Promises (Season 2)

Chapter 9

I start to run across to the other room.

"Jungkook!" I see his head perk up. I see he quietly says "y/n?" And as he sees my panicked face, he looks as panicked as I am.

Jungkook: "Y/N! HELP ME!!" I look over and see.....Chanyeol, with a stretched out smile and a knife in his hand.

I bang on the door, pleading for him to stop, to not do it. Jungkook turns his head and is completely petrified, knowing fully well, he'll die.

"No! No! No! NO! NO! Oh please god no!!!" I pound on the window and as I jiggle the door handle, knowing it's locked, I panic even more.

I look around and see nothing to pry open a door. I step back and kick the door with all my strength, hoping it will at least open the door.

I kick the door a couple of times and as it opens, I storm in and as I see Chanyeol staring down on Jungkook with a sinister, joker smile and Jungkook looking so pale and petrified, I tackle Chanyeol to the ground.

In the process, he scrunches himself up and I feel a sharp pain on my side.

I scream loudly as I look and see a knife lodged into my side. I see a little blood dripping out of it and I gulp. I'm going to die.

I look up and see Chanyeol, shockingly, scared. "Y-y/n!" I see him on his knees, along with me, staring at the knife.

He reaches out to try and pull the knife out but I quickly slap his hands.

Y/n: "You don't pull a knife out of someone's body. It'll cause more blood loss." He gulps and nods.

Chanyeol: "I..I.." I glare at him and he basically becomes a little puppy and acts like a dog, all sad and looks down in shame.

Jungkook: "Y/n! Are you ok?" I turn to Jungkook and see he's trying to turn his head to face me but falls in the process.

I stagger up and wince in pain. Feeling the knife move a bit.

"Hey, I'm...ugh...o-ok.." I say with a little uneven breathing.

"Oh my god." He widens his eyes and I see tears form on the brink of his eyes. He stares at the knife with blood surrounding it.

"H-Hey.. I'm... fine... I'm alright. I s-swear." I say, with a little gulp.

"Y/n. No, no you're not fine! Please!! Take it out!!" I shake my head.

"You already heard me." He hyperventilates and stares at the knife in panic.

I turn to Chanyeol. "Untie him." He looks at me in shock.

"What?! Why!!" I glare at him coldly. I point at the knife on my side as I slouch a bit in pain and wince slightly.

"A-Alright." He begrudgingly unties Jungkook, and as he rubs his wrists, he turns to Chanyeol and throws a quick right hook to Chanyeol's temple and he knocks out easily.

"God that guy needs to die." He turns to me, rubbing his knuckles.

"Come on, we need to get you out of here." I shake my head weakly.

"What?! Why Y/n! I can't leave you!!" He says as he places his hands on my arms. I wince a bit as he accidentally moves the arm that has my hand holding the knife.

"I'm sorry." He whispers.

He puts his hand to his mouth and stares at me. "When did we come to this?"

I sigh. "I know, one minute we we're having fun and being college students and next" I look around and see passed out Chanyeol and look at my hand with blood on it and a knife.

"The next we're in the middle of these...mass murderers." He gulps and as he grabs my arm that isn't holding the knife, I get out of his grip.

"Come on! We need to go!!" I shake my head.

"You all are important to others and to me, and I don't want you all to lose out on life. So please...go. I'll be fine. I promise." He shakes his head.

"I'm not leaving you!"

"And I'm not leaving my baby!!" He gulps and becomes rigid as he sees the panic and terrified look on my face.

I sigh. "She has him. She has him and since she does, then that means she has me. But, you guys need to go. I already freed the others. Now go!!"

He gulps and becomes teary. "Y/n." He says softly.

"Jungkook. I love you. You are my brother. My best friend. And that means I want you, no, need you to go now. So go. Please." He gulps and as the tears stream down his face, he quickly turns on his heels and runs away, without looking back.

I feel the tears swell up in my eyes as I see his figure disappear. I picture each one of their faces, smiling and laughing. Enjoying each other's company. I smile a little, knowing I freed them.

I drag myself back up to the second floor and as I look and see there are no bodyguards, no BTS members, I sigh of relief and head to the kitchen.

I gulp and as my hand shakes and grabs the knife with my hand, I take a couple deep breaths and pull it out on an exhale. I scream in agony and basically feel like dying.

I gulp and see how much blood is oozing out and I quickly grab a towel and put pressure on it and try to make the bleeding slow down.

I pant heavily and gulp.

"I...have......to..........stay...............awake." I say as I feel myself lose my balance and fall to the side. All I remember seeing is a pool of blood around me and then black.

???: "y/n?"

"Y/n?!"

*Beep*

*Beep*

I slowly open my eyes, feeling like it's tons of weights.

I turn my head and look around. This is the same room Xiumin confessed to me. Before he died.

He was kind of a good guy....ish. But then I remembered the times he's yelled at me. Beat me....forced himself on me.

I gulp, those nightmares aren't going away now that I don't have Jimin. As I look around adjusting to the dark room I look and see....IU. She's sitting on the couch with her arms crossed and her legs crossed.

IU: "Seems like someone decided to be naughty." She stared me down as she started to head over my way. I tremble since I know what she's capable of.

Y/n: "P-Please... don't kill me."

She laughs.

IU: "I won't kill you."

I breath a sigh of relief.

"I'll punish you."

I look up at her and see that devilish smirk. Of course, here we go again.