?" I asked.
      "Yeah, but no one's stopping you from shooting at it. Start. This is a review of what we went over last time."
      I thought about it before I began, recalling the previous lesson and replaying it in my head. I remembered what to do, so as quickly as I could, which was 11 seconds, I reloaded the gun. I aimed at the circle and pulled the trigger. It landed way to the right of my target. Jimin laughed.
      "That was really bad."
      I rolled my eyes. "How do I aim correctly?"
      "Your holding the gun wrong. Your left hand goes here, and your right goes here." He instructed, moving my hands to the right position. His hands were warm, smooth... And adorably small. "And remember if you want to shoot with one hand you use your dominant one."
      I nodded. He took the false weapon out of my hand and shot the target himself, directly in the center. Damn. "Lemme try, I think I got it." I say. I grabbed the gun correctly, aimed, and fired. It shot closer to the canvas this time, but not quite on it.
      "Keep practicing. Also, remember you're reloading needs to take at most 2 seconds long. You're really slow at it so far." I nodded. It took 7 more shots till I actually shot the edge of the canvas! I kept practicing, re-loading, shooting, over and over. I eventually shot the target every time, but no where near the center. I still had fairly horrible aim.
"Take a break. Here." Jimin said as he handed me a water bottle. I gladly accepted it and chugged most of it down. Before I could sit down, Jimin came up in front of me and hugged me.
"What the hell? Stop it." I say, trying to get out of his embrace. He only held me tighter, but in a way that didn't hurt. "Jimin stop. I already told you-"
"I'm sorry." He whispered into my ear, still not letting go of me. I kept my hand at my sides.
"No your not." I say.
"You're such a good person, you care so much about Nicole and what happens to her, and your mom and brother that your willing to ruin yourself to save them. You..." He hesitated. "You don't deserve this. I'm sorry." He continued hugging me, laying his head on my shoulder. I stayed silent.
"Nobody deserves this." I finally said.
He exhaled a brief laugh. "Some of us do."
"You're wrong. At this point, you've killed so many innocent people that you deserve to rot in hell. But before, I guess you deserved better too." I said.
"I'm sorry, Laura."
"Stop it," I push him away and look him in the eye. "Stop lying. If you were sorry you would let me go. You aren't sorry, your pitiful. And I don't want your fucking pity." We stare at each other for a few moments, in total silence.
"You don't believe me, but I honestly-"
"Don't give me that bull shit!!!" I yell. "I don't wanna hear it!" I looked into his eyes, but I didn't see the pitiful gaze I always get from other people. It's not like I can tell what someone is feeling by staring at their pupils, but he really looked sad. This bastard is always either in a good mood or mad as shit, but I've never seen him like this. When I see him, genuinely feeling guilty, I realize that he is a human too. Jimin is not some robot that doesn't feel anything. He has his own problems, too. He had issues and flaws like everyone else. He also had emotions, regrets...
      Before I could stop myself, I grabbed Jimin's wrist and pulled him to me. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight, just like he had done to me before.
      "I'm sorry too."