Sanity

49: I'm Sick

Jungkook POV

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HES GONE??!!" I screamed.

"He left last night and no one knew it. We haven't seen him anywhere in Korea or outside of Asia. He's off the grid, sir."

"I don't care how long it takes... you find him."

I woke up, waiting to see Jimin... but instead saw a note from him.

Hey Kook,

I hope your healing up okay... sorry for the broken bones T_T.... I bet you're wondering where I am... well, I don't even know probably. I just took a random flight with a random passport and I left. Sorry... but this whole cult thing? It isn't for me. I can't keep going like this... I might die from the amount of torture I've already taken. Raise Daehyun well and make sure everyone stays okay!!! I'll miss you and yes, I loved you.

From,

Park Jimin.

My kid is crying cause he wants to see Jimin and give him the cake he just made. Taeyong is struggling to move very much buts he's tracking Jimin down for me with Hoseok. Namjoon and Taehyung and trying to calm Daehyun while Yoongi and Jin are searching through Jimin's blood and DNA to find a match to any kind of hint Jimin would've left for us.

Me?

I'm working through the mafia, barely holding up cause the one person keeping me sane is missing.

Jimin... wherever you are, please be safe...

Come home...

Time Skip: A Bunch of Years Later

(Daehyun is now like 18 ish)

Jimin POV

Life sucks.

Yeah...

I got used to it.

The feeling of silence, without fires and stress of cases, the feeling of a void.

I got used to no Jungkook or cult.

Not the best thing ever but it works.

I moved to America, all cash and no strings attached to anyone from Korea. I was currently working in a cafe that was very popular and had enough workers so I wouldn't be noticed by many.

It was currently 7 PM and I had just finished my 12 hour shift.

The dark house was clean like how I left it and I just rushed to my room right away.

I changed my clothes out of the bright clothing into something much darker and sexier.

As I sat on my couch after finding no food left over, I just played on my phone.

It was silent, just how I liked it.... until I heard a knock at the door.

"OPEN UP!! THIS IS A PRIVATE TEAM TO INVESTIGATE!!" I grabbed my gun from my room... all the way from my FBI years and hid.

The door broke down and I glared at them secretly.

My door was the best you could find, and they break it like Namjoon broke everything? That's not cool...

"Search everywhere." I heard this young voice... oddly familiar but not someone from the cult.

Then who the fuck is this?

Someone managed to see me and I panicked and snapped their neck really fast when they tried to grab me.

I cursed out loud and slapped myself mentally. Trying to run for it, I was pulled back some kind of force.

Other people came towards as I managed to escape the grip, and I straight up went bang bang with my gun.

"Hold your fire. You can't hurt him..."

"COME AT ME BITCH!! IM FUCKING STRONGER THAN YOU!!" I screamed running down the halls of my house until the same force pulled me back.

"Not so fast..."

"Who the fuck do you think you biatches are?! Breaking into my house and attacking me for no fucking reason?!"

"Because, Jimin... I told you that no matter where you run I will find you. Now quit struggling, you'll get tired."

"No! I don't give up!" I still tried pushing against his chest but his crushing hug made it harder for me to move. "Stop..."

"I missed you so much baby~" He kissed my forehead and held me close... like I would run away again.

"Jungkook stop." I sighed and managed to escape his grasp.

"Dae, you know what to do." He sighed as the smaller boy walked towards me.

I suddenly paused. "Wait... Daehyun?" The smaller boy smiled brightly.

"See Appa! He does remember me!" The young adult was gushing and hugged me so tightly.

I looked between the two.

The same cheeks, bunny teeth, and body shape. He had my sisters eyes and pale as fuck skin.

"No way... what the actual hell?" I began walking backwards in an attempt to escape subtlety... but Jungkook dragged me back to his car and just drove off with Daehyun as well. The other people went in some other car and followed us in front and behind.

"When I said you can't escape... why did you?"

"Cause why not?"

"I've told you once and I'll tell you again... I'll always find you. So try running— I'll catch you and keep you locked up forever until you give up~" I shivered at the contact to my neck and the close proximity.

"But that's Daehyun?!" I still looked at him in shock and the kid just sighed.

"Yes hyung... I'm the same kid who was into knife throwing when I was like 6. And made a bunch of food with you when I was 7... before you left."

I looked down at my thighs and picked at the skin.

I hope I can escape again.

I can't be stuck in that place ever again.

Please. Get me out of here.