Breakage [ On Hold ]

Chapter- 17

[ Geez I read the whole chapter 16 again and really it was way to cringey >.< Sorry folks, aight. Have fun reading ]

"Hello?" I spoke into my phone, walking towards the window and looking outside. Yoongi had gone to get some fajitas for us, and I was alone. It was an unknown number, so it took me a while to pick it up.

"R-Racheal.. P-Please come h-here.."

It was Jimin. He was breathing heavily and sounded as if he was in pain. My eyes popped open, and I could feel a tight knot in my stomach.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"N-no.. I need you help.. please.." he whined, his voice filled with dull pain.

I took a deep breath. "Where are you?" I asked dryly. I wanted to show him that I didn't give a flying fuck about him, but on the inside I wanted to ran to where ever he was, and hug him and tell him everything would be fine.

"I'm in the 3rd building. T-the one which is near the parking l-lot... Please hurry."

I pressed end and gritted my teeth. Yoongi would be very angry if he saw me anywhere near Jimin. But he needed me. I grabbed my jacket and put it on, walking outside and slamming the door behind me.

I had a million questions in mind, but I shook them off and hurried towards the location jimin gave me. I reached the 3rd building in about ten minutes, and I held my breath. Was I supposed to got there? I walked ever so slowly and entered inside, looking at the cracked walls and the broken reception counter.

"Racheal!" I heard a familiar voice scream on the second floor, and I rushed up the stairs. He needed me. I made my way through the last flight, almost tripping. I saw the door of the second room open, and I quietly tip toed towards it. There was a faint light coming from it, like someone had switched a flashlight on. I stood in front of the doorway and stopped dead. Jimin wasn't in trouble.

"Hello there Racheal." He said, grinning at me. He was perfectly fine, and I felt the knot in my stomach tighten.

"You're okay."

He took a few step close to me. "Of course I'm okay Racheal" he cooed, lightly tracing my cheekbones with the back of his hand.

"Why did you call me here? You know what?forget it. I'm going back" I snapped, turning back, only to have two more guys stand in front. Who were they? I didn't have a good feeling about this. Run Racheal, run.

I sprang up and pushed the men aside, but one of them with the dark brown hair caught my arm and pulled me back, the other one hooking onto my other arm. I struggled, but they both were clearly much stronger.

"Leave me you little shit!" I yelled at Jimin. I trusted him.

"Help me!" I screamed at the top of my voice, hoping that someone would hear my cries. But Jimin had chosen the perfect, isolated spot. I felt a cloth slap against my nose, and I could myself getting drained out. My eyes had started drooping, and eventually I couldn't stay conscious.

Yoongi, I should have listened.

(To be continued..)

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Deal with my sorry ass cuz I know this chapter is way too short  I tried writing a big one but- anyways.
Chapter 18 in the making folks!

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