I.n.a.s Pt2 | BTS (21+)

chp 15

Its been days since that incident happened.
I havent been home since then. Nor have I been to Jacksons place. I haven't showed up to work. I cant say I'm quitting or else I'll end up getting sued and jailed. So I won't say anything. I just wont show up anymore like Jackson suggested.

Ive been staying at a hotel trying to figure out my next move. I changed how I normally dressed and wore a wig to disguise myself while im in hiding. Things seem to have calmed down, I should have known this was just the calm before the storm.

.....

*DING*
New video message from Jimin.

Jimin.

I click on the video link.

I see he's in a hospital room.

"Hey baby. Im doing fine thankfully because of Jackson and some other annoying shit you know. I always knew JB was a piece of shit in disguise. He put me in a damn coma with that vase.

He pushes his hair back.

I told you to be careful with who you hang out with. I know how- hey!"

"Alright alright enough of that young man."

Jimin is interrupted as someone snatches his phone from him. The man turns the phone towards himself.

"Hey y/n its yo boy.
He smiles showing his dimple.
I know crazy right, I just came here to visit my past patients who have recovered. Who knew Id get another one in dire need of my expertise. He's lucky I'm a doctor on call and that I take my job seriously or I would have definetly left his ass to bleed out. Still messing with you after everything."

He shakes his head.

"Give me back my damn phone! the videos gonna end soon. Y/n y/n!" Jimin calls in the background.

"No phone for you. You should be resting for the medicine to take effect. " Lay says.

He looks back at the screen.
"Im just glad you got away love. Be safe where ever you are. Just know my door is always open for you. You got my number. " he winks and the video ends.

I smile slightly. Im glad I still have some people that I can lean on. Though I wouldn't take up that offer. Not with Chanyeol around.

Todays the day I put my plan into motion of leaving all this behind. I head out to get another passport. I cant stay in L.A. anymore not after everything thats happened. Maybe Canada is my next destination...

I make it to the Bureau of Consular Affairs and things go smoothly. I received my passport and head back to my hotel. Along the way I feel as if I'm being followed.

I see men in black suits point to me.
Fuck.. how do they know its me?!

I start running trying to lose them. But I end up running into a dead end alley.

'Bring it on! Ill take you all out! '

I yell at the numerous amount of men in suits closing in on me.

As the fight goes on I think im winning until a sharp prick happens. Things start to get hazy.

Drugged again..

......

I wake up in a bed. Silk sheets around me.I look down at what im wearing. A silk robe. I sit up quickly. Too quickly as my head starts to hurt from the fast movement. I look at my surroundings. It seems like I'm in an expensive hotel room based on the decor. I see my disguise on a couch in the corner of the room.

The door opens revealing a very tall and attractive older male in a black suit. He closes the door behind him.

"I see you're finally awake. Its been a real pain in the ass tracking you down."

'Who are you? Why am I here!?'

He shakes his head a look of annoyance on his face.

"I really should have killed you when I had the chance. "

He says as he gives me a cold glare.

"My name is Jung Ji-hoon. Your father in law. "

Shit