time skip.

yoo ri's P.O.V

"You're actually going insane, Jimin. Let me go." I raised my voice as I shook my arm to make him let go.

"You need to go with me. You can't stay here anymore. You're going to get into trouble. Your parents are obviously those people on the damn news! If anyone finds you, you'll be screwed because they're your parents and you'll be involved!" Jimin scolded back, firmly holding me.

"No Jimin stop it! If you're going to continue this then we can't be together!" I shouted, and that's when his grip loosened and he dropped his jaw slowly.

"What did you say?" He scoffed, glaring at me.

I quivered in fear.

He was angry.

"I-I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. You're just... Forcing me too much recently." I softly said, pushing his hand away.

He clicked his tongue bitterly, then suddenly, one of his hands went onto my jaw, squeezing it.

He squeezed it so hard that it started to hurt more and more.

I tried to force him to let go but his grip was tight.

He made me face him, forcefully.

"If you don't listen to me, you'll regret it." He gritted his teeth, threatening me with the increase of power on my jaw.

I tried to nod, and eventually, Jimin let go of my face.

When he did, I staggered back.

He was not the Jimin I knew. This can't be the Jimin that I love...

"Get your damn passport, I'll settle everything else, and we'll go. By tonight. We're leaving for the states." He said, not breaking eye contact.

I gulped nervously, scared of what he was capable of.

"If you don't listen. Trust me, you'll have a miserable time." He said, eyes filled with fury.

I nodded nervously, then went up to my room to get my things.

The things I needed were merely just my passport and phone.

"Don't bring your phone." He bellowed, staring at me again.

I held my phone tight, walking back.

"Don't make me force you." He said, walking closer, "You're making me want to kidnap you."

No, he's completely insane now.

"Phone." He said and I put it behind my back.

"I'll need it. In case I lose you somewhere. I'll be able to call you only if I have my phone." I said.

At the same time, I tried to dial for someone. I couldn't see my screen, but I knew that I was in my contacts area.

I just had to call someone to help me.

I didn't want to go with Jimin. I didn't want to just disappear from everyone around me.

I clicked onto one of my recent contacts, not knowing what I clicked on, because my phone was behind me.

Suddenly, Jimin's phone rang. I knew I screwed up at that very moment.

That's right...

I contacted Jimin alot.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, then saw my name.

He scoffed, then hung up.

I shut my eyes, ready for whatever he was going to do.

"You tried... To call for help? On me? Are you scared of me? Do you hate me?" He asked, and my eyes opened wide.

He snatched my phone out of my hands, staring at it. He bought that new phone for me. The latest model, everything.

"Look at this." He said, catching my focus.

He then threw my phone on the ground, smashing it into pieces.

I dropped my jaw, so close to losing it.

"That's useless now. " Jimin softly said.

I looked at the pieces, then turned and looked at him.

And my hand went across his face.

I slapped him. Harder than I should've.

He used his fingers, touching the mark I left behind.

"That's what you bought me for our anniversary. And you just broke it. So easily." My eyes turned watery.

Jimin had mercy and pity, heck even guilt, in his eyes.

He was the Jimin who had feelings.

Until he shook his head, snapping himself back into reality.

"Let's go." He held onto my wrist.

"No! Heck, what's gotten into you?" I asked.

"Yoo Ri. You love me, right? If you do, you listen to me." Jimin tried to stay calm.

He thinks I'm still so unaware about everything in the world.

"Lovers don't force each other." I commented and he puffed his cheeks.

"Normal people are supposed to listen." Jimin calmly said.

"Well is this your first time knowing me? I'm not normal. I'm not like some other human you've met." I raised my voice, then I turned around.

I grabbed my hair, pulling the strands tightly.

I was trying to think of what to do.

I didn't even want to face Jimin anymore.

He was never like this before.

Suddenly, a cloth went over my lips and nose, and an arm wrapped around me, preventing me from moving.

What's happening?

I tried to get out of Jimin's hold, struggling to make him let go of my face.

But I only felt my head become lighter and lighter.

