My wrist couldn't tolerate the pain. It started to feel number and number as I was whisked away into a closet. My eyes lost all its focus ness until the only thing I was focusing on was a harsh stare from Jungkook. He pinned me against the wall of the supply closet moving his body closer and closer until only one inch of air remained.
"Jungkook go away!"
I put my hands on his chest and grasp his shirt attempting to push him away, but his body is too strong and my arms are too skinny and weak to mask his masculinity.
"Not until you answer my questions!"
"You haven't even asked a question now...let me go!"
You can hear in my voice that I'm using force.
"How do you know Ji-Hoon!"
"I don't really, he just gave me a ride and I meet him at the mall, urghhh! Why can't you just move please!"
"You've been in his car!!!!"
"Shhhhhhhh! Jungkook people will hear you. so MOVE,"
I somehow wiggle my way out and step out of the closet and quickly walk to the other side of the restaurant, panting my ass off. I politely asked my manager to work on serving people upstairs and she agreed to my request. I was getting the hang of quickly grabbing empty bottles and dirty plates out of the way, but every now and then I would catch Jungkook staring at me from the view downstairs.
Somi, Yea-Ji, Ji-Hoon and I all patiently waited for our pay checks for the day. We were all given envelopes. I was so anxious. Here goes nothing.
"Miss Kim Soo-Y/N...300,000 Won!"
Somi nudges me on the arm "You deserve it."
Yea-Ji continues "Yeah you did really well today."
I nod in appreciation and head out the door with Ji-Hoon. During our car ride we made plans again to meet up at the mall and I texted a bunch of people. Somi, Chaeyeong, Yuna, Soo-Hyun (Yuna's brother) and Bernice. We pulled up to the west side of campus and as I got out of the car he grabbed my by the hand.
"Y/N,"
I turn around confused why I couldn't step any farther.
Ji-Hoon continues "Is Jungkook your boyfriend?" I reply in a confused matter "What?"
"Oh no it's just I saw him drag you into the supply closet....Am I getting the wrong impression,"
"He's not my boyfriend, why?"
I can see his cheeks turn a salmon pink colour. He shakes of the redness and said "Nothing, just you shouldn't trust him,"
Before I could let a word out, he had already let go of my hand and shut the door. I waved my hand to say goodbye when I saw purple and red marks covered me like a bracelet. It started to ache and hurt more and more as I stared at it. I stopped on my way to the infirmary to pick up some bandages. I carefully wrapped my wrist, groaning and hissing from the pain.
"Argh!"
After I wrapped my wrist tightly I noticed a creek of light peep through the door. The beam started to get bigger and bigger until the door was fully open. I shifted behind the curtain, scared to death. The silhouette of a person peered through the transparency of the curtain. It started to get closer and closer to me, every second was one step closer to death. The figure was not longer there until three fingers crept on the side of the curtain, until the curtain was whisked away, revealing my identity and my head curled up in a ball.
"AHHHHHHH!"
"Y/N!!!"
"DON'T KILL ME!"
"Y/N IT'S ME BERNICE!"
