"You're really sick you know. I can't imagine someone being as mean and selfish as you, 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘐𝘷𝘺." He says, as he finally let go of her.
"Only if you had known my viewpoint, 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬. Only if you knew." She barely whispers out...
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Marking what's mine.
I shriek loud as a dart comes right through the bend of Jungkook's shoulder and land a millimetre away from my ear, as my back pressed against the fridge. I closed my eyes in fear as my breath quickened. I feel Jungkook place his hand on my shoulder while he carefully took out the dart with the other.
Squinting open my eyes, I frown the sudden chaos outside. Cameramen and reporters gathered around the barricade of Jungkook's house, some screaming incoherent words while others shouting questions no one understood. Jungkook ran his hand through his hair and looked back at the dart in his hand. On looking closely, very thin paper was rolled around it securely. The dart meant to inform something. Jungkook pinched one corner of it and a picture scrolled open.
A loud gasp escaped my lips as I viewed the picture. It was Lily lying unconscious or maybe dead on the grey concrete. By the way the streetlights shone on the concrete, it was night time. Her eyes were closed as her lips were dried up, as they remained parted open. She looked lifeless. Or maybe she is lifeless. For there was a white string of saliva lolled out of her mouth.
"Oh God." Jungkook whispered equally aghast at the image. He tilted it a little and a faint message could be read along the lines.
Anyone who comes in my way, is already on their way to the neither lands.
This bitch paid for destroying my database.
I looked on at the picture and find something strangely familiar lying right next to her.
"That's, that's your hairpin. You wear it everywhere.." Jungkook pointed at that familiar object. I bring my hand upto my hair and clipped open the same hairpin from my hair. They looked the same. Completely same. I nervously glance at the crowd that gathered around his house.
I was framed.
"They're after you for this. But why here?" He looked back at the ballistic crowd.
I flinch again when Jungkook's machine rang out loud as it swivelled its way towards the kitchen. He bent down and clicked the button, accepting the call.
"Hello?" Jimin called out through the call. "Ivy? Are you there?"
Jungkook signalled me to talk, making me realise I was spacing out. "Yeah, yes. What happened?"
