How Did I End Up Here (BTS)

It's Over

Chaper Thirty Two

*Lizzie's POV*

"Sungjoo... Sungjoo what are you doing?! Why are you up there?" I asked him stood at the top of the stairs.

"We can finally be together, we're finally both free," he smiled walking down the bottom of the stairs meeting me, grabbing my hands.

"What do you mean? How did I end up here, I was in that room the last time I remember..." I nodded toward the room at the top of the stairs. The room where I was a prisoner. "Your father... he's going to find me out of the room and kill you for it." I panicked.

"No, it's over, we're both free," he smiled leaning his forhead on mine.

"It's over...? You mean... I won't be locked in that room anymore?" I looked up.

"No, we can live free now, we can be together," he smiled, earning a smile from me. But how do I know this is real? I mean... he could be tricking me... he tricked me to get me in that van and look where I ended up. I broke apart, backing away from him.

"Sungjoo, where is your father?"

"He's gone. His plan failed, and he got locked up. Baby, we're free now," he walked back to me, hugging me. "Let's go?" He held my hand gently and lead me down the stairs and out of the house. That house that I've been a prisoner in for so long... everyone has just left? Was I really free? Was it really over?

"Where are we going?" I asked him, still holding his hand.

"I have an apartment, we could live there, together... if you wanted?" He turned and looked toward me, hope in his eyes.

"Wait, where are we?" I looked around. I still didn't know where I was.

"My home country, South Korea... I know it's far away, but it could be a new start for us both," he grabbed my arm as I flinched away. I still had bruises from the previous nights of being thrown around then locked up.

Could I start anew? Could I just leave my family, with them thinking I'm dead?

But Sungjoo has saved me... he cared for me. And I know I feel something.

Would I be stupid for leaving everyone behind for him? Maybe I would regret it if I didn't go with him. He saved me, he kept me alive, and I feel something for him. He messes my head up.

"Are you sure?" I turned back to him.

"Baby, I haven't told you this yet, but I love you. It wasn't a coincidence that I chose you. I know I chose you for... my father... but the moment I saw you, when I asked for directions, something inside me changed. Before, I was heartless. Now, I'm still heartless, but that's because you own my heart." He looked into my eyes and told me sincerely. Maybe it is better that people think I'm dead. Maybe I could have a better life with Sungjoo.

"Okay," I smiled. "Okay, I'll stay with you." He had a derp grip on his face.

"I promise you won't regret it. I love you, I won't ever hurt you. And I'll make you better after what those bastards did to you."

"What date is it?" I don't know how long I've been gone. It was August when I was taken. Who knows how long it's been.

"It's the 27th of November," he picked me up bridal style easily. "It's a day I won't forget. You moving in with me... Does this mean you're mine?" He smiled looking down, walking somewhere.

"I don't know, does it?" I teased.

"I think so. You're mine, and you will always be mine. Forever." He grinned.