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Chapter 11

Your hand is still shaking as you're trying to dial the number Jimin gave you. You try to calm your breath down to not type in the wrong number, but after that incident and possibly being searched for to be killed it's quite difficult.
As you press the last number and put the phone to your ear to hear it ring, you look around again to hopefully not see the man with the knive.
The suspense is killing you, it must be the fifth ring already and no answer on the other line. Does he not hear it?

~ Jimin POV ~

The music to DNA stops, everyone is out of breath like they always are after this intense choreography. „Well done! We're ready to perform." their choreographer says and claps in his hands, in a few days they're going to perform on a show.
„Ah Jimin, someone is calling you!" a girl that's responsible for the make up lets him know. „Thank you." he replies and walks over to his bag as he is drying the sweat off his neck and chest. His phone is laying on top of his bag and is showing an unknown number. He picks his device up and stares at it with furrowed brows for a short time, then presses the „accept" button and holds the phone at his ear. On the other side can heavy breathing be heard and what he assumes to be a shivering person as there's the sound of facric rubbing against each other. He doesn't say a word, he waits until the caller finally starts the conversation.

„Hello?"

„Yes hello, who are you and why do you call me?" Jimin asks stern while he puts his towel inside the bag and zips it up.

„Uhm.. is this Park Jimin?" the voice asks shakingly, but a faint smile can be heard.

His eyes widen as he recognizes the voice „Y/N? Why are you shaking?"

„Oh.. you can hear it even through the phone? Well.. it's a long story. So.. let me tell it to you if I'd survive this." she continues and laughs in a neevous way.

„If I would survive? What does that mean? Y/N, what happened?" he shouts and draws the attention of everyone in the room on him.

„I got robbed. And he threatened to kill me if I don't run away fast enough. Please Jimin, I am so sorry to ask tis of you, but could you send someone over? I didn't know the number of the police and am calling from a cell phone but don't have enough money for a second one, or can..."

„Describe your surroundings." he cuts her off, he knows there are only a few cell phones around South Korea, so he might know where she is if she describes it.

„Uhm.. there are a lot of buildings here, they all look the same. No trees. There is a fountain here, an angel with trompet on top and.."

Again, Jimin cuts her off, not wasting time as he knows her call time is limited. „That's enough. Stay on the line."

„What's wrong?" Hoseok worriedly asks as Jimin puts on his jacket.

„I need someone to drive me, we have to get someone. No questions, we need to hurry!" Jimin screams again and then leaves the practice room with a staff member while leaving everyone else left confused.
„Y/N, we're on our way, stay where you are and.." a loud noise stops him from speaking fursther, her talk time was up. Silently Jimin curses in his head and closes the door, telling the staff member to hurry up while telling the location they're heading to.

~ Y/N POV ~

„Jimin? Jimin!" the phone now only makes noises instead of the voice of the boy you've just talked to. You put the phone back and anxiously move your eyes around in fear to see Minwa's figure appear out of the dark.
Your body changes between hot and cold in a rapide pace but the shivering continues without any break. It gets darker and darker as time passes and every time the slightest noise can be heard by your ears, you panick and think he found you. Again you scan the area with your eyes, everything is quiet and the same as before. But... then you see movement for a few seconds as you turn your head around. Following the corner of your eye, you see a definetly male figure walking towards you. Your eyes fill with tears and your lungs seem to have stoppe working. Touching the wall with your back, you slide down it and sit down on the floor as the figure walks faster towards you with every second.
Your mouth leaves sobs and your cheeks are being flushed with tears as you just watch the person come closer even more. As he is only a few feet away from you, you hide your head between your scratched open knees while your hands are covering the top of your head.
The door opens screechingly, a painful silence is there for what feels like minutes.