Just let me love you (a jikook fanfiction) Mature content

Chapter 16 Foiled plans

Jeongyeon couldn't shake off this uneasy feeling that had washed over her since Mr Jeon's phone call, and from the looks of it Jungkook was growing fidgety and nervous, also thinking the evening had taken a strange turn.  "Jungkook" Jeongyeon smiled and addressed the boy next to her "shall we take a look at the sweet cart together?".  She stood without waiting for a reply and dragged Jungkook up by the elbow, smile never faltering, but Jungkook could see a little crease form between her brow as if she wanted to drag him away from the elders desperately.

As they made their way from the table, they could hear the coo's from Jungkooks mother, already thinking that Jeongyeon was a perfect match for her son.  They kept their composure until they were out of eye-shot of the parents, especially Mr Jeon.  "Something's not right" Jeongyeon breathed out, "I feel it too, My father is upto something, I've got an awful gnawing in the pit of my stomach" said Jungkook shakily.  "Where's Jimin?" questioned the girl beginning to panic, Jungkook's eyes widened "Wait, h-how do you know i'm with Jimin" he felt the prickles on his neck, but then he saw the fear in Jeongyeon's eyes "look, just call Jimin, NOW, make sure he's ok, something is happening here and i've got a bad feeling" Jeongyeon stated a little out of breath due to the panic that was rising from her gut.

Due to Jimin's phone being on record, he had forwarded all incoming calls straight to voicemail, which did nothing to alleviate the fears of his boyfriend, nor the girl who felt she was to blame for anything that could happen that night.  Jungkook called Namjoon who was having a movie night with Tae, Hobi, Jin and Yoongi and picked up his phone on the second ring, "Yo, Kook, whatsup cus, better be important, this dude is about to get a cap in his ass" Namjoon and the others laughed at his terrible American accent.  "Namjoon, please..... p-please" sobbed Jungkook which immediately got everyone's attention "get over to Jimin's, I think something has happened to him, I cant explain, but please, NOW, please".  Jungkook heard the phone go dead and hoped that his Hyung's would get across to Jimin's apartment, ring him back and tell him he'd been stupid and that Jimin was fine.  Jeongyeon just stood there pale, seeing the state of the crumpled boy next to her.  "Lets go" she said, "We can take my car, I'll text my father on the way ", and the two slipped out of the restaurant without being spotted by the elders.

Meanwhile back at Jimin's apartment, Jackson was about to strike the last fatal blow to Jimin's skull that would surely extinguish his life and earn him an abundance of wons.  I might take a vacation after this, he thought to himself smiling.  Just at that moment, he heard many footsteps running towards Jimin's apartment, multiple shouting and loud banging on the door, the jangling of keys being forced into the lock (of course Tae had a set for emergencies).  

"Fuck" he whispered dropping the baton, looking about for an escape route.  He was a man of many underhanded talents, thats why Mr Jeon kept using his services, he was ex-military and quick witted.  Seizing the opportunity, he used the rope that he had brought in with him, he had originally planned to tie Jimin's arms and legs and mess his apartment up to look like a robbery.

Quickly tying the rope around his waist and securing the other end to Jimin's now opened bedroom window, he dropped backwards reaching the ground with about a foot to spare.  He cut the rope with a knife he had in his utility trousers and made his way swiftly back to the car with the blackened out windows.  "Fuck, shit" he raged once behind the wheel, the boy was as good as dead he thought, yes he'd left it sloppy, but sometimes a plan B had to be made, he'd still done his job and still wanted his won's.  He decided to wait it out in the car as he saw many figures enter the room he's just abseiled from. 

The boys burst into Jimin's bedroom instantly laying eyes on his lifeless, bleeding and crumpled figure in front of them.  He was hardly recognisable, face swollen and covered in blood which pooled around him onto the once cream carpet underneath.  The boys were screaming and crying and Hobi was dry heaving in the corner, shaking at the sight.  "Jimin" screamed Tae reaching for his best friend "phone a fucking ambulance" he sobbed.  Namjoon was already on it, he was trying to communicate with the lady over the phone between sobs who was attempting to calm him down and advising him to check the carotid artery in Jimin's neck for a pulse".  Namjoon quickly got down besides Jimin and pressed hard where the lady had told him to "Yes, i feel a faint beat" he cried to the lady on the phone, it was faint, but it was there.  "Ok, sir, now the ambulance is pulling up outside, make sure they have a clear path so we can get him to hospital ASAP" said the lady in a kind, professional voice.  

The boys moved the furniture quickly whilst Tae remained with Jimin, cradling his best friend, not bothering that he was covered in his blood.  Hobi directed the paramedics to the apartment between sobs and heaves of his stomach as two police cars were quick to arrive straight after the ambulance. 

 The paramedics acted swiftly and checked Jimin's vital signs before moving him onto a special stretcher with a neck support and strapping him in.  A cannula was inserted into his arm and a bag of clear fluid was squeezed from a height by one of the ambulance crew, while the other injected something into his arm, opened his eyelids and shone a torch into them to look for a pupil reaction.  An oxygen mask was placed over Jimin's face and pressure was applied to the wound still oozing with blood from the right side of his temple.  The boys stood and looked on in shock, racing breaths and sobs were all that could be heard through the apartment.  Yoongi was holding Hobi who had fainted twice, Tae remained by his best friend, his face blank, whilst a tearful Namjoon and Jin were talking to the police officers who had turned up to witness the scene.

The police thought this might have been an attempted rape or robbery, a professional job due to the skilled lock picking and noticed the rope hanging from the bedroom window.  "They came prepared" stated the officer "this was definitely pre meditated, has the young man any enemies? owe any debts?" the officer questioned.  "N-no" stated Namjoon in shock "Jimin's a dance student, a good kid, never been in any trouble".  "Shit" stated Namjoon, "I need to call Jungkook, h-his boyfriend" as the tears started to pour again.  "The young man is Gay?" questioned the officer to the nod of Jin's head "It could be a homophobic attack, theres more happen than you'd think, there's some sick bastards out there" the officer said in a matter of fact tone.  

Jackson carried on looking from his car window, hidden from sight, he couldn't drive away yet, it would rouse suspicion, he'd just have to wait it out.  Surely the boy was dead, the ambulance crew had been in there long enough.  Just then a small white mini car pulled up haphazardly just ahead of the police cars and out raced Jungkook and a girl.  "What the fuck are you doing here?" Jackson seethed to himself, if Mr Jeon found out he'd fucked up, he wouldn't get his wons, nor any future jobs.  Just then jacksons cell started to vibrate "shit, it's Jeon", he cleared his throat, ready to lie to get his money transferred then he could get the hell out of Seoul and lay low for a while. 

 "Mr Jeon" spoke Jackson confidently, he heard the man ask if their issue was 'sorted' and he gave back the confident lie reassuring Jeon that all had gone to plan.  Mr Jeon was pleased and informed him to check his bank account as he'd made it worth his while.   Jackson immediately checked his account and transferred the thousands of won's to an untraceable account ready for his getaway.  "Not my problem now Jeon, you're a sick fuck, but hey, who am I to judge" he laughed to himself, seizing the opportunity to reverse slowly away from the crime scene, the boy, or aftermath wasn't his problem now.  Little did he know that Jimin's phone had captured the whole ordeal on video including the de-masking of his attacker...