𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 | 𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

twenty-one

Y/N'S POV

I opened my eyes slowly. My head hurts. A lot. I raised myself up from the bed.

I took in the surroundings and realized I was in a room. I can't stand this..I can't stand being in small spaces.

The door suddenly opened and I jumped. I quickly went to the corner of the bed.

It was a...woman with mask on. She was around the age of 40. I stayed still, not able to process what was going on.

"W-who..are you..?" I stuttered.

"Don't worry, Jihee. It'll be alright. We just need you to rest here." She said reassuringly.

"I want to leave...I.. don't want to be here."

"You can't.. he'll find you."

I gripped the bedsheet tightly. This was a whole different level. I knew I should've met them.. This is now my life..running away from people.

"I beg of you! I'm not who you think I am!" I got out of bed and went in front of her.

"I'm sorry. Not until..Jungkook find you.." She mumbled. This made me clenched my fist.

"I have nothing to do with him. I'm not his girlfriend. I'm...NOT Min Jihee."

"Nice try, Sweetie." She smiles and went out of the room.

"Yah! I'm going crazy!!" I scratched my head, violently.

JUNGKOOK'S POV

"Where are you, baby..." I whispered as soft sniffles went out of my mouth.

"Jungkook ah! Here." I heard Taehyung Hyung called out for me.

I ran to him. The only person I saw next was Yoongi...talking to my mother.

"Eomma..Why are you here..?" I asked her out of curiosity and concern.

She turned to me and sighed.

"There's a lot we need to talk about. But first... Let's take her to the van before he gets her."

"Her?"