Jimin yanked his hand repeatedly trying to get the handcuffs loose. He scrummaged through the night stand looking for something to free himself. When his eyes fell upon all the images of Jungkook. There had to be at least 30 photos. Some from even when he was younger and some more recent.
He pushed that aside as he rummaged through the nightstand drawer. He fell upon pictures of himself. Many of them, the back read" dirty blonde hair, dresser: kim Taehyung"
She was tracking everything he was doing and he knew who had dyed his hair. This woman wasn't only crazy but also a creep as well.
suddenly the door opened and Irene came along with a tall man. He was tall and handsome, the two looked very similar to each other, so Jimin guessed it was her brother.
"take him to the basement"
"Can't i have fun first" the tall man whined
"Ughh fine make it quick"
Jimin curled up into a ball as he heard the door close. He could hear the man speaking to him but he decided to ignore it. He told him how beautiful he was and how he'd definitely give him a great time.
"Come on baby, don't make this harder than what it needs to be"
The man pulled Jimin's leg making him lay out flat on the bed quickly straddled the smaller as Jimin pleaded for him to stop. His hands roamed all over his body. The man tugged jimin's pants down as Jimin began to cry. "Please I'll give you anything just don't fuck me"
"Can't do that" the man said as he gripped onto blonde Jimin's hair pushing his head back onto the bed making him cry in pain has he licked over his neck. Jimin used his one hand to push away the man but his strength was no match to him.
The man turned around to the voice of Irene, turning back around only to be met with a glass lamp to the head knocking him onto the floor. Jimin then grabbed the hidden paper clip and began to pick at the lock. To his surprise it worked but as soon as he opened it. Irene opened the door pointing a gun at the older. "Jimin, baby why do you have to make this harder then it has to be"
Irene kicked the younger brother,"get up come on, he's smaller than you Choi"
He struggled as Irene took off his handcuffs. Jimin was pulled to the ground roughly but he did his best to pull himself away but it was no use.
Choi slowly got up grabbing Jimin's legs and dragging him put the room.
He began dragging Jimin through the halls while the smaller used his hands to grab onto the wall while knocking over glass and stuff. "Please don't do this" jimin pleaded as the man continued to roughly drag him away
"I'll stay away just don't hurt my my family please" Jimin cried
"Don't cry Jiminie, it'll ruin your beautiful face" Irene cooed before bursting out in laughter. "You know I really enjoyed taking care of you mr. Park"
It was nice knowing you,choi" Irene nodded her head.With that the man let Jimin go as the smaller tumbled down the stairs hitting his head on the hard ground, knocking him unconscious.
"Go get the car"
Jimin eyes opened and he was hit with a wave of pain. He grabbed his head feeling wetness. He was in the dark, no light whatsoever. He looked around but it was hopeless it was dark. But he realized someone hadn't left. Footsteps sounded,getting closer to the door second by second. A miracle happened the door opened and the man proceeded down the stairs towards jimin who played dead.
He came closer to Jimin and picked up his "lifeless" body. "Why did she ask me to do this" The man said as he threw Jimin over his shoulder as he made his way up the wooden stairs creaking every moment he made. Once out the door with Jimin finally, Choi made his way towards the kitchen. In Jimin's reach was a frying pan, so very slowly he reached for it, successfully grabbing the handle he picked it up before bringing his hand back with full force. The pan collided with the man's head multiple times til he fell to the ground. Jimin didn't stop until he knew the man was dead. He scooted away in fear as he looked at the man's body. He'd never done anything like this in his life before but it was for his own good.
Jimin searched around for any type of communication device. He couldn't find his phone so he would have to call from something else. Quickly he dragged himself around, it was very tiring but he didn't have much time to complain or think about the stress on his body. She was clever but everyone slips up, sitting in the living room was Jimin's wheelchair. The smaller dragged himself there, muscles burning every move he made. Jimin quickly unfolded it and pulled himself up into it with all his strength.
Irene reached over for her bag when she realized it wasn't there. "Fuck"
The woman quickly stopped and turned around down the barely busy road. She needed to go back in the house for a few minutes.
He quickly rolled around the kitchen then he spotted a house phone, no signal. All the phones had been cut.
Irene smiled as she drove back in the direction to the house. She wanted this to happen, she wanted to kill Jimin all by herself this entire time. Her brother knew too much and it could be used against her, so she had to get rid of him but not with her hands but with Jimin's.
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The Truth Untold (Jikook){sequel To Journey} {COMPLETED}
Fanfiction"I can't do this anymore" {sequel to Journey} in which jimin is diagnosed with a tumor on the right side of his heart. He doesn't understand why it's there but he's not accepting death today. He and jungkook have children and he's not going to leave...
