The Other Side | Jikook

Chapter 30

Jimin POV

Laying in bed, I'd been fast asleep until I was awoken with a jolt. Someone putting a hand tightly on my throat, I snapped awake in an instant. Fear courses through my veins as I make out Woo's figure above me despite the pitch blackness of the room. Still being able to breathe a little, I feel my heart sink and my body relax. I don't bother reacting to him, already knowing and accepting what's happening.

Within seconds, I've got duck tape covering my mouth and I've been blindfolded while my hands are tied tightly behind my back with rope. I don't fight it as I'm yanked up off the bed, letting myself get dragged and led out of the house silently without a trace. The biggest disappointment in leaving like this right now is that I'm without my stash of drugs and alcohol now.

It doesn't surprise me when I'm shoved in the back of some type of car, feeling men climb in on either side of me and hearing doors fall shut. Seconds later, the car takes off and it takes all of my body control not to let myself get jerked around by the sudden changes of motion.

"You didn't really think you'd be able to just get away from me that easily, did you? You're my best money making whore, Jimin. I'm not just going to let you escape and ruin my business like that. And you need to remember that. Anything that rich little shit might've said to you was just a bunch of bullshit. You're nothing more than a body. Nothing more than an object to be used to sexually please others. Meant only to be doped up as they please, be it on alcohol or drugs, and to be used to sexually please others. You're nothing more than the fucking dick that's stuck between your legs and that little taped up mouth. It's a shame that you had to run off like that though, Jimin. It'll continue to drop my profits for the next couple days because we'll have to teach you a lesson." Woo scolds in a cold tone.

I don't even bother trying to argue, knowing his words are true. Knowing that I really am all of those things, at best. Knowing that it's all I'll ever be. And knowing I deserve and honestly probably need the punishment that I already know I'll receive for having agreed to Jungkook's proposition that night. It was foolish and risky, and I lost more in agreeing to it than I could have even began to anticipate. I lost more than I even thought I'd have the chance to lose. And it's probably healthier this way for me. Healthier for me to be back in the business of sex and drugs than it was for me to stay there with Jungkook.

It's sad honestly. I'm not even upset about the fact that I'm being dragged back out to work. This way, I won't have to face Jungkook anymore and he won't have to face me after the stupid fucking mistake I made earlier. I won't have to deal with feeling the heartbreak of knowing he doesn't want me and that he doesn't feel the same as much since I'll be much too busy facing my punishment and getting back to work. I won't have to deal with those damned fucking panic attacks as much anymore, not having to be afraid of being caught away from work or being afraid to let someone in and let him get close. I don't have to worry as much anymore about being a disappointment or a failure anymore, knowing that I'll be back to what I've known for the last eleven years of my life if we exclude my time with Jungkook.

Sighing softly, I lean my head back against the seat behind me. Closing my eyes behind the blindfold, I feel the tiredness of everything sinking back in. I hadn't been sleeping well to begin with, considering I'd been alone and cried myself to sleep.

I'll definitely miss Jungkook. That'll be the hard part of being dragged back into this mess. I never really got used to everything that went on with me being around him. But I did get used to having him there by my side a lot of the time and having him be there to comfort me when I needed it. Not that I'll need comforting anymore I guess. But I'll miss his presence. And that's something that I'm not sure that I'll ever fully be able to get over.

Before I have the chance to properly fall asleep though, I feel the car come to a complete stop and get placed in park. I sigh, knowing we've reached our destination and that I'm about to be wrenched out of the car. I stumble a bit when I am, taking a couple seconds to catch my footing before I comply to being dragged into what I know is the club. Much to my surprise, everything's shut down unlike normally.

The only reason I even know for a fact that it's the club is that I've seen other workers do similar. Try to run from the business and then they get their asses dragged back and taken to the basement that most people that work here don't know about.

All too soon, I'm shoved down the set of stairs. They're longer than most staircases, naturally so that they can help keep the noise from being down here lowered for the people on the first floor.

As I feel myself finally get pushed down onto a metal chair, I just accept what I know is coming.