Falling Deep // BTS FanFic

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"Daddy, go higher!" I shout down to my dad who is currently swinging me on the swing.
"Okay, but not much higher sweetie."
I squeal as he pushes me higher into the sky.
The sky is full of clouds, rain falling to the ground.

Me and my dad used to always go to the park in the rain, we both hated crowded places, especially places with screaming babies.
So we used to go out in the 'miserable' weather and do all of the stuff most people would do in the sun.

"Higher!" I squeal.
But my dad doesn't push me anymore.
"Daddy?" I try to look over my shoulder to see what my dad is up to.
As the swing slows down I manage to get a better glimpse
He is on the floor.
I jump off the swing and run to his side.
Rain pours down his grey face.
Blood is now every where, my hands stained from it.
"Daddy? What happened?" I shake his limp body.
He just lies there mockingly on the grass.
"Daddy?!" His blood turns cold as I cry on his chest.

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"Dad!" I suddenly wake up, breathing heavily.
"Hey." Jungkook says calmly, stroking my hair as I take deep breaths.
"You're okay, I'm here." His body presses up against my back, and I instantly feel calmer.
I try to match Jungkook's slow breaths as I calm down.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jungkook breaks the silence and I wipe the last of my tears from my eyes
"No, it's nothing." I crawl out of his grasp finally realising how we were sat.
"Camille, I could hear you from my room, you sounded pretty scared."
"Jungkook, I'm fine."
"Okay." He puts his hands up defensively as he jumps off of the bed.
"My mum went out with Jiwoo, so I'll try and make some bacon or something." He says opening the door.
"Thankyou." My voice is no different from a whisper.

Once Jungkook has left, I turn my phone back on and swipe through my messages.
No new messages.
Before I put my phone down, an odd number appears on my screen, the location is turned off.
I debate on wether I should answer it or not, on the last ring I finally do.
"Hello, who's this please?"
Someone sobs quietly on the other end of the phone.
"Excuse me, are you okay? Should I get help?"
I ask concerned.
"C-Camille... I...I'm sorry."
The girl stutters on the other end of the phone.

How does she know my name? Wait. Ally?

"Ally? Is that you? You haven't answered my messages or calls, what's wrong?!"
"Call help, I can't get any. Minhyuk has kidnapped me! Call the police Camille!"
I'm speechless, there is no way Minhyuk could have done anything like that to her. But I trust Ally a lot more than her boyfriend.
"Minhyuk you say? Has he hurt you?"
I spit out loads of questions, hoping to get more information about where she is and her wellbeing.
"Camille! Please... Hurry.. I'm scared."
She sobs loudly on the phone, I start to tear up as I realise how weak she sounds.
"Ally we're coming for you, just hold on a tiny bit longer."
A door opens and Ally goes deathly quiet.
"What the hell are you doing?!"

Minhyuk!

"Ally? Is that him? Run Ally!"

Panicking, I run straight down the stairs, following the smell of burnt bacon.
"Jungkook!" He immediately turns around, spatula in hand as if he is about to hit someone.
"What's up?!"
As soon as a tear rolls down my cheek, he immediately goes into panic mode, shoving the frying pan off of the stove, making sure the bacon doesn't burn as he repetitively wipes the tears off of my cheeks.
"Ally has been kidnapped." He freezes in place, face going from concerned to shocked.
"How do you know?!"
"She just called me!"
"Where is she?!"
"I don't know Jungkook!" I cry into his chest as he grabs his phone.
"Call Namjoon, I'll call the others, and the police."
I run back up the stairs, pushing open the door. But as I pick up the phone, I turn stiff.
I'm still on the call with Ally, Minhyuk's voice can be heard just above Ally's helpless screeches.
A crash on the other side of the line before it goes silent.
I immediately spring into action as I find Namjoon's number on my phone.
No answer.