Sour // ( J.J.) (discontinued)

3/ gone

[ You meet Jungkook and the others in the next  chapter! sorry my chapters are kinda long.]

The car ride was long, and you were bored for most of it. Kai told you to just sleep and it would go way faster, but you couldn't. You felt like a little kid on christmas. Most kids get toys, like teddy bears and dolls. But you, you get freedom.

It was getting dark, and you were getting tired. You wanted to get out of the car and look around, but that was definitely a big no, especially because of your knee and busted appearance. "We can't stay the night in here." Kai said as the limo came to a stop. You looked at him with a questioning expression. "Like you said, a limo is too noticeable. We can stay in the woods where NOBODY can find us, then in the morning we'll move to the airport, all the way to America."
    You looked at him, shocked. "America? What, why can't we just go to Japan?!" You looked at him like he was crazy, you really thought he was. "I don't want to sleep in the woods, why can't we park the limo in the woods?" you whined, crossing your arms in front of your chest. "Don't question, please. I know whats best for you, so just listen to me. We're going to America, I bought tickets while you were passed out." He said blankly. You rolled your eyes and pouted. It wasn't fair, that he got to boss you around and tell YOU what to do. He is acting like your stupid dad. Your father always thought he knew what was best for you, but in reality he was just a control freak that used his own daughter for money. 

         The door to the limo swung open, causing you to jump. There was a guard from your house, you assumed he was the one driving. Kai got out of the lino and turned to you. "Stay in here until I help you out. and also, look away." He slammed the door shut, leaving you alone inside the car. You looked down at your knee, away from all the windows. It was bandaged with remains of a shirt, and it was coming undone. You gently rested your hand on the painful injury. If that guy that tried to shoot you didn't miss, you would be dead. If it wasn't for that one little mistake, your body would probably be burning in your mothers fire place right now. Suddenly you jumped from a loud gunshot that sounded right next to the car.
     'why the hell is he killing the guard?' You asked yourself, feeling bad for the man that was just doing his job. A huge wave of guilt hit you. What did any of these guards do, really? Most of them don't know your father or mother, they don't really know what goes down in that household.

    The door opened and there stood, not Kai, but the guard. You froze and felt your heart sink all the way into your stomach. Your mouth felt dry and you couldn't speak or move. "Get the hell out." The guard said, motioning you to step out of the limo. You shook your head, 'no',  and inched away from him. He growled in frustration and climbed into the car, causing you to scream. He got on top of you and began punching your face and body. You blocked his blows to your face with your arms and wriggled out from under him. You hit the ground with a loud thud. groaning it pain you looked at the surroundings and noticed an empty bottle of liquor on the ground. "Fuck you," You yell before quickly grabbing the bottle and smashing it on the mans head. He moved away from you and put a hand on his hand, being shocked from the pain. "Want to play that game now, huh?" He balled his fists up and grabbed a full bottle of alcohol, smashing it on your delicate face. Luckily your eyes were closed and you had blocked part of the blow with the back of your hand. Bits of glass was stuck into your cheeks and hand, even your shoulder.

     "O-okay i'll get out! I'll leave!" You whimper in defeat. The guard smirked, "That's what I thought."
  He picked you up by the collar of your shirt and threw you out of the car. You landed face down on the dirt, making you scream. Your broken nose was covered in dirt, along with your glass-filled face. Your leg was twisted now, adding onto the pain. You looked next to you and saw Kai's dead body sprawled onto the ground. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." You bit your lip, trying not to cry. You didn't cry because you cared about him, you were crying because you knew you were going to die without him here. That made you feel selfish, and bad. The hot tears came pouring out of your eyes, along with heavy sobs. The limo quickly drove away, leaving you alone with Kai's dead body. With your good leg, you pushed yourself to a tree trunk. You threw your head back and just cried, until you had no energy left.

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      You woke up to a warm breeze on your face. You smiled, it felt nice, like when you were driving in the car with Kai. You kept your eyes closed for awhile, enjoying the way the air felt on your face. Your smile then quickly disappeared.

Kai.

All the Memories from last night hit you like that glass bottle to your face. Your eyes shot open, and there was a big black nose in your face, huffing and puffing on you. You were about to jerk away in fear, it was a male deer with big round, black beady eyes. Its horns were almost fully grown. You stared at it for a few seconds before it backed away to be cautious. You sat up and giggled, "i'm not gonna hurt you."
The deer rubbed its black hooves back in forth, rubbing the dirt below you around. It lowered its head and pointed its horns at you, threatening to hurt you if you came any closer. "Oh," is all you said as the deer scooted farther back from you.
     You sat up and groaned, everything in your body ached. The cloth covering your knee wound was fully off, leaving it exposed. The glass in your hand was still there, so were all the bruises and the crooked nose. You leaned against the tree and pulled yourself up with your good leg and arms. Limping, you strolled through the forest. Where were you gonna go? Who would help you? What if someone bad finds you? All these questions roamed your mind, making you feel anxious and scared. You decided it would be best if you stayed in the forest until you found something, or someone willing to help.