trouble | BTS Mafia AU

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    I found myself awoken to the loud sounds from around me, slowly blinking my eyes open, caughing in my surroundings, comprehending I was probably in a car, nowhere familiar. Not aware of my current situation I attempted in scrething my arms up just to find them stucked to each other, in a incredibly disturbing pain. I groaned and looked down at my badly reddish bruised arms, coagulated blood around them.I felt awfully obnoxious and horrible, as my body was all hurting from the little space I was trying to fit in. My spine was hurting to the point I thought it was already broken, and my head was spinning from the dizziness I was feeling from the scent of chloroform which was still lingering and making its presence through my nose, triggering all my body to the point I was almost closing my eyes if it weren't to the loud voice beside me echoing through the entire vehicle.

I couldn't process a thing until a loud bang has rang through my ears, followed by the harsh sound of a bullet hit the window behind me. The car was one hundred procent safe, the poor bullet falling to the ground, causing nothing to the car. I was surprisingly shocked,though it wasn't a big daze to find out the car was itself, bulletproof.

Though,everything was a complete mess, as I averted my tired and sick eyes to the world around me,I just wanted to wake up from this nightmare I was living.The man beside my left was hanging out the window, his gun firing to the enemy. Gunshot after gunshot, I blinked my eyes closed, keeping them tight.

I needed to get out of this mess.

     Suddenly, all the loud sounds stopped and I realized that the car slowed down to a corner before namjoons voice shoot through my ears "We're going to head out and distract them," and in a blink of eye, the two men beside me headed out, and shut the door behind them, I moved my gaze to the two men in the front, and realized that namjoon was still there, his eyes shooting daggers through my body, his icy and mercy less pupils looking right into my soul disgustingly, he continued "and you; if you try anything stupid, I'll make sure I destroy you!" his icy voice made me tremble and sweat in fear, his face was still positioned on me, making sure I understood every single word he spitted out of his sinful mouth, I nodded my head once and lowered it to the ground,even though, I had no respect for the man in front of me.

The door beside him opened with a click, the wind making its presence inside the car, he headed out looking at me for the last time and shutting the door harshly with so much power that I thought it was going to break.

I relaxed onto the car seat,though not too much, reminding myself with the knowledge that I was in a foreign car, and looked out the window, averting my eyes from the man who was looking straight at me through the window.

The sound of whistling suddenly rang through my ears, annoying me to the maximum, I just layed there listening to the finger tapping and whistling together, composing nothing but a ritm, in which I was tempted to listen more. It was slightly cheering me up to the point I looked up at the man who was looking at the traffic lights, a groan escaping through his plump lips, which was followed with a sigh.

"You should've been more careful-" he said, cutting his words and shaking his head two times,"you-"

"Just what did I do?," I screamed cutting his sentence right away, wanting nothing but space and peace, "What did I fucking do?" I lowered my voice a lil down, tears already getting to me. I understood I was vulnerable and weak but the fact that I was held without my will and the cause of these consequences was unknown to me, was just too much, that I wanted to scream it all out.

I was a crying mess, choking on helpless tears that were slowly falling down my cold cheeks, my makeup was one hundred procent ruined, but that was the last thing I worried about.

While wiping my tears away, I caught a glimpse of something gleaming in the dark, and when I approached to look closer, I realized it was a pocket knife. Lots of ideas were running through my head,and before I knew it I was already going for the knife making sure the driver's attention was on the road.

I successfully grabbed it,keeping it firmly in my tied arms, I was wondering how am I was going to use it. The knife was really sharp, dangerous looking, I was terrified in using it but I had to for my own sake.

I layed my head down, enough to cover my face and hands with the hair, pretending I was still wiping my tears away. I started cutting even though it was difficult for me to do that. I accidentally slipped the knife and cutted my arm, a little red scratch making its appearance on it, I kept silent, not wanting to get caught.
    After awhile I succeeded in getting my hands free from the sharp grasp of the rope tighten around my hands. I was amazed about myself,I never thought I would be capable of doing this,and never thought I'd be in a kind of situation like this too,but life is full of surprises.

I looked at the man who was driving and saw him stopping the car in front of lots of vehicles with angry drivers in them. From the look of his face I understood that he had to wait awhile, which was perfect.

I looked around the car and to my luck spotted a man spray deodorant placed beside a mineral water bottle.
With caution, I subtly reached for it but in the mid of grabbing it, a loud cough was audible and I immediately stopped.

After recovering from the shock, I reached for it again but this time grabbing it fastly and spraying it almost immediately to the driver's eyes. "Sorry baby." A loud scream was heard and I dashed for the door before stepping out in the cold weather. I closed the door with a thump and ran through the alley of cars, spotting a cab right in from of me I opened the door and walked in, handing the driver some money I robbed from the poor guy when I was pretending to cry.

The car speeded and I looked behind me to see that there still was traffic so I had a chance to escape. I sighed loudly not caring about the drivers confused glances he gave me from time to time, and relaxed onto the car seat.

Now, the question was, where do I go?

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I died.
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