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Survival - Click Click Click - Chapter 23.2

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I stood... numbly staring at Jimin. Wae...? Jimin sat on the couch, watching me with a sullen look. Jungkook tugged me again, but I refused to budge.

"Don't touch me!" I snapped angrily at Jungkook and yanked my arm away from his grasp. Jimin suddenly let out a heavy sigh. He got up from the couch, grabbed my hands, and pulled me into the dressing room, isolating us from the households. 

"Sora-"

"Y-you can't do this! I'm in pain!" I stuttered with my eyes wide open. Jimin ran his hands through his hair in frustration.

"Don't cry. It'll ruin your makeup," Jimin sighed, weakly smiling at me. He reached out to cup my cheeks, but I quickly slapped his hands away. How can he care about my makeup in a moment like this?! It's life and death!

"It doesn't matter! Why won't you let me protect you!? You can't sacrifice yourself for me! I won't let you!" I screamed in frustration, pain, and anger jolting through my entire body all at once. It was so painful the tears dried away even before it could slip down my cheeks.

"Sora, you can't protect me. But I can protect you," Jimin shook his head with a pained expression.

"You can't protect me by sacrificing yourself! W-wae?! WHY IS IT OKAY FOR ME TO BE IN PAIN?! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE IN GUILT?!" I cried while smacking Jimin's chest with my fist. He tensely gulped and leaned against the door with a beaten expression.

"Will you trust me?" Jimin whispered, weakly gazing into my eyes in tears. I stood watching him in silence. My heart wouldn't stop throbbing. I was internally conflicted by his decision. I wanted to believe in him- I'd trust him with everything but his own life.

"Tr-trust you to end your own life? No, I can't-" Before I could finish my sentence, Jimin pulled me into a tight hug. A hot burn formed in my throat as I pressed my head against his upper shoulder, trembling in distress as I desperately held onto him. 

"I always see us at the end of this hell. Every day, I want to hold you close to me, but the world is scary. Sora, the pain has been tormenting me too. I know you're in pain, so am I. W-why would I want to let you go? It kills me, Sora. It kills me to see you like this. I-I'm trying... I'm trying my best to be with you, but I need you to trust me. Please... trust me," Jimin shakily spoke while running his hand through my hair... tightening his grasp around me. I can feel every part of me breaking into pieces against him.

"I trust you," I nodded against his chest, softly whimpering in fright. I'm scared. Jimin, I'm really scared.

"Thank you," Jimin sobbed while pressing his face against my shoulder. I could feel his tears rubbing against my bare skin. I wanted to hold him in my arms longer when he suddenly pulled away, yanked open the door and pushed me out of the room.

"J-Jimin... Jimin!" I cried, frantically turning the door handle in horror, but it was locked. Fear loomed over me as I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. I'm not ready! Let me in!

"Come on, we need to leave," Jungkook stated, wrapping his arms around my shoulders to stop me from thrashing around. Tears formed in my eyes as I watched the door disappear from my view. Don't do this to me... Park Jimin. No matter how desperately I tried to return to him- they wouldn't let me. Five bodyguards were assigned to watch me wherever I went. Jungkook and Taehyung also kept their eyes on me, so I was hopeless. I was frustrated and angry, but I couldn't do anything. I felt weak, powerless, and lost.

I was completely numb by the time we arrived at the seaside port. My head was blank, so I let them drag me around like a puppet. I didn't talk to anyone on the way to the main building. The stylist and imo fixed my hair and makeup just before I got out of the car. We were at a big port field decorated to welcome the government officials and the alphas. Instead of staying outside, I went into the VIP building and sat alone on a couch facing the ocean view. The event was held on the ground floor of the venue.