Undying Love | Jeon Jungkook

The Girl With the Magenta Hair

Jungkook~
Ren's throat looked so soft, so inviting. I ran my finger down the side of it, her pulse sending a thrill through me. I salivated as I imagined her warm blood running down my throat.

"No!!!"

"Look at me!!"

Although no one else in the restaurant reacted to the scream, I looked up, my eyes going instinctively to the window where I froze at the sight before me.

The vision that greeted me there instantly brought me to my feet, confusion clouding my thoughts at what I saw there—or maybe I should say who I saw there.

"What the fuck?"

Just outside the window stood the girl with the magenta hair, looking exactly as she had that night at the carnival, save for one obvious thing. Her throat had an angry-looking gaping wound where I had fed from her.

Not surprisingly, she didn't look happy to see me.

Is she real? Maybe I'm imagining her.

I took a quick look around the restaurant, but no one else paid any attention to her. Restaurant patrons chatted amongst themselves, lifting glasses of wine or other alcoholic beverages in toasts, clearly not noticing her.

Maybe she wasn't really there.

Maybe I had killed her after all, and this was just a manifestation of my odd sense of guilt over the situation. No matter what I had tried over the last week or so, I couldn't get this girl out of my head. She had affected me very differently than a normal person did right from the beginning, even before I killed her, but I hadn't had the opportunity to find out why.

Just as I had decided that she must have been a specter, Jin sidled up and asked, "Isn't that the girl you told me about? I thought you said she was dead."

She was real. I wasn't the only one to see her.

Her eyes bored into mine, never wavering, leaving no confusion as to her feelings about being in my vicinity, but my thoughts were very different from hers.

She was still alive! And I couldn't have been happier about it.

I completely forgot that I was on a date. It no longer matter to me that I hadn't eaten in more than a week and that I had a guaranteed meal sitting at my table. I wanted to get to her before she disappeared. I had to find out why I felt captivated by her.

I smiled at her, hoping to change the hostile look on her face, and then I broke into a run towards the door of the restaurant. Sidestepping chairs and waiters, I zigzagged my way through the dining room, keeping an eye on her through the window.

"Jungkook, what are you doing?" I could hear Jin yell from behind me. "What about the girl you came with?"

"You can have her," I yelled back as I pushed the door open, running into the crowd of people waiting to be seated. Excitement coursed through me as I realized how close I was to getting the answers I needed. Why was she different? Why did I react to her the way I did?

The people outside the door stood around in small clusters and I pushed my way through them, grumbling about the success of Jin's business. When I finally cleared the small crowd, she was no longer in front of the window where I had seen her.

It was dark outside, but that didn't impede me from quickly scanning the parking lot looking for her. Going around the corner of the building I looked over the side lot as well, but she was gone.

She couldn't have gone very far that quickly, could she have? I looked out toward the road to see if there was a car driving away, but the traffic was nearly nonexistent.

Where could she be?

Deciding to check the back of the building, I started to walk around when a disturbance from inside caught my eye through the window. Stopping, I turned to check it out and saw her inside the restaurant, standing next to Jin, cupping his cheeks and staring into his eyes.

Pounding on the window, I got her attention and yelled, "Hey, wait for me! I'm coming back inside!"

I headed back toward the front door, still watching her through the windows as I went. I swear if Jin was making a move on her, his days would be numbered.

She watched me coming and when I was almost to the door, she grabbed Ren's hand and pulled her out of her chair, pushing her toward the kitchen.

"Wait! Where the fuck are you going?"

I broke into a run, pushing people out of my way as I rushed back inside. What the hell was going on? Why was Jin standing in the middle of the restaurant looking as spaced out as a zombie?

"Jin? Jin, what's wrong with you?" I asked, easing him into a chair. He just blinked a few times and stared into space, definitely not in his right mind.

"What the fuck did she do to you?"

But he didn't answer and the vacant look on his face was worrying me. This was my maker, my mentor.

I had to catch her before she got away. I had to find out what the fuck she had done to Jin. I left him at the table and ran through the kitchen and out the back door.

Her car was in the closest parking place, although still some forty feet away, and she was pushing Ren head first into the back seat.

"Hey!" I yelled, trying to get her to stop. "I just want to talk to you!"

As soon as she saw me, she slammed the back door and opened the driver's side door, throwing herself inside. Turning her head toward me, she smirked and extended her middle finger out the window as she drove away.

Obviously, she wasn't as excited about seeing me as I had been about seeing her.

I wandered back inside to check on Jin and found him still sitting at the table, leaning his elbows on his knees and with his head in his hands. I kneeled beside him and asked, "You all right? Can you talk?"

He nodded.

"I don't know what happened. Since you weren't going to use Ren, I was going to take her to the back room. No sense in wasting food, you know? The next thing I know I'm looking in this girl's eyes and I cannot look away. It was like she paralyzed my brain or something," he muttered, still holding his head. "If I didn't know better, I'd think she... No, it's not even possible. It couldn't have been her; maybe I had a stroke or something."

But I had a sneaking suspicion that it had been her. I don't know what she did, or frankly, how she was still alive even, but all my instincts were telling me that she was someone I needed to be careful of.

I wasn't the type to run away from a challenge out of fear though. She may have gotten away from me this time, but there was something she had obviously forgotten—I knew where she lived.

~~~

An hour later, I pulled my car into the driveway in front of her little blue cottage and shut the engine down. I had driven past Ren's house first and came to the conclusion that no one was there.

Getting out of the car and going to the front porch, I hesitated to knock. The windows were dark, as usual, but I'd bet anything that the front door was unlocked. Reaching out, I tried the doorknob and found that it did, indeed, turn easily.

I let myself into the darkened house, and as I suspected, she wasn't there. After searching through each room, all I found was the belt I'd left behind the night I met her. She had looped it through the slats of her headboard, like a souvenir of some sort.

A few minutes later, I left, taking my belt with me. I didn't find her tonight, but I would be back.

She had something that intrigued me—maybe it was that she made me feel something again when I didn't think I could anymore, maybe it was just that I liked the way she tasted. I didn't know, but I wanted to find out and I had all the time in the world to do just that.