Right or Wrong | BTS GANG AU | JJK FF

[ IV ] Helpless Act

3RD PERSON'S POV

"How did you find me?" Saeron asked warily, massaging her sore feet.

"I have my ways," answered the boy, eyes glued to the road. Driving being his main focus for the mean time.

"Well, I'm surprised indeed. Never thought by being a gangster like you said, you actually meant a 'big' gangster,"

"Just answer my question. What happened?"

"I'm pretty sure you have your ways to know the answers to that question as well, Jeon Jungkook,"

"I have. But the main source is the most wanted and needed,"

Not long in to the conversation, Saeron could already tell the difference. The Jungkook beside her now wasn't the Jungkook she used to hang out with. There's no more hints of joy mingling in his tone. All there's left was nothing but seriousness. 

"My step father forced me to marry his friend's son,"

"Tch, why didn't you tell me?"

"And what difference would it have made?"

Realizing the car was going way above the speed limit, Saeron glanced at Jungkook. The latter had his teeth clenched, furious written all over his face. Gripping hard on the steering wheel.

"Who do you want me to kill? Your father? His friend or his son?" Jungkook grunted. "Or perhaps all?"

"What?! Jungkook, I don't want you to kill anyone. Are you crazy?!"

"In my world, if we don't like someone, then kill,"

"Your world is all messed up,"

"Then what do you want,  Saeron?!" shouted Jungkook, ruffling his hair out of frustration.

"I just... Never want to go back. That's all," looking out the window, Saeron sighed. "But that old man will definitely go after me. He has the power. He'll eventually find me. And who knows what he'll do the next time he sees me. I cant even tell any of my friends about this whole shit as it'll put them in danger. I ran away being so helpless and I fucking hate it,"

"Come with me, then. That old man won't reach you," this time, Jungkook had a calmer tone.

"Come with you? But I cant depend on someone else again,"

"Then what are you gonna do? Live out on the streets? Look at you! You're even still wearing a freaking gown! Do you even brought any money with you? Even if you do or find a place to stay, they'll catch up to you in no time,"

"Bu-, but I," 

Saeron knew, deep down, she has no other option. Jungkook was right. In a way, he has the power to protect her from her foster father. Feeling helpless and tired, she looked down at her lap. Hiding her now tear-stained face. Squeezing her gown trying to control her sobs all while maintaining her act.

Unknowingly, Jungkook sighed. Glancing at the broken-down girl beside him. 

"Stop crying. It makes me want to rip their heads off,"

"Don't you dare harm them!"

"Why the hell do you care so much about them, Lee Saeron?!"

"Never use that surname on me again!" shouted Saeron back. By now, the car was full of their shouts. "That old man is Mark's father, I treated him like my own brother. And whoever that guy was, I'm sure he was also forced into this as I am,"

"Then make a decision, young lady. Get out of this car right now and go back to your pitiful life," Jungkook growled as he pulled the car to a stop. "Or put that stubbornness aside and come with me so things might get better,"