I was getting dizzy.

Til the point where I couldn't stand up straight or try to run.

"Sorry, baby. I'll make it up to you." Jimin's voice faded out as my eyes slowly shut.

(SKIP)

I woke up, came back to my senses. I looked left and right, up and down. This is a place that, is far far away.

Why would I know.

I stood up, out of the bed that I was in.

It just didn't make sense. How did I end up here?

That's when I realised I wasn't alone in the room, and that I couldn't walk out either.

Because my hands were tied and so were my legs.

I looked to the corner of the room, giving a pleading face.

"Jimin... What's going on?" I asked, "Get these off me."

That ties were so painful, I hated them.

"I can't do that. You'll run away from me... I can't let that happen." Jimin softly said.

"You can't scream for help. This mansion is in an isolated place. No one lives here." He chuckled.

"I just wanted a good time with you. Running away from home. We're safe now." Jimin said, tilting his head.

"No, No no no no no." I repeated.

"Let me go back. My parents and Mdm Kwon will go crazy if I went missing." I screamed out loud.

"Let them find out. That's the whole point. They'll realise you're gonna need help. But they won't find you. This place is way too far from the city." He chuckled.

"Get these off me." I spoke.

"No." He sternly replied.

"You're crazy." I said.

"Crazy people are abnormal people. You're just as crazy as me. You're not normal." He said, expressionless.

I stared at him, in shock.

I never expected him to say that to me. He would never.

This was the first time.

And he's not even acting like himself.

"You're the only crazy one here." I said, and he ignored me.

"You're gonna stay with me, together, forever, right?" Jimin asked.

I looked at him.

The fear in my eyes wasn't enough for him to realise that I was so scared of him at that moment.

His eyes were pure black. I could see nothing in them.

"Answer me." He bellowed.

Jimin was on the bed that I was completely tied to.

He looked at me. More like, glared at me.

"Are you not going to?" He asked.

He grabbed my jaw, forcing me to face him.

The first time he did it, was way softer than now.

It hurt way more than it did earlier.

Even when a tear slid down my cheeks, Jimin ignored.

Normally he would do something about it. He would comfort me. He would tell me everything that could make me feel way better.

But now...

He's the one hurting me.

"I hate you..." I muttered.

Jimin scoffed, tightened his grip, pulling me nearer to him.

"Tell me that one more time, and you'll regret. Just one more time. I'm giving you a chance here." Jimin gritted his teeth.

I knew that this wasn't him.

Was I dreaming? I don't think so.

I can't be dreaming. Everything is so real.

I kept quiet, closing my eyes, not wanting to look at him at all.

"Wake up." His voice echoed.

What?

Wake up.

It repeated.

I opened my eyes, then saw myself on my own bed. My own bed at home.

With Hoseok next to me, standing up, analyzing my expression.

"Am I a ghost? Why do you seem terrified?" Hoseok asked.

I jumped out of bed and looked at my surroundings, confused.

God damn, all these dramas are making my dreams feel more real...

"No... I had a bad dream, but, nevermind." I stuttered, and Hoseok raised an eyebrow.
"You were screaming and shouting, seems like it." he shrugged.

"What happened before I slept?" I asked, not knowing where I last left off.

Was Jimin insane in real life? Or just in my dream?

"You forgot..?" Hoseok asked me, softly, in a gentle tone.

I looked at him, crashing my eyebrows together.

"I guess so?" I said, "As in, Jimin, he's still himself, right? Not insane or crazy."

Hoseok gulped, then bent down, next to me.

"I hope you take this in properly. The first time I had to tell you this was hard. It's the second time now but it feels way harder. Because I know what happened when you first knew..." He explained.

"So what exactly happened?" I asked.

"Jimin... He's in the hospital." Hoseok said, and I widened my eyes.

I stared at him, blinking my eyes again and again.

He looked down, feeling depressed.

How did that happen, without me knowing?

Why am I here, and not with him..?

"Bring me to him." I instantly replied, but Hoseok gulped, seemingly nervous.