Chapter 22

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Jinyeong had been in the basement alone for around five hours before Minyoung came back.
"Wake up, bitch. Time to text Jungkookie and tell him to say goodbye!" Minyoung slammed her hand multiple times on Jinyeongs thighs, surely leaving more bruises.
Jinyeong woke up with a start, her arms and legs aching more now that she had slept while tied up. She could already feel the bruises forming on her arms, back, and legs. The chair was hard, and the back bent up, her spine getting bursts of pain if she moved too much.
"What, don't like the idea? Doesn't matter. You don't have a choice." Minyoung started pulling stuff from a dark corner of the room.
It was a tripod, a camera, a laptop, and what looked to be a tray on wheels, which was covered by a cloth.
"Before we start, I'm going to have to mess you up a little. Just so it's a good beginning." Minyoung set everything up, then approached Jinyeong.
Jinyeong looked at her with fear, before being punched straight in the eye.


SLAM!
Jungkook punched Taehyung right in his gut, the two wearing safety gear as they fought.
Jungkook had anger issues when he was younger, so he used to call Taeyong when he felt like he was going to burst. Taeyong had been a friend of his brother, but soon became a close friend of Jungkook, and the two quickly realized that if Jungkook could punch something, he would be just fine.
The two had been going at it for two hours, Taeyong and Lucas alternating positions, but Jungkook never stopped. He kept going, and going, and going. He thought about Jinyeong. He thought about Yoongi, and Jin, and Namjoon. He was scared and angry and felt like he was going to be sick from everything, but he just kept the punches rolling. He was seeing red, only stopping when one or the other would tap out and switch places.
Taeyong was worried. He hadn't seen Jungkook like this before, had never seen him so angry that he wouldn't stop. Even professionals would be tired at this point, and Jungkook had gotten a little slower, but he kept them going.
Eventually, Jungkook just collapsed. He started sobbing and Taeyong had to pull him from the rink to sit him in the showers. He helped him wash off while listening to Jungkook and what was going on. Once they were finished, Jungkook was exhausted. He looked at his phone and saw that Yoongi had texted him, telling him not to do anything stupid. Jin had called him three times and texted him that if he wanted to know what was going on, then he should call him back. Namjoon had also texted, saying that when he was done letting off some steam, that he should head to their house.
And Jinyeong had texted him.
Jungkook didn't even open it. He grabbed his stuff, thanked Taeyong and Lucas, and sprinted to the Kims house.
Bursting through the door, Jungkook saw four people in the dining room. Yoongi, Jimin, Jin, and Namjoon.
"Jungkook? Where have you been?" Jin got up and saw how sweaty and tired he was.
"Jinyeong texted me! I was punching some stuff and she texted me but I wasn't paying attention." Jungkook rambled, stumbling over to Yoongi.
"I haven't opened it yet."
Jungkook sat down with the other four men and opened his phone. He clicked into his messages and then opened his text string with Jinyeong.
It was a video.


Jinyeong hated this. She didn't care that she was hurt. All she cared about was that if Minyoung even took a photo of her and sent it to Jungkook, he would go crazy. He would show it to her family which hurt her even more, knowing that all those whom she loves and loves her, would feel the pain of watching someone get hurt and not being able to do anything about it.
"Okie dokie! It's recording!" Minyoung was wearing a mask now, not showing her face, only her eyes.
"Hello, Jeon Jungkook and most likely other company. I am, well, not going to tell you my name. But I'm sure you know hers!" She moved out the way so that Jinyeong was visible.
And she looked like hell.

"I am here, today, to show you why you shouldn't just ignore people who have obvious crushes on you. I left plenty of notes, plenty of drawings, but neither of you listened, and I could never hurt you, Jungkook. So I picked the next best thing! Your girlfriend!"
Minyoung was sick. So, so, so horribly sick. Jinyeong couldn't believe what one-sided love could do to a person.
"I guess we'll go ahead and start. I'll just stay quiet so that you can hear her scream. Right then." Minyoung moved off camera to the tray, uncovering it.
Jinyeong almost screamed when she saw what was on it.

Knives.

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