limerence - Jikook

3: fear

Jm pov

11.30 pm. I'm not in a good mood today. I want to get home, but Taehyung keeps asking what's wrong and why I'm acting 'off.'

He doesn't know what I do to be allowed in here. He probably assumes that I can just enter, like he can.

I used to be okay with my way of paying, but lately I feel dirtier with every time I do it. It doesn't feel right anymore. But still, I love this place and I don't wanna have to stop coming here.

Taehyung must be noticing that I'm lost in thoughts, because he starts tugging at my shirt, asking for my attention. "What do you want Tae," I mumble out along with a sigh.

"What's wrong?" He asks in a whiny tone for what must be the eighth time this evening. "I told you, I'm fine," I answer, getting very annoyed.

"Jimiiinnnnn?" redhead says, rising his pitch. By the tone of voice, I know the following question will be one I don't approve of. Nonetheless I mumble a low yes.

"Yoongs asked if I wanna stay over at his place," Taehyung says, flashing me a wide boxy smile. My mouth opens wide. Is this bitch really about to ditch me?

"We were gonna go home together, besides you have school tomorrow!" I answer with rage clear in my voice. "I know, I know, but since I've been so busy I haven't slept over in like a week," he tells me. I scoff. What a friend.

"I'll make it up to you! Yoongs has many single friends, I can ask him to set you up with one?" Redhead offers me, but my reply to his question is: "His friends are like what? 50? No thank you!"

I see Taehyung rolling his eyes. I know he gets annoyed when I joke about his boyfriends age, but c'mon, the relationship isn't even legal. I mean, neither is us going to a club and me selling my body to be allowed in, but he's basically in a relationship with his dad.

"Yoongs is just 29 alright, that's not old, he's still a young adult,' he tries convincing me. But I'm not even interested.

"Whatever, Tae, you better make this up to me. I'mma call an uber."

After calling the uber, who will be at the bus stop in 15 mins, I start gathering my stuff. Why the bus stop you ask? Well, uber drivers don't know about this place because it's off the grid, and they shouldn't know about this place because it's illegal. So three minutes away will do.

"Be careful, Jiminie," Taehyung says before pecking me lightly on the crown of my head, as a sign of friendship. "Thanks, traitor," I mock him, making him pout at me. "See you tomorrow Minnie," he pinches my cheeks. "See you tomorrow, Redhead" I say right before exiting the club.

Great. Utter darkness, and about 6 creepy alleys to pass before I get to reach my bus stop. Just great. The cold breeze sends chills down my spine, as I regret leaving this club on my own.

Just 100 steps until the bus stop. 99..98..97..96...95..94... And suddenly a wave of fear takes over my body.

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A scream, a shriek, so shrill yet so short. Too short for anyone further than 2 streets to hear. But so fearful. I hide behind the nearest wall, but it doesn't make me feel safe at all, since I have no idea where the danger is coming from.

Suddenly, I hear a very quiet sound, that my brain categorizes as a mans voice, making it very clear that the scene is unfolding on my left, a very short, dead-end alley.

As afraid as I'm am, I can't not look. I have to see what's going on. I thank the darkness for preventing my presence to be known, yet I curse it for only allowing me to see silhouettes.

The man takes out what I assume is a gun, but I don't have to wait long for that confirmation. Right before he shoots her right in her head and I see her now lifeless body fall onto the ground. The man walks away as if nothing just happened.

Fuck, I gotta get out of here! The first thing in my mind, but where do I go? Do I run? Do I hide? I have maybe 2 seconds until he reaches the place where I'm currently at, a plain wall.

As I'm about to run, I realize that the fear has paralyzed my legs, and I completely collapse to the floor, and even though I wasn't conscious for this, I must assume that made some noise, because the next thing I know is looking right in the eyes of a man who'd just killed a woman.

I can't really bring out anything, but manage to mumble a quiet "fuck," barely moving my lips. I'm on the ground still, the man, whom I assume is the killer as he is holding a gun, looks at me with a stern look, kneeled down to be near my level.

It takes me a while to realize, since it's hella dark, but this is the same man as the one I bumped into earlier in the bathroom. Big black doe eyes, beautiful dark, semi-long hair.

"What did you see," He mumbles with a voice that is not just scary, but also perfectly sexy. "I saw.." I try to make out, wanting to lie, but knowing how bad I am at it and how little it would help me in this situation.

"You saw everything," The man says, probably being smart enough to figure it out by my reaction. "That's too bad.." He says, and suddenly my heart rate picks up speed. Fuck, he's gonna kill me.

"Are you... Will you... Kill... M..e..?" I manage to whisper out, not even knowing how to get out of the situation at this point. "I really should," the man begins, standing up, and to my surprise offering me a hand. "but wouldn't that be a waste?" he says, right when I take his hand.

Now we're both standing I get reminded of the fact that I'm pretty short, looking up at the tall man in front of me. So he won't kill me. But something tells me I don't get to be off the hook just like that.

"What do you want.. In return.. for not.. killing me?" I say, being used to the way this works already. The tall man chuckles, taking my hand which makes my heart triple its speed once again. FUCK, is this guy kidnapping me????

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