" y/n " I opened my eyes when I heard the familiar voice my eyes widened when I saw jimin staring down at me.
I sat up and wandered my eyes, we were in the loft. I looked down and jolted when I saw that I'm still in my blood soaked shirt.

" I told you to be cautious only me can hurt you " he knitted his brows

" what.. how can.. you are dead " I stammered

" so are you " his laugh was followed by my hestyrical screams, tears running uncontrollably down my cheeks and he was watching me with an amused expression.

" I was joking why you look so pale and overdramatic all of a sudden " he approached me but I backed away, " why you think I'm dead? Did you kill me in your dream? "

I wiped my tears and looked at him- he was serious! No sign of joking

" someone killed you and your dad's mafia tortured me, look! " I looked at my shirt pointing at it but.. " why it's clean now " I gasped

" calm down y/n " he tried again to approach me but I backed one more step away

" I'm sure I saw blood just now " I yelled feeling that I'm about to lose my mind

" you drunk a lot yesterday and now you are hallucinating " he chuckled

" am I dead now? " I asked running my hand through my long hair without paying much attention to what he said

" no you are crazy " he glared at me

" yesterday... what was yesterday? " my eyes widened when I absorbed what he said

" july 5th " he said and my jaw dropped

Was it all a nightmare?

He took steps closer taking hold of my shoulders as he looked into my eyes

" the day you were supposed to die " he smirked

His words frightned me, I was confused and scared at the same time and when I was about to ask him so many question bothering me he vanished. the image faded bringing me back to the darkness alone standing in the middle and then my whole life started flashing before my eyes in an extremly fast speed.

However, the 5th july was the last memory shown then random places were displayed and the face of strangers I didn't recognize. things started to get interlocked and incomprehensible in a crazy way till it came back to darkness again and I shot my eyes open.

I was still in the basement. I wasn't dead but I felt dead inside.

" y/n " jungkook was whispering while untying my legs, " wak- " he raised his head and saw that I was already awake

" uhh thanks god. what did you get yourself into " he whispered under his breath

" don't make any noise " he added and grabbed my arm to help me stand up, my legs were jelly- I was about to fall right away but he caught me just in time I would have gone crazy for been that close to him but at that moment I felt nothing.

He gave me piggyback ride, making his way to the exit but being so cautious to not make the lowest sound.

He stared right and left before entering any hallway and successfully sneaked out of the building.

He sat me on the passenger seat of his car- which he parked few meters away in the main street to not be suspecious, he ran to the other side to leave before getting caught.

" should I take you to the hospital? " he asked

" no I'm fine "

" you are not, you can't even stand up and look at your face and your shirt is soaked with blood what have they done to you ? "

" just take me to your house I said I'm fine " unintentionally I yelled on his face, he was taken aback but somehow he understood my feelings and didn't say anything during the long ride to his house.

When we arrived he carried me bridal style inside his house and put me on the couch carefully then went somewhere out of my sight for seconds then came back with first aid kit.

" I'll treat your wounds " he took a chair from the kitchen and placed it in front of me

" how did you find me? " I asked the question that was on my mind the whole road here

" does it matter ? Shouldn't you be thankful " my emotionless expression frustrated him " it will hurt " he warned before applying some of petroleum jelly on the wounds on my lips and cheeks
He was surprised when I didn't make any reaction after all the cleaning although the wounds were deep

" you don't feel anything " he exclaimed.

I ignored him and removed the stained shirt, threw it away and stayed with only my bras on display. he gulped nervously, he didn't know if he can stare at me or look away since it happened all of a sudden

" what have they done to you ? " he stammered

" does it matter? " I replied imitating him then layed on the couch giving my back to him " I need a rest "

He cleared his throat and threw a blanket on me and I covered myself with it.

" don't leave again without letting me know " he mumbled then stepped towards his room

3rd person pov

He went to sleep with so many questions inneed of answers, the most out of them about the sudden change of her attitude but since she was tired he decided to talk with her in the morning after she gets over the shock- as he diagonised.

The next morning, he prepared himself for another day of work but unlike the usual, he was planning to be late to get some time to talk with her since he thought she needed someone beside her to listen to her and comfort her
He walked out of his room and headed to the living room where he left her sleeping but