Killer || JJK✔️

- TWO -

I winced as my eyes slowly opened, and I sat up slowly. The surface underneath me was cold and hard, and almost felt like concrete. Why was I on the ground? The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see a single thing. Where was I? How did I even get here?

As I started to question my surroundings, the memories of last night started to slowly make their way back to me. Putting the graffiti all over The Wall, the five men showing up, then trying to run away... I started to put two and two together. If I wasn't at home... then those men took me somewhere. But where?

My palms started to sweat, hands started to tremble, and it was getting harder to breathe. I felt a tightening in my chest, and I knew that if I didn't stay quiet, things might end for me.

Without warning, a hand grabbed my wrist, and another clasped tightly around my mouth, causing my breathing to slow.

"Shh, shh... Calm down, it's okay, Micha. Stay quiet." A male voice softly whispered in my ear. The voice was so calm and gentle, as if they were trying to make sure I was okay. But why was I here and not at home if they were trying to look out for me? And how'd he know my name? It had to be the same guy from last night... But his voice sounded different.

Knowing that there was someone else right next to me put me further into panic, but I held most of it in, fearful of what would happen if I disobeyed. I calmed down a little, but butterflies were still present in my stomach, and I was too afraid to even move.

Then suddenly, footsteps came from somewhere nearby, echoing off of the walls and making the fact that the room was silent much more evident. Who was that? Were we hiding from them? Is that why I needed to stay quiet? 

Soon enough, the footsteps passed, and I felt the two hands let go of me, finally. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was even holding, and my brain went into decision mode.

Who was this guy that was "helping" me? Did I need to get away from him, or was he on my side?

The feeling of his presence suddenly disappeared, but I couldn't bring myself to move. I needed to figure out who he was, why he had me here... If I attacked him out of nowhere and forced him to tell me, would it work?

Out of nowhere, the lights suddenly turned on, and I squinted my eyes so I could at least see. 

"Okay," I stated turning around, "Who the fu-" But then I stopped.

Standing in front of me was a man (who I'm guessing was somewhere in his early twenties) leaning against the bare wall with his arms crossed, and staring at me. He had an amused expression across his face, and a smirk that taunted me from across the room. What, did he find my confusion funny?

As I became more confused, the man just stood there, waiting for me to continue. No interruptions, no ordering me around or telling me anything about the situation... Just him waiting for me to be the one to ask questions.

And if I really was going to admit this... he was actually kind of good-looking. Pfft, no, I wasn't gonna fall for this asshole. But I'm just saying, it's true. 

Back to the point. Why did he bring me here?

"What the fuck's going on?" I demanded, glaring at him, "You better start talking, now."

The man sighed, "I'm Jungkook. And it's kind of a long story..."

"I don't care, I've got time! I just need to know what happened!" I snapped, and Jungkook blinked a few times in surprise.

"Okay, calm down a bit, though..." He added with a laugh, and I rolled my eyes, "Basically, you were targeted by this gang, they're called Bangtan Sonyeondan, or BTS for short. They wanted you, but I got to you first. They didn't realize I had you, and thought you were one of your friends. We made a bargain that you would go home safely, and they take 'you' and the other friend. But I tricked them, so they think that I had one of your friends and not you. I know it's confusing... But that's what happened."

I turned my head to the side, and gave him a confused look.

"Your friends are with BTS. You're safe with me," Jungkook explained, holding his hands up in front of him to show he meant it peacefully. "I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm the good guy here."

The info started to sink in a few seconds later. So... my friends were in danger?

"That must be a joke... right?" I laughed nervously, "I mean... they're probably fine..."

Jungkook shook his head, and gave me a sympathetic look. "No, Micha, I'm sorry... I tried to negotiate and get at least two of you home and safe... but they would only agree to let you go."

I started to zone out, still staring in Jungkook's direction.

They're... in trouble?

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A/N~

Sorry this chapter's so short, lol.
The others will be longer, don't worry