Caught

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     "Are you ok? What happened? You can tell us, your kidnapper is gone. Everything is gonna be ok." I stare up at the nurse with a blank look in my eyes. To be quite frank I wasn't paying attention to anything she was saying. My brain was completely checked out of reality. I couldn't really comprehend what was happening around me. Everything looked like a blur of white and fluorescent lights that blinded me, heightening my anxiety. Taehyung was the only thing on my mind. I had a plethora of questions that occupied my headspace.  "Is Taehyung ok? Where is he?" I ask in a small voice, finally gazing up to the nurse who was so keen on getting me to speak. Her face faltered when hearing my words. Her lips rolled into a thin line. She heaved a sigh before opening her mouth, "Sweetie you shouldn't be worried about him, he is a bad young man." Instantly my face reacted, forming into a look of offense.  "You don't know him. He is the complete opposite of bad."  "You sound ridiculous he was your kidnapper." She hissed and I could tell she is becoming fed up with me.  "He never kidnapped me. I chose to run away with him. If anything he's my savior." I retorted, matching her level of hostility.  "You know what, let me not victim blame. What you're suffering from is most definitely Stockholm syndrome." My jaw dropped at the mention of such a serious syndrome. Is that how they see me? A victim that has gone absolutely mad to the point where they bond with their abuser?  "You literally aren't listening to me. I'm not suffering from Stockholm at all." Desperate, was how I sounded I could tell by the expression she gave me. Her mind was already made and there was nothing I could do about it.

    That wretched nurse went on somewhere and I was left all alone in the space. Pacing around the room my eyes roamed, darting all over giving it a thorough inspection. The bright light bounced off of any object that was reflective and shiny which drew me towards the group of metal tools on one of the counter tops. I allowed my fingers to caress the cool metal, getting a feel for it. Gazing down I could see some of my own reflection taunting me from the chrome surface. Should I? The edge is sharp enough, maybe I can. Any previous thoughts were wiped away once the click of the door could be heard. Dropping the object my head whips around towards the direction of the door.  "Jimin-ah?" There at the entrance was Jungkook. Concern lay on his pretty features as he entered. I scowl at him, still upset with the fact that he was with Yoongi. Though a part of me is relieved that it's him with me.  "I know you're probably pissed with me at the moment, but I would like the chance to explain myself." He tells me with a soft tone. Gazing at him once more, I nod.  "Sit." I instruct him, pointing to the seat next to the once I was sitting in before I got up. Taking a seat I face him and make a signal telling him to start speaking.  "As you know I was extremely worried about your safety and whereabouts. As the closest person to you I wanted to know you were safe. Everyone knows that we're best friends including Yoongi. So one day he approaches me which immediately gives me a horrid rush cause I know what an evil person he is. I try to avoid him but he stops and tells me that he knows where you are. Obviously that peaks my interest and I ask him to tell me. But you know Yoongi is the devil and he always has to make everything into some twisted game. He tells me that in order to get this information I have to sleep with him. My heart dropped at his request and instantly my mind was saying no way. And I figured he could be lying about knowing where you were. However, at the same time there was a chance that maybe he wasn't lying and by going through with this I could potentially save you. So I agreed and he brought me to that hotel and we did the you know what. A-and Jimin it was so horrible, he was so rough it was the worst thing I've ever experienced. I never wanted to lose my virginity that way. You know what stung worse though? He lied about knowing your location. Neither of us knew about you being in that same hotel. We were there because we couldn't risk doing anything at our parents' houses. By some miraculous chance, you were there. I felt a tad less terrible knowing that you so happened to be there too." It took me a moment to process every word he said. I take in his emotional mess; salty tears flowing down his face and doe eyes filled with pure intentions. Wasting no time I pull him into a tight hold. His tears sliding onto my shoulder as mine dampen his now raven locks. Honestly, my heart knows Jungkook is being genuine. We know each other like the back of our hands and I'm confident that he would never betray me.  "Kookie, what should we do?" I ask weakly. The  boy looked up and shrugged his shoulders, defeat possessing his spirit. 

A.N~ I'm sorry for not updating any stories in a while. These days I've been wanting to write but writer's block has been a big thing for me. This week before I go back to school, I'm going to try and update as many stories as I can. I love and appreciate all of you who read my stories. Don't be afraid to comment either, I love reading everyone's comments ;)

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