It's been two whole days. I stink of rotten coconuts and I'm starving, that son of a bitch hasn't fed me for 48 fucking hours. I'm just wondering how I'm still alive.

I really hope my parents are okay. What if I'm on the news? Holy coconut! I'm famous! Damn. I suddenly dance at that thought "ooh yeah, I'm famous. I'm I'm, I'm famous"

"Nice" I jump at that familiar voice. I glare at him as he walks towards me "come on now, you deserved it" his hand caressed my cheek but I yanked my face away, giving him the silent treatment.

"Minseo" he calls, I ignore "sweetheart, you're lucky I didn't do anything worse.  So either you answer me now or I'm gonna have to make you."

"what!" I snap.

He leans foreword so our faces were inches apart "listen, I am not in a good mood today. Don't act cheeky with me."

Fear runs through my body and I nod. He is scary, at times.

***

I was standing in front of the mirror, smiling at how beautiful this wedding dress looks. It was a strapless short one with little diamonds stuck around the waist along with gold high heels. I had light makeup on. My smile slowly fades away and replaces with a sigh when realisation hits me. If only I was marrying the man I love, I would be more than happy.

But no, I'm forced to marry some perverted kidnapper, whom is hot may I add.
My thoughts are interrupted when I hear the door open. I watch from the mirror as a man who looked about 40 years of age steps into the room.

"Hello sweetheart" he implies. I smile "doesn't my daughter in law look beautiful" well I should've guessed. Jimin looks like him, a lot.

I bow my head, forcing on a smile. We link arms before exiting the room. Me and Mr. Park walk down the hallway and make a stop in front of wooden double doors. I gulp, feeling extremely nervous.

The doors open slowly and I want to run away but I swallow the huge lump in my throat and continue walking down the aisle with Mr. Park.

I keep my eyes focused at jimins back, ignoring the unfamiliar faces, eyeing me. I just want this day to end, right now. But unfortunately everything is going in slow motion and I want to hide in the corner and die.

I go up two steps and stop right beside jimin, he turns to the side to face me the same time I do. Jimins lustful eyes scan my body and smirks at me, earning a glare from me.
The priest speaks and makes us say our vows.

"I do" jimin speaks. I really want to break our awkward eye contact but I just can't seem to, I don't know why.

Everyone waits for my answer. I remain silent, I can't say it. Jimin grabs hold of my hand and squeezes it lightly, giving me a nod.

I peek down at my heels, avoiding his gaze "I-I do" I stutter then we exchange rings and lock eyes.

"You may kiss the bride"

Jimin leans in, placing his index finger under my chin, slightly raising my head. His arm wraps around my waist securely and pulls me closer. He tilts his head, pressing his lips against mine.

He kisses me roughly, pressing our bodies together.

Tears threaten to escape my eyes. I can't do this. I can't.
I push Jimin away with all my might then make a run for it.

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