This took me forever. I hope y'all know that I strategically think this stuff out that is why I take so long. Bad chapters? Never heard of them. ✊😑

Jimin's POV :

I was sitting in my room after a long shower. A long shower that I cried in. It hurts so much that I have to keep this from my family. I don't know if they believed me or not but I.. I really can't put them in danger. Jungkook might have not killed my brother, but I believed him when he said he would. I mean he killed my best friend. Why wouldn't he do the same to my brother or even my whole family? A sudden knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Hyung?" I heard Jihyun call for me. He probably just wants to get more information out of me. It'll be hard to convince him I'm fine after what he witnessed.

"Go away! I don't want to talk!" I yelled back not wanting to deal with it right now.

"Jimin it's the police! Open up!" Shit. I sprang up from the the bed. What the fuck are the cops doing here? No no don't tell me they- damn it. I quickly went to the door in a state of panic hoping that it is just Jihyun messing with me. More alarming to say I found out he wasn't when I opened the door. I looked back and forth between him and the officer.

"I-Is ever thing alright? Jihyun what is he doing here?" I glared at him. I'm so pissed. I know this had to be his idea. He might have just sealed all of our fates. If Jungkook finds out-

"I'm sorry Hyung, but we called them. We had to. We are so worried about you." I only got angrier. Worried about me? I told you I was fine.

"Damn it Jih! You should be worried about yourself!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean if he finds this out then.. then-" Damn it. I might have said too much.  Shit Jih you have no idea what you've done. I paced back and forth nervously running my fingers through my hair as all of the possibilities of what Jungkook could do if he finds out kept circling in my head.

"Then what? Who is he Jimin hyung? The guy from earlier? What does he want? Did he threaten you?!" I ignored him and sat back down on my bed covering my face with my hands as I felt my tears welling up again. I heard some shuffling, but I still didn't look up.

"Hey listen to me. This is what is best. Your parents did the right thing. Now tell me what happened. I promise I'm here to help. I'm not like the other cops you talked to before ok. I'm on detective Namjoon's team. Remember him?" I popped up. Did he just say Namjoon. I hadn't spoken to his since the day I was taken. Maybe this isn't so bad. He is the only one I can talk to.

"Detective Namjoon? Is he on his way?"

"Yes my partner downstairs just called him. He should be here shortly."

"I don't want to talk to anyone but him please."

"That's fine I'll let him know." After a while more cops came and searched our house. They were even questioning my mom, dad, and brother, but that really wasn't my concern at the moment. The only person I was waiting for was detective Namjoon. It wasn't long before he walk walked through our front door. He didn't even get his foot through the door before I hopped up and hugged him. I instantly broke down into tears again as I realized that my saving grace was finally here.

    "I'm so happy I finally found you safe and sound. I was so worried." He said hugging me back.

    "I feel safe again now that you're here." I smiled through my tears.

    "I met that Jungkook guy in the mist of searching for you. It took everything in me not to snap his neck. He's so cocky yet cleaver. Not to mention all of the things he was saying about you." He said as he pulled away from the hug.

    "W-What did he say?" I frowned.

    "He tried to pin everything on you saying that this was your plan all along because of jealousy." He scoffed.

    "Jealousy? What could I possibly be jealous of?" I frowned.

    "Hobi. He said you set this whole plot up to kill him because you wanted the dance teacher position that you originally applied for."

    "That's not true! I mean I did apply to be the dance teacher, but they needed a music teacher. I was happy either way. Sure dance was my first choice, but music is just as important to me. I was just happy I was finally going to have my dream job. Please tell me you believe me. Hobi and I didn't know each other for very long but in the short time that we did we build up a great connection. He became my best friend. I would never ever hurt him." I was infuriated that he would even say that.

    "I know Jimin. Trust me I know, but unfortunately he managed to sway some of the officers. Some are demanding that we treat you as a suspect for the murder."

    "But I'm a witness not a suspect. I saw him kill him with own eyes. I-I held Hobi's d-dead b-body in my arms." I teared up at the memory.

    "Calm down Jimin. It's ok. Just tell me everything that happened." I told him about the whole kidnapping thing, how Jungkook killed Hobi, all the things he did to me which made the detective tense up, and everything up to earlier today when he broke into my house and proposed. "Wait did you just say he proposed?"

