it all started with a crime || Jikook ✔️

Again

-Neena's POV-

I couldn't stand what was happening in front of me, so I left the hospital. Crying.

I thought I had Yoongi for myself once and for all, but yet again, he meets that stupid little shorty. I can't believe he's doing this to me. After all I've done for him.

I mean, if I think about it logically, I really did do nothing for him. I kinda felt bad for cheating on him, but oh well, he deserves it.

-Jimin's POV-

I couldn't believe my eyes. The guy that had a crush on me, the same guy that locked me up for 3 years because I didn't return his feelings, was right here, hugging me. I couldn't believe after 6 years, 6 years we meet. To be very honest, I kinda miss him.

"Yoongiii." I cried like I have never before. I cried in his embrace, as he cried with me. We both missed each other so much. I loved him. So much. But as a friend of course. I hope he feels the same way now.

"Jimin. *sniff* I can't believe it. You're actually here." He smiled at me.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I heard what happened." He looked at me with a sad smile, filled with pity.

"A guy called Taehyung told me everything. How you were sentenced in jail, and why you came here to the hospital. Jimin I was worried. I was worried sick. How could you not text me? How could you not tell me what happened?"

He paused for a while. Then continued.

"I have been trying to live with what you said. I love you Jimin, but as a friend now. I don't have feelings for you anymore." We both laughed together.

"Sooooo have you met anyone?" He looked down. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that question? "I did actually. But it didn't turn out so well. I'm still trynna find someone that suit me. It'll be quiet hard to find someone like you since you're veeery rare." We both laughed again.

"Yup. I'm so rare. There's only one Park Jimin." I smirked as he smiled at me. "Yup. Only one Park Jimin." He continued. "Anyone would be lucky to have you, Jimin."

"Shut up." He smiled again. "Speaking of lucky." He turned to Jungkook. "Are you the lucky guy?" He asked Jungkook.

I giggled a little as Jungkook blushed. "W-well..N-no."

"Aw but why? You two look really cute together."

"We do?" I asked him.

"Yup. I ship you two already." He said happily.

Jungkook couldn't stop blushing. Anyone would mistake him for a living tomato. We both laughed uncontrollably at the blushing tomato.

We spoke a little more. I introduced Yoongi to Jungkook. They became really good friends actually. A few days later I got discharged from the hospital. Which brings me back to...my cell.

"Great." I spat out kicking the rock that somehow fell from the non existent roof.

It's been 3 days since I've been out from the hospital. Yoongi, Tae, and Jungkook promised me that they would try and find a way for me to get out of jail. Long story short, Taehyung saw everything that happened that night I got arrested, he told Jungkook and Yoongi everything, literally, not missing any detail.

Jungkook felt so bad for me. He was literally crying when he was listening to Tae telling the story. I knew he felt bad. I was kinda proud. But I also felt bad for HIM.

While waiting for them to make up a plan to get me out, I heard my cell door open revealing a masked man. I knitted my eyebrows, looking confused AND feeling confused. But me, I don't fear anything. That's just who I am.

I wasn't scared, I was confused. Who is that guy? Why is he here? How did he even get the keys to enter here?

I had no time to react as I felt a strong pair of arms picking me up from the floor. The masked man held my collar and threw me onto the wall, still holding on to me.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" I screamed in his face. "That's none of your business, kid. Now you better do as I say."

And again, me who fears NO ONE, dared to talk back.
"And what if I don't?!"

He chuckled. "You're a brave one. Just as Jungkook told me."

"What? How do you know Jungko-"

I froze as realization hit me. It's......

"Mr. Jeon?"

"Indeed it's me, kid. Nice to meet you...again." He smirked. He was holding onto my wrist with his other hand on my side, trapping me.

His hold on my wrist got so hard that I felt my blood circulation was about to stop. "Y-you're hurting me.." I managed to blurt out. He smirked even more and his hold on my wrist tightened.

"P-please..."

I was in so much pain. He finally let go of my wrist, but instead, held my throat really tightly I could barely breathe.

"W-why are y-you doing t-this?" I asked him.

"To pay back for my daughter of course."

"W-what?"

"Come in honey."

I looked to my side, only to find...

"Neena?"