𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 | jennie kim [✓]

Chapter 35- "jailbreak"

Y/N's POV
Two police guards, threw me into a cold damp looking cell, there was a bed in the corner, covered in thin white sheets. There was a toilet a bit over and a sink, I looked up at the rusty mirror hung over the sink.

"Enjoy your stay." One of the policemen laughed sarcastically.

I stared at the stained pavement ground, "not for long."

I sat on the hard bed, looking around, thinking about how to escape. A small square shape hole at the top of the cell caught my attention, I grinned.

The only problem was the guards, if I tried to get out through the vent the guards would see me and stop me, but before I could think of something to distract them with I heard people yelling from down the hall.

"THERE'S A FIGHT!"

At first the guards in front and near my cell didn't move, assuming that they had it under control.

After a couple of minutes they realized that they couldn't separate the two cell mates, so the guards ran to their aid.

The second they left I got the work, but I didn't have much on me so I had to be creative with what I had. First, I made fake me with pillows on the bed, then I found a pencil in my pocket and a small pair of scissors, some of my school supplies. I used the scissors to give the eraser a screwdriver like shape, then I got to work taking off the vent.

After taking it off I put one hand on each side of the hole in the ceiling, pulling myself upwards. A couple minutes went by and I was still struggling to get up, I heard footsteps coming down the hall, even though they were almost impossible to hear over the loud yelling coming from the end of the hallway, to me they sounded thunderous.

I felt my face getting hot, my palms sweating making it harder to pull myself up, but suddenly somehow I finally pulled myself up pulling my foot in right when the guard went by my cell, he saw the fake me on the bed, stopped, squinting at it, after a couple seconds he continued his walk.

I finally started breathing again, slowly crawling through the vents until hopefully one would take me outside, I opened each vent carefully making sure not to let anyone see me, after an hour of trial and error I was finally let outside.

I stood close to the wall, making my way out of the jail, suddenly I heard a stern voice speak, "Where do you think you're going?"

My whole body froze, my stomach dropped, and my palms where sweaty-er than ever. I turned around, to see a familiar face.

He grinned, walking closer to me, only then did I realize that Jennie's parents where walking after him.

"Please don't make me go back, you know I'm innocent all I want to do is help Jennie!" I pleaded, falling to my knees.

He grabbed my shoulders, and pulled me off the floor. "I won't, I'll help you."

I looked up in disbelief. "Why?"

He ignored my question, "I'm Detective Minjun by the way,"

I nodded, my attention shifting to Jennie's parents, I looked at them with anger and sadness, I can't believe they could betray me like that.

"What are you two doing here?" I spat, harshly.

"Y/N, please don't be mad, we know you love our daughter and we only did it to protect her." Mrs. Kim replied gently.

"What do you mean?"

"Taehyung. He threatened to hurt Jennie if we didn't say it was you." Mr. Kim confessed.

I still didn't reply, not knowing what to do or what to do, I know they were telling the truth because I know Taehyung is a psychopath but it still hurt.

"We're really sorry." Mrs. Kim finally let out, coming to give me a hug, I hugged her back accepting her apology.

"We have to hurry, we don't know what Taehyung is capable of doing nor how fast he can do it." Minjun thought out loud, starting to lead us to his car.

As we drove to the detective's office, I couldn't help but think that Jennie was in danger, it was the same feeling I had when the canoe flipped over. I know that obviously she got kidnapped but there was something else, something about what the detective said made me uneasy.

"We have to hurry, we don't know what Taehyung is capable of doing."
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Author's Note- "to be honest I've been so stressed recently like I thought online school would be easier than real school but nope, but atleast I get to wear my pjs while I work. sighs, well gUeSs wHAt I aInT hAvInG a gRadUaTiOn sO thAtS fUn, um 8th grade graduation? I don't know her. 😂😭🤡, but anyways I don't really care cause at least we're all safe, right? Well anyways thanks for readingggg, don't forget to vote and baiiiiiiiii!"