I hurriedly stuffed my favorite T-shirts, bras, underwear, shorts, and hoodies into one large duffel bag. Along with that went my money jar, hair ties, toiletry items, and every possession that was necessary and dear to me.
In the middle of stuffing my grandma's teddy bear into the far corner of the duffel bag, Tang walked into our room.
My heart sank. I was trying to hurry and pack before she got here so she wouldn't talk me out of anything. I had typed a letter explaining everything to her, except for the details about Jay.
He had told me more and more, and he also told me he'd completely explain in the car. From what I know now, things are so much worse than I had expected. I didn't want to believe him, but he had proof. So explaining why I was running away with my professor would be difficult in person.
"Heading home for the weekend?" Tang asked me while getting banana milk from the fridge.
I nodded not facing her. "It'll be a week or so." I felt guilty. Lying to Tang is something I'd never done, but the more people aware of our situation the worse it gets. I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. Ryan was already a problem, we have to take care of him first.
"Can I come?"
I turned around, facing her. "I kinda just want to spend time with my parents alone. Is that okay?"
She laughed "Your parents are in Mexico at a business conference with my parents silly. That means empty house and tons of parties! How could you forget?" She spilled some of the milk on the floor and scowled.
I swallowed hard. "Right... I guess I just have so much on my mind getting away for some air would be nice."
Hurt washed over Tang's expression making me wonder if I had done something wrong. She wasn't easily offended, she would usually brush things like this off.
"I know you might get sick of me because I'm you're roommate and we live together and all but I just... I don't know I feel like I barely see you. Am I tiring you out?" She asked me making me feel 200% worse.
I dashed over to her "Stop that nonsense right now. You are by no means tiring me out I just have to take care of something okay? I promise when I get back I'll be a better roommate and best friend."
Tang nodded but she still looked down in the dumps.
"Hey," I rested my hand on her shoulder. "You look like you have a lot on your mind too. I have time before I go, want to talk?".
She shrugged. "There's nothing to talk about. I just... I miss you Esme."
My heart broke a little. How could I leave my best friend without knowing when or how I was coming back? I was abandoning her and she couldn't save me this time. This time it was up to me and I guess Jay as well. I put myself in this situation, and now I'm going to have to deal with the consequences and fix it as quickly as possible so I can come back and be here for Tang.
I pulled her into a hug. "You know I love ya right? I've been a terrible best friend I know, but soon enough we'll be back to ourselves just like the old times."
She nodded into my shoulder "When you get back can we do that thing where we pay for one movie and then sneak into all the other movies playing?"
I chuckled a bit "Whatever you'd like." I pulled away from her and glanced at my duffel bag remembering I had to go, Jay was waiting out front.
"Ahn will keep you good company. Don't have too much fun crazy girl." I winked at her while slinging my bag over my shoulder.
She finally gave me a smile. "Be safe on the roads E. Love you."
"Love you too."
*
"You actually look normal." I threw my bag in the back and buckled myself in next to Jay.He shrugged "Mr.Jung was just a persona I created to protect myself. I'm not an old stuck up professor like I keep telling you."
I rolled my eyes. "It's just going to take some getting used to...Jay."
He nodded "Good, you can actually say my name; progress."
I rolled my eyes again, Jay was certainly less charming than "Mr.Jung" but he still was so damn cute. Now that I know he's even closer to my age, it's starting to feel less unrealistic that he could like me back. Not that I'd want a rich criminal liking me back or anything.
"Enough chit chat, what's happening first, and every chance you get you'd better start filling in the gaps to your story."
He started the car, and placed his hand behind my head cushion, turning his head around to begin backing up the vehicle. I felt my body getting warm, some things he does are just so attractive.
"First we go catch that rat, Ryan. He put my head back on the map and he still has important information. "The quicker we stop the spread of word that I'm alive the safer we will be."
I nodded. He still hadn't completely explained the whole "faked my death for higher profit" deal.
"And then what? What do we do when we get him? Erase his memory?" I asked sarcastically.
Jay wasn't amused. "I'm gonna fuck him up until I'm damn sure my name won't even attempt to leave his lips."
My eyebrows shot up at his remark. I still wasn't used to the personality switch. The Mr.Jung persona was so much more professional and hand crafted, while Jay himself seemed to be intimidating and cocky.
"What does that mean? Shouldn't we just put him in prison for shooting you?"
Jay scoffed "And then the whole world knows I'm alive. Not happening."
"So what the hell does 'fuck him up' mean? because if you're going to kill him—
Jay shot me a warning look. I decided to not continue talking and look the other way.
"I'm not going to kill him, but I'm going to hurt him badly mentally. If you don't have the stomach for this, you should probably leave... because I'm just getting started. There's a couple people I have to take care of before I get to the guy who sent me the envelope, you can tap out now and I'll do this by myself. I just think you're safer with me." He told me sternly.
I shook my head. "We need to do whatever we need to do so we both can be safe. I'm not leaving until that's the resolution I get."
He stopped at a red light "Are you sure? Because I'm not going to lie, Ryan was right about something... I am dangerous."
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Mr.Jung is Dangerous {Bts Jhope fanfic}
Fiksi PenggemarThe rules were simple. Stay away from Mr.Jung. Jung Hoseok, a smart young Psychology professor could be described as quiet, reserved, and unemotional. Or is that just what he wanted people to think? Esme, a freshman in college majoring in Psycholog...