Lost ♡ Park Jimin

45

*Last time*

*I have to stay awake* I said in myself, trying to keep my eyes open.

*I have to stay awake*

*I have to stay awake*

*I have t-to... stay a-awake*

*I have t-to ......*

I groaned as I opened my eyes, my neck and back hurt a lot. I looked around me but all I could see was darkness, well apart from one little light a bit further from me. I wanted to rub my eyes in the hope my view would become a bit clearer but I couldn't, something was holding my hands back.

I turned my head a bit around confused, I was sitting on a dirty chair, my hands were tied on the back of it.

*Shit*

I tried to loosen the tie by pulling my wrist apart but I only made it worse, the rope was making burn wounds in my skin, I groaned and sighed out loud.

I heard a sound behind me and tried looking back but my neck couldn't turn around enough. I turned my head back and stamped my feat on the ground in frustration. Soon after I felt a hand on my neck.

"Let go!" I yelled.

The person moved infront of me, ofcourse, Jihun, who else? He didn't listen to me and continued to trail my jaw with his finger. I yanked my face away from his hand but he grabbed my jaw.

"It hurts, don't touch me!"

"Aw, sweetie, don't be so rude."

I scoffed at his tone, it disgusted me.

He was quating infront of me, a thought came in my mind. His weak spot was right infront of my feet, perfect. I swung my foot forward to kick him in the balls but a hand grabbed my ankle and squeezed it.

"Don't try." He calmly said, squeezing even harder.

A yelp left my throat.

"A-ahn, let go!" I squeezed out. He loosened his grip and looked me in the eyes.

"I have a suprise for you." He said as a smirk spread on his face.

"What is it." I spat out.

"No need to be rude, I think you'll be happy to see him again."

He walked away and for a moment it was silent, for a moment I really thought he was gone. But unfortunatly he wasn't, soon I heard him again.

My eyes widened as soon as I saw him, Or no. Correct me. Them.

"JIMIN!" I yelled as soon as I saw him.

He was tied to a roller office chair, his feet bind together and he had a huge black eye. On his neck there there were red handmarks slightly visible. He looked tired and exhausted.

I turned to Jihun.

"WHAT HAS HE EVER DONE WRONG TO YOU!" I yelled as I shot forward.