Jungkook. A playboy who gets everything he wants. Playing with every girl he meets. Until one catches his eye. A girl who is unordinary, one that realizes what he is doing. Instead of playing with her feelings, they both end up falling in love. Lis...
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Lisa'sPOV -
I arrived at this restaurant Jimin told to meet him at. I looked up, only to see a sign saying Korean Barbecue. I went through the door, smelling the scent of beef on the grill. I looked around a little, seeing a hand pop out. Jimin was waving his hand in the air making me laugh a little. The noise level was at zero, because they were the only ones there. I'm guessing they closed down the shop since girls would be chasing after them. I walked over sitting next to Jimin. Saying hello to everyone before sitting down of course. I put down my bag, next to my chair and was craving the taste of meat.
"So, ever drank before." Namjoon was holding a bottle of Soju and handing it to me.
"Once, but I only took one shot." I smiled at him. I didn't want to get drunk but I also wanted to drink. Today was a stressful day and I needed to drink my feelings away.
"Jungkook should be on his way by now." Jimin put down his phone, turning it off to put it in his pocket. My eyes widened once I heard his name. I knew Jungkook was from BTS on the bridge, but I didn't want to meet him, again. "Lisa, you ok." Jimin tapped my shoulder, lowering my eyes to look at him. I was starting to sweat a little.
"Uh, ya." I turned away, grabbing the Soju bottle and pouring a shot. And before I could drink it, I heard a voice. "Hey guys... Lisa." Him saying my name in a deep and anger tone made me a little annoyed but I played along. "Jungcock. What happened to you and Tzuyu? You know you shouldn't leave a girl out in the city." I dared not to look at him. But I could sense him smirking at me. "Either way, she doesn't interest me. I only needed her for one reason, and that was for my own pleasure." I was losing my mind. How can he just play her like that? "Playboy I see... Asshole."
"Hey, do you guys know eachother or something." Jimin was nervous thinking we might get into a ugly fight, and to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if I did. I still refused to look at him. "No, only a idiot who plays idiot. But I guess you guys knew that for quite a while." He took his seat, right across from me.
"Did you know she killer at bowling? I bet she would kick you ass." Tae was bragging about me, and I didn't mind but I just sat there quietly. Looking off to the side, gazing through the window, only to see stars out in the sky.
"Ya right. Nobody was ever beaten me at bowling. Not even close." This guy.
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I checked my phone to see what time it was. 2 fricken A.M. I had about 4 shots and I was starting to blush a lot. I couldn't hold this alcohol. I could see my vision getting blurry as I could barely make out anyone's face.
"I think I should go home. I'm getting a little dizzy." I was getting up from my chair, grabbing my bag. "I should take you home. You don't look so well." Jimin clench his hand on my wrist. "No say here. I really can go by myself." He released his hand from mine. I left, without him saying a word.
Walking down the street at 2 AM was not a good idea. I could feel the cold wind brush right on top of my skin, making me shiver just a bit. I knew I should of brought a sweater. When I was taking my turn to the next street, I felt a hand wrap around my waist.
"Aren't you pretty. Why don't you come with me?" A strange man came out of no where. I couldn't see his face but I could tell it wasn't anyone from BTS. "Sir, can you please let go of me." He held me tighter. I tried to push his hands off but struggled to do so. His tight grip was hurting me. Slowly pressing deeper into my skin. "Sir please stop...stop...STOP!" I was releasing tears at this point. The pain from his hands pulling my closer to him. Smacking my back onto a wall. Tears rushing from my eyes. I tried to pull his hands away but I couldn't. The drunk breath I could smell was making its way down my neck. I was in full tears, crying to the deaths of me. The worse part was, no one was near by or on the street. I was about to scream for help but one of his hands cover my mouth. I closed my eyes, he was kissing my neck roughly. Sobbing at this point, praying for help.
His hands were soon yanked away from my waist. My back slided down to the ground as I was scrunching in my knees. Hiding my head in them. I could hear the man yelling in pain. I didn't see what was happening at that point. I then heard silence. The only thing I could hear was the chirping noise of crickets.
"Hey, look at me. Your going to be fine." The voice was of a man's but angelic. I lifted my head to look at him. All I could see was a burry face. A man with pierced ears and bleached hair. He soon pulled me up to stand, and I fell over once a gained balance for one second. And the next thing I could only see was black.
