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Namjoon merely turned to face the male whom stated the truth.
" first lying to your boss, now to his daughter?"
He said again, you caught namjoon clenching his jaw as he looked at the battered male, who didn't seem to want to give up.
" w-what do you mean.... lying?" You asked, finally getting free from the handcuffs. You stood up and shook your hands around, staying put becuase you were too afraid of what they could do.
" I think he should tell you that" He calmly walked over to namjoon and placed his hand on his shoulder. " tell her."
But he didn't answer the question. " I wasn't lying to her father, he knew about it all along."
" about what?!"
You screamed again, getting inpatient.
He didn't answer.
" tell me! About what?!"
You could see the anger on namjoons face, his veins started to pop from his head.
" to kill you!"
He released, his head tilting back with his hands on his forehead.
You shook your head and looked at jungkook who just merely shrugged.
" so I was gonna be killed by my father?"
You knelt down on the floor and cried into your hands.
All along, your father was lying to you.
And so was namjoon.
But you kissed.
You stood back up, facing namjoon.
" you kissed me and everything! I thought I really liked you!" You screamed into his face as he just gave you a smirk.
" im a good actor arnt i?"
He stated, his body posture high in confidence.
Jungkook didn't understand. They kissed? Jungkook felt a small ache in his heart but chose to ignore it when he walked to you.
" y/n let me take you somewhere"
You screamed and attempted to get out of his grasp. Your frail body giving up on you soon enough. In the end, you just let jungkook carry you to his car.
———— The tears didn't stop, it was the only thing to break the silence as jungkook bit his inner lip, driving towards the house. He was still battered, scratches on his face, a massive cut on his forehead which let blood fall down his face, bruises and various other wounds.
Why can't you just live a normal life? With no guns or fighting? Or the constant fear of being killed.
As the car stopped in front of Jungkook's house, you stopped sniffling and turned to the male whom was already looking at you. " your safe now" He said as he got out the car, following you into the house.
Throughout the night, you were sat up crying. Everything made sense. Namjoon. Your father. All of it.
But you still couldn't get over the fact that your father wanted to kill you.
Jungkook had heard your cries, he wanted to be there and calm you down but he couldn't. He couldn't bare see your teary face. He hated it.
I'm the morning, jungkook had gone down to make breakfast and give it to you but as he opened the door and wished he didn't. You sat up, your eyes red and tears still streaming down your face. He pushed the food aside and pulled you into his chest. Stroking your hair, he held you tight and made sure you would stop crying.
