-Jungkook pov-It was time for me to get ready for bed, but that dream. Why is it still in my mind, I can't get it off my mind. While brushing my teeth I just stared in the mirror at myself. My face was blank with no expression, but really I was thinking too much.
After freshening up I went to my bedroom to get into bed and try to sleep. I needed some rest after a really long day of stressing and trying to look for Eunha. I needed to get my mind off things for a bit and figure things out tomorrow.
*Eunha.. please don't give up on me now. Don't leave me yet..* I said before closing my eyes.
-Eunha pov-
"Mmmm!.." I look around confused.
I don't know how long I've been in this weird place. I just woke up.
The place was dark and dirty, it had a weird smell in it which I couldn't explain. I tried moving but my arms and legs were up to a chair, there was a cloth covering my mouth which stopped me from talking. My arms and legs felt like bursting, they ached like hell.
"Hemmm!!" I tried shouting "help me"
Suddenly I heard suffering from somewhere. Next thing I knew footsteps were heading right towards me. I was swinging my head left to right to see if it was Jungkook coming to save me.
"Mmm!" I mumbled Jungkook's name. I was smiling under the cloths as relief filled my body.
"Looking for Jungkook? Well.. he's not here.." Said a quiet voice. The voice was coming from behind me. I assumed it was a male as the voice was raspy and deep. So that means.. he's not here? Then who... who is behind me..
"W-who are you?.." I stuttered. I was scared to turn around.
"Who am I? Guess." I could feel him smirking. I closed my eyes and inhaled.. what do I say?..
"Come on, speak." Footsteps became closer. The next thing I knew he was touching my hair?!
"Don't touch me!" I pulled away from the grip.
Again he kept trying to touch my hair, but I refused and kept pulling away until..
"WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT?!" He roughly grabbed my hair, and whispered into my left ear. I whimpered at the aggression. It felt like all my hair just ripped off my head.
"You better behave yourself or else.." He whispers as the grip was released. My hair was a full on mess.
"Why did you bring me here.." I asked quietly.
"Huh? I can't hear you."
"Why did you bring me here." I repeated.
"I'm going to kill you. You know Jungkook right?" He asked
"Y-yeah.." I couldn't speak properly. A lump in my throat began to form.
"I killed is family.."
"Why? WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?" I raised my voice at him. Suddenly the anger in my body caused me to sweat, the blood in my body boiled. Tears blurred my vision.
"You see I caught his parents stealing thousands of dollars from me. When I came to look there was nothing left. I worked hard on that money... with a couple of my friends. We seek for revenge... and we did. We killed his family, but unfortunately Jungkook didn't go with them. We heard the police sirens in the distance, there was no chance to find and kill him."
I was so shocked, but so angry. I couldn't believe Jungkook's family did such horrible thing. The most shocking part was when he mentioned that his whole family got torn apart, leaving Jungkook with nobody by his side. I felt a tear slowly roll down my cheek. My head was lowered down and my hair covered my face.
"Aww, is little Eunha upset?" He mocked. I bit my lip trying to control my hiccups and sobs.
I heard him rustling behind me. Suddenly I heard him dialling a phone number. I grew curious so I turned to look. His back was facing me so I couldn't see anything.
"Hello?" He said through the phone.
The person on the other side of the phone was muffled, I couldn't understand.
"Yeah, I do." He said as he looked at me then turned away.
"In 3 days?! No, man we need to have some fun. What do you say?" That was the last thing he said then he hung up the phone, and walked off.
Have some fun? What does he mean by having fun. Since he was out of sight, I tried to free myself. My legs and arms were firmly tied together, It looked tuff to untie, but I'm not staying here any longer I needed to get back to Jungkook.
For some reason I have this weird feeling. It feels like my heart torn into two pieces, and the only thing to do is to find those two pieces then connect them together... but how?..
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The Killer Bunny || J.JK ✓
FanfictionGrowing up with abusive parents isn't what I thought life would lead me too. Bruises and past scars stayed as suicidal thoughts never leave my head, even if I wanted them to. I never had friends, I was always a depressed girl that had no one by thei...