    "Yeah I know, and he gave me this ring and told me not to take it off." He quickly grabbed my hand and observed the diamond.

    "Jimin, do you know what this means?" He exclaimed with a wide smile which confused me considering everything I just told him.

    "That he is a complete and total psychopath and when you think he can't get any crazier he does?" I said all in one monotone breath.

    "No, well yes, but not in this case. It means we've got him. There's absolutely no way he can talk his way out of this one."

    "Wait what?" I asked still not fully comprehending what he was saying.

    "The ring. This is the ring we found when we searched his house. That means you're story checks out and his story about him not wanting you and you running away and all of that crap doesn't."

    "So this means-" I widened my eyes.

    "Yes we finally have hard evidence against him, and it's enough to lock him up for good."

"And just when I was beginning to lose hope... Thanks Detec-"

"Hyung. Just call me hyung." He smiled

"Thank you Namjoon hyung." I hugged him again.

"We haven't caught him yet. In the meantime, you have to stay here for you own safety. You will have 24 hour security just until we can arrest him." I nod and he walked off to talk to some other officer. I guess he was getting everything arranged. I still didn't want to speak to my family yet. I'm sure they have a lot of questions. Luckily they are pretty occupied right now talking to all of the other policemen.

I just made a cup of hot cocoa, grabbed a blanket, and went outside to sit on our porch swing. Every since my parents got it I have loved it. It's a great place to sit when you need to relax or maybe even think a little. It felt really good to finally tell Namjoon what I've been holding in for what feels like forever. I know I'm supposed to be happy right now, but I can't help but feel as if something terrible is going to happen. It always seems like when I think that I'm almost free from his hold, he yanks me back to him, and I'm scared that's what is happening now. My mind is telling me that it's ok because Namjoon hyung is here, but I just can't get rid of this bad feeling.

I was out there for a few minutes swinging back and forth letting the cool night air brush over my face. After a while I had finished all of my cocoa and sat my mug on the ground when suddenly the front door opened. Shortly after Jihyun rushed out.

    "Jihyun? Where are you going?" I called out to him. He shouldn't be going out around this time. When he turned around, I could see that something was definitely up.

    "Oh so now you're talking to me? Well it's a secret. Kinda like the ones you've been keeping from me." I was stunned at first. He has never spoken to me this way, but I do see where he's coming from. I would be frustrated too, but I just can't say anything. At least right now. Not until Jungkook is behind bars and out of our hair for good.

    "Please don't be that way. You don't understand-" I tried.

    "The only reason why I don't understand is because you won't tell me. I will never understand until you do." I hate this whole situation. Maybe I should just tell them. Namjoon is here to protect us if I do.

    "I...I can't." I stuttered. I just couldn't. The risk is too high. Jihyun scoffed and turned to leave. "Wait please don't go." I hopped up of the swing and was now standing above Jihyun on the top step while he turned back and glared at me as he was on the last step.

    "What do you want Jimin hyung? You're not going to tell me what's wrong. You're not going to tell me who that guy is. You're not going to tell me anything even though we always tell each other everything. So what is? Are going to lie to me again?" I teared up as my heart was slowly breaking. I never wanted this to happen, and I certainly never wanted my relationship with my brother to become like this. This is all  Jungkook's fault. Even when he's not here he causes trouble. Trouble with my anxiety, my health since I haven't really eaten in two days, and now with my family.

   "I.. I just want you to comfort me like you used to whenever I was upset. I just want you to be here for me. That's the best thing that you can do to help me right now. I just want my brother."

    "I'm sorry Hyung, but..I have to go." Is he really leaving me? This is so unlike him. Something is definitely wrong. It sucks that I can't leave to go after him. Namjoon hyung told me that I couldn't since Jungkook is still out there. Plus if I do try to leave some of these other cops will have a reason to believe Jungkook's story. I can tell that a lot of them have an issue with me by the way they are staring.

    Wait a minute. I know that Jungkook and his father had moles in the department that worked for them. I hope Namjoon scooped them all out because if not then the only safe place for me to be is right next to Namjoon at all times. I better go find him. As soon as I turn to go back in, I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me back out. The person who grabbed me turned me around. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened. I wanted to scream, but before I could, he covered my mouth. What is he going to do to me?