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

Chapter 40- "late-night visitor"

Y/N's POV
I felt so trapped, it felt as if I had nothing to think about and nothing to do, I really just wanted to go home, go to school, go back to the way things were with me and Jennie.

I looked over at the empty space where my mom's bed used to be, they moved her into a different room yesterday because she was going to be going through a procedure and she needed to rest, the doctors were afraid I wouldn't let her do that.

I decided to turn on the TV for a while, but that did nothing to cure my boredom, so I might as well try to fall asleep.

Slowly setting the remote control on the bedside table, the lights were already off, I turned around placing my arm under my pillow.

I twisted and turned for a couple minutes, unable to fall asleep, and when I was finally starting to drift off I heard the door open. It was a male nurse, he had a needle in his hands and slowly walked to the bag of liquid beside me.

"I'm just going to put this medicine in here so you can get better okay." He said, in a deep voice that almost sounded fake.

I just nodded, not thinking to much of it because of how tired I had grown. Although, it did seem kind of weird that he didn't even turn on the lights when he came in.

He did what he had told me he would do, and walked out of my room.

Leaving me alone to get back to sleep, but something new was preventing me from sleeping.

I felt pain in my arm, a burning, itchy sensation coming from right were I was connected to the bag of liquids.

I pushed the red button on the wall, the nurse from earlier had told me to press if I needed any help or felt any discomfort. The same nurse from a couple minutes ago came rushing in.

"Are you sure you injected the right thing because my arm is starting to burn and it hurts." I told him, showing him my red arm.

"Of course I injected the right thing.." he took of the blue mask he was wearing. ".. Kim Y/N."

I looked up at him at the sound of my name, as I saw who it was it sent a shiver up my spine.

"..Han-Seok?" I asked, grabbing onto my arm which was throbbing at this point.

He just grinned, replying in a mocking voice. "You thought you could get away that easily just because you have your little detective friend.."

I tried to look into the hallway, to see if someone would hear me if I yelled, but the hallways seemed to be vacant. I started to push the red button on the wall, but the beeping alerting the nurses to come wasn't coming from outside but from Han-Seok's pocket.

"What did you inject in me?!" I asked, as the pain grew worse.

"Oh, it's just a little bleach, but don't worry that won't kill you. That's just supposed to make you weak enough so you won't fight back when I kill you." He grinned, pushing my head forwards to take the pillow from underneath it.

HAN-SEOK's POV
He slowly looked up at me as I took a knife out of my back pocket, looking at it before grinning at him.

I placed the pillow over her face to silence him if he were to scream, but he didn't even seem to have the energy to do so, he looked very yellow at this point.

He was struggling to get out of my grip, when I quickly inserted the knife into his left side.

He stoped moving.
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Author's Note- "heyo- I don't really have much to say today- other than I'm dying.. I've been running off of like 4 hours of sleep so thAts grEat anYwAyS, bRo I feel so bad for y/n like he's "died" like 7 times, well almost died.. anYwAys- thanksss for readingggg! Love y'all!"