RED | j.jk

chapter fifteen • 🖤

  "wake up!" lisa jumps on my bed. as i squint my eyes open, i can see she is all dressed for school today. "get out of my room!"

  "you're going to be late today, mom wants you to hurry up!" lisa yells while running out into the hallway.

  i must have passed out last night, i don't remember seeing my family come home. last thing i remember was jungkook and i laying on the bed together. the tv was on and he was running his fingers through my hair, i must have fallen asleep.

  i stare blankly at the spot next to me which was empty, of course. then i recall the detective lady stopping by yesterday. i needed to tell my parents.

  after getting dressed and making sure i was presentable for school today, i rush downstairs to find my parents in deep conversation. once they see me, they quit talking. "ready for me to drop you off?" mom asks.

  "actually, there was a detective here yesterday... she said for you guys to call her, but she didn't say what for." i explain.

  dad and mom look at each other, both frowning.

  "i'm sure it's nothing, you girls go have a good day today. i'll handle it." dad smiles to mom and i.

  without hearing another word about it, mom walks outside and i trail along behind her. "that's weird, shouldn't the detective had realized no one would be home? we were at work and you were-"

  i cough out of a nervous habit, "i had to come home around lunch time- i uh- i had forgotten my tampons and i needed them badly."

  "well, honey, you could've had the school call me, i would have brought you something." mom says, starting the car.

  "no, that's embarrassing!" i say.

  "well you know you are still grounded! i don't want you out and about with that boy- what's his name? junggoo?"

  "it's jungkook, mom." i roll my eyes to
myself.

  she sighs, "look, i know you're a teenager. i was once a teenager too, believe it or not. and i was your age when i got pregnant with you... i am not saying it was a bad thing, i love you and i don't regret having you, i just-" she sighs again, trying to find the words to say. "i just wish i would have waited. and i don't want that for you."

  "i'm not having sex if that is what you're implying." i scoff.

  "okay, y/n, i'm just trying to keep you safe." she says as we approach the school parking lot.

  i grab my things quickly that way i can get out quickly, "yeah, well you guys are making my life hell. i wish we never moved here, i feel like i'm in prison!" i yell, stepping out of the car. after slamming the door, i turn around and walk to the front gates.

  of course, i didn't feel imprisoned, but i did hate that i'm basically grounded over missing school once. they don't even know half of everything, gladly...

***

school is the same today. it smells the same, it looks the same, the teachers are the same, everything is just... the same.

one thing is wrong, though.

jimin and jungkook are nowhere to be found. other than me being on edge over it, no one else seemed to care or even notice their absence.

  by the time the day is over, i'm dying to get home. for some reason, i feel so weak today...

  i wait patiently for mom's car to pull up. i sit outside of the school and wait for what feels like hours... the sun had moved so far in the sky, the trees had cast a shadow on me. "ugh." i say to myself, glancing around at the empty school yard. i am grounded and mom made it very clear that i shouldn't walk home.

  my stomach growls, and i stand to my feet. i'm not going to wait out here like some helpless person...

  my feet carry me almost half of the distance home and as i cut through an alley i get a strange feeling.

  someone is watching me.

  i quicken my pace, treading faster down the alleyway. and with a blink of an eye, the presence i felt lingering behind me is right in my face. "hello princess." the man smiles an evil smile.

  i gasp, trying my best to back away, but then my eyes widen as i bump into another man behind me. he grabs me by my arms, "going somewhere?" his voice reeks of alcohol and cigarettes.

  "let go of me!" i scream, trying my best to free myself from his grasp, but he just latches harder onto me. that's going to be a bruise...

  i scream even louder, hoping i might draw someone's attention. anyone!

  the man ahead of me looks me up and down, "shh, we don't wanna have to hurt you now."

  he approaches, his fingers grazing the side of my face, "don't fight it."

  i gasp, terrified of what intentions these men have for me. they ram me into the wall, ripping at my clothes and i shut my eyes tightly, screaming at the top of my lungs for help.

  suddenly, out of nowhere, a dark figure snatches both of the men off of me-

To be continued...