I couldn't think straight. Jimin was bleeding right before my eyes. He was losing blood uncontrollably fast. I couldn't focus and was shocked.
I quickly got him into my room, wrapped his waist around with a white shirt that I had, and called the ambulance.
The thing is, we aren't allowed to give anyone in here (jail) special treatment. We aren't allowed to treat them. Not touch them, not take care of them. Just give them food and go. That's what the boss says. My dad. I despised him with all my mite. But a tiny tiny little portion of me still loves him. He is still my dad after all, although i'm not sure if I would want to call him that anymore.
A few years ago, my dad entered a gang, it's more of a cult. He was assigned as the mafia; their leader. He basically kills many innocent people at his own will. Although I'm not sure if he has a specific reason to do it.
He killed millions of people in this country (korea). He's very well known. That's why he hides in this place. A few years later after his and his cult's retirement, he still locks people up in here. Well, they all deserved it, although I'm not quiet sure if Jimin deserves to be here.
It's not that I'm turning soft for him. Not at all. It's just that, he gives off this vibe about him, and my instincts tell me that he really isn't the murderer we were looking for.
I was panicking so hard. A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived and they took Jimin to the hospital. I begged for them to let me go with him. I wanted to stay by his side. I wanted to protect him now that I know the world isn't a safe place as it used to be before my dad's cult...
Although I don't really know why I wanna protect him. A huge part of me is telling me to protect him with my life. It's telling me something is bound to come later on. But a small part of me says I should just mind my own business and move on.
After they took Jimin away, I ran to find my dad. The last person I wanted to see right now, but also the first person. I wanted to tell him what happened. But at the same time, I don't want to. I know my dad loves me, I just know it, but I'm not sure if he really likes Jimin...
As I said, my dad loves me, so hopefully he'll listen to me and help me. Who knows how many guards are criminals in here. Something has to happen. We need to stop this. I need to stop this.
I ran and ran to my dad's office when I suddenly bumped into someone.
"Watch were you're going!"
"Oh sorry."
I looked up. "Tae?" I whispered.
Tae and I have been really great friends. We met in middle school. It was Science period. We were both assigned to be partners. From there on, we became best of friends. I love Taehyung a lot, trust me, but, sometimes he can become really....annoying.
"KOOK! LISTEN! I HEARD WHAT HAPPENED SO I CAME RUSHING HERE! WHERE'S JIMIN?! TELL M-"
"shut up!" I whisper-yelled to him. I decided that I would wait. I won't tell my dad yet. I'll wait for the right time. I wanted to do this myself, with maybe Tae's help.
"Tae listen. I need you to do me a favor." "What is it?" "I need you to check all the guards' passports. My dad has them in his office."
He looked shocked. "Why the heck would I check their passports? Isn't that a little weird and creepy?"
I shrugged and rolled my eyes. "Nothing different from you now is it?"
He frowned at the insult. "Rude much."
He ended up listening to me, and went to my dad's office. My dad is always out at this hour, I have NO idea what he's up to. I always hope it's nothing that would get us all locked up. But at the same time I didn't really care.
I was searching for anything suspicious when I heard Taehyung call my name from the office. "What is it?" I came rushing in. "Did you find anything??"
He looked really shocked. He was frozen. He suddenly turned white. I went to take a look at what he was staring at. My dad's computer? I looked at the screen, and what I saw made me drop onto my knees...
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Today...it's Thursday 2/3... What..
Now everything made sense to me. Of course my dad would hire guards to kill our prisoners. No wonder they've been disappearing for years...
I can't let this happen to Jimin. I have to save him. I got up, pulled Tae's arm, and quickly went to grab our stuff.
And by our stuff, I meant Guns.
We took my car to the hospital. We decided to go to the hospital first before anything. We both wanted to make sure Jimin was okay. We arrived. I saw my dad there, beside Jimin, holding something behind his back. I was worried about what it could be, so I told Taehyung to go and stall my dad until I take a look at Jimin.
After they left to talk, I ran to Jimin's side. But just before I did, someone else went to him.
It was a woman. Probably in her 20s. She looked young. I overheard their conversation, and I was fuming with anger.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry for you Jiminieeee." She spoke with sarcasm. Jimin was looking at her with what seemed like hatred. "I can't believe I actually won HAHAHAHAH. You deserve everything that's coming to you Jimin. Such a shame that a pretty little face gets the fame it deserves. Good luck surviving." She smirked and was about to leave, when I stopped her.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Jimin looked at me. "Jungkook! You came!"
The girl in front of me suddenly stepped on my foot. I winced in pain. "LEAVE HIM ALONE NEENA!" Exclaimed Jimin.
Neena. Why is that name so familiar?
She was about to punch me when I held her wrist to stop her. "Just what have you been doing to Jimin?" I asked her, eyeing her. I didn't trust her. I didn't trust her with Jimin at all.
"And who are you to ask that? His boyfriend?" She smirked.
Jimin and I both blushed. I barely blush. How can this happen to me?? I let go of her wrist. Someone, who I'm assuming is her boyfriend, came and apologized on her behalf. "I'm so sorry for her. She's not in the right state of mind right now."
"Baaabe, let's go." She whined. "Please, don't call me that anymore." He looked annoyed. I wonder what happened between them.
"And, I came here to apologize, and meet an old friend." He looked at Jimin, smiling fondly at his "friend". I suddenly got jealous. How could that person know Jimin? And what's their relationship??? What's his name? Where does he liv-
"Hello. I'm Yoongi. Min Yoongi." He smiled and took out his hand for me to shake. I looked at him sternly before accepting his hand.
"Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook." I replied.
"Y-yoongi..?" Jimin's voice trailed. Tears couldn't stop from escaping his eyes. I wanted to wipe them all off his pretty face. Wait. What am I saying????
"Jimin." That Yoongi guy's eyes were sweating too. He ran towards Jimin's hospital bed an engulfed him in a hug.
I stuck my tongue into my cheeks. Nope. I'm not jealous. Why would I be? It's not like I'm anything to Jimin.
