Replacement

Part two

Jimin led me out the back door and into a car. "Where are we going?" He stared at me, "Canada. I get this is an arranged marriage but you should remember things about us." 

"Do I at least get to change?" Jimin sighed, "really? Do I need to discuss everything all over again?" 

"I think I forgot, today was a bit hectic for me." I played with my udni as he spoke. 

"We're going to Canada for two weeks on the company's private jet. We have business there. It's my family's old house. You can change on the jet. Anything else?" 

I shook my head and turned to look outside. The rest of the drive was silent. I couldn't stop thinking of Jungkook and what would happen when he found out. 

Would he hate me? I couldn't even contact him. My eyes became watery at how my life changed from being Jungkook's fiance to being a replacement bride. 

I hated Hyunjae for making my life like this. If she had just spoken about it, we could have done something. 

I leaned back and shut my eyes. I needed a new phone to contact Jungkook or at least explain what happened. 

"We're here." We both got out, I reached for my bags but Jimin stopped me. "They'll bring it."

He led me into the private jet. I looked at the back, where our bags were. "Ma'am, your mother asked me to give you this." The man held a phone out. 

"Thank you." It was Hyunjae's phone. Mom came up across the screen. I answered, "did you get there safely?" 

"Mom, I-" she cut me off, "you will not tell anyone about who you are. You're Hyunjae from now onwards. Y/n doesn't exist anymore. As for Jungkook, you leave him alone." 

She continued, "he doesn't need to know what happened. You just stay Hyunjae. I'll send you her ID and everything. Do not ever tell them who you are." 

"Mom, please, it's not fair." My bottom lip trembled. "It's life, life isn't fair. " 
"Does dad know?" Mom sighed, "he doesn't. Only we know and it should stay that way." 

"Jungkook won't give up looking for me that quickly." Tears blurred my vision. "I will work something out for that. You just stay as Hyunjae." 

I couldn't bear to hear anything else and cut the call. I looked back, Jimin opened his bag and fished out things. 

"Jimin?" He looked up, "I'm sorry but is there a shower here?" 
  "Behind you." 

I grabbed my bag and pulled it into the bathroom. I hastily removed each piece of jewelry and let it fall on the floor. 

I quickly removed the pins and from my lengha. Everything was left on the floor. I dug to find my toiletries and opened the shower. 

I turned it to cold and stepped in. I shivered slightly but I wanted to feel something. 

I was angry and upset but that's what my mind was telling me to be. I couldn't feel any emotions. 

I washed my hair and body. I reached for the towel and wrapped it around. I dug to find my pjs. 

I changed and bundled my wedding lengha and jewelry together. I dumped it into my bag. I didn't want to keep this. 

I pulled my bag out and placed it with the rest of our luggage. Jimin also showered, he looked fresh. 

I sat far away from him and looked out the window. I unfolded a blanket and leaned back. I closed my eyes, hoping we could get there sooner. 

"Get up!" I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hyunjae, get up!" I slowly opened my eyes. 

Jimin was in my face. "We're here." I gave a small nod and got up. I stretched my arms and legs, and followed Jimin out. 

As I stepped out, the cold wind took me by surprise. Especially since I was wearing thin pjs. 

I wrapped my arms around myself and rushed inside, escaping from the cold. I looked around, the cottage was small yet cosy. 

"Bedrooms and bathrooms, upstairs. Kitchen, lounge, dining room." Jimin pointed everywhere and headed upstairs. 

I followed him and noticed my, well Hyunjae's bags were in his room. I went to collect them but a picture caught my eye. 

I picked it up, this was a picture of Hyunjae or me as a kid. Why would Jimin have it? 

"Done snooping?" I gasped and dropped my bags. "Sorry, I- just. That's me." 

"No, it's y/n." He raised his eyebrow at me. "Oh, we were kids so I couldn't tell the difference." 

I hurried out his room and shut the door behind me. I opened her bags and dug to find something to explain where she went. 

I couldn't understand my mom's logic. Hyunjae and I studied two completely different fields. I was more marketing and design orientated while she was an actuary. 

How would that work in Jimin's business? 

I changed into warmer clothes and lay in my bed. I wanted to call Jungkook so badly. 

Suddenly my phone started ringing, Jungkook appeared across the screen. My finger lingered over the accept button. I shakily pressed it. 

"Hyunjae?" Jungkook's voice was shaky, "do you know where y/n is? No one knows where she is. She just disappeared. She's not answering her phone. Please." 

I bit my lip to stop me from crying. I took a deep breath and tried to speak. "No, I don't know." 

"Are you okay? Is Jimin treating you well?" I took another deep breath. "Yes, he is. Don't worry about me. I'll try to find y/n." 

"Thank you so much. I owe you one." He cut the call. I shakily got up as I heard things breaking from Jimin's room. 

I peeked through the door. He had thrown everything in his room on the floor. 

There was glass everywhere on the floor. Jimin spotted me outside and slammed the door in my face.