His Angel | P. Jimin

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Sugar's POV:

I was in my room, waiting
the arrival of the guests. I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was beautiful.

I could not have a smile on my face. I did not want this wedding. Not at all.

Jimin .. Where was he? What was he doing ? Surely with that girl ...

I should forget about him ... But I could not ...

Chanyeol pulled me out of my thoughts as he entered my room. He looked at me from top to bottom.

-"You are beautiful." He told me.

-Thanks you too. I say simply.

He approached me.

-"Are you stressing?" He asked me.

-"What ?" I say, looking at him.

-"For the plan."

I lowered my head. Indeed, I began to stress. Luis was not going to appreciate it.

-"Everything will be fine, I promise"

I lower my head.

-"Everything is going to be ok, if you want, we stay a little downstairs to say hello to people. You will stress less. And then I'll go join some friends while you go out of here. I would pretend I did not know anything. That way people think you do not want this wedding and you ran away so you will not be with me,and then I'll join you in front of the car "he said.

-"It's the truth at the same time, I do not want this marriage." I say, escaping a nervous giggle from stress.

-"Yes, it's true." He said laughing a little.

A heavy silence settled between us until a maid entered the room to ask us to come down.

-"Come on, everything's going to be okay." Chanyeol told me, stroking my shoulder.

I showed him a very weak smile.

Both of us oppose to this marriage. We don't want to get married...

That's why we do have a plan to escape

For the past two days, my life turned upside down. What I thought I knew was a lie.

Flashback two days earlier:

Oh... my... God.

I felt my surrondings spinning as I looked into my mirror... I was never a killer, I was never a psychopath...

I remember the day, the day that everything turned upside down in my life clearly. The voice that controlled me...

It was Luis's! I was feeling safe with a killer! A traitor!

I stumbled on my feet as I fell on the floor.

What should I do?! Oh my Goodness...

I felt like crying and throwing up at the same time.

Why me?? What did I do??

I look at the door as I heard voices down stairs.

My heart was beating fast as I tried to open the door. My hands were shaking and my breath accelerated.

I open the door as the floor seemed double, I held myself against the wall as I tried to go down. The ugly truth rushing down my system...