Y/N POV
I'm thrown into what appears to be the back of a truck,
I tense up as I feel vibrations from underneath me,
We've started moving.
Who is taking me? Where are they taking me? and wtf?
After about 15 minutes the vehicle comes to a stop,
And Through the fabric of the bag I can just see a light which means they have opened the back of the truck.
I'm dragged out into the cool night air, the noise of the city around me,
Sounding quite distant?
Suddenly the sack is ripped off my head,
I'm on top of a building, wind howling in my ears and traffic bustling below.
I see Mika.
"Mika!?"
"Y/N, how could you!?"
"Mika? I didn't do anything to you?"
"Oh yes you did!" She screeches, pointing a finger at me accusingly,
"You took them from me!" "You took him"
"What's going on Mika?" I ask, worried at her behaviour,
"Oh NOTHING! EXCEPT THE FACT THAT MY BEST FRIEND HAS BETRAYED ME!" she cries, throwing her hands in the air, exasperated.
"Mika calm down, what's wrong?" I ask trying to soother her.
"You took Jeon Jungkook from me! He was mine, he was my soulmate! We had a connection!"
"How? You hadn't even met until l him and I bonded"
"I could feel it! In my merch!" She grabs at the Exo hoodie she's wearing,
I try not to laugh at her, this is ridiculous,
"I thought your bias was Hoseok?"
"I just said that to distract you from the fact that I was on the prowl for someone else,
Jeon jubpngkook the prey and I the predator!"
"You're nuts" I say shaking my head.
"You may think that, but when I have jungkooks children, I'll be the one laughing!"
(A/N what the heck am I writing? 😂)
"Please just listen.." I murmur, barely audible.
"NO! HE'S MINE! THEY'RE ALL MINE!"
She really has gone insane,
I think to myself as her words swirl around my brain, processing the situation,
MINE
MINE
MINE
mine.
A/N
Sorry it's been so long! Ahpghkeofnwodnspa!
Oof.
Dis chapter is weird af but new one soon, this time I mean it! ;)
Cya folks-JB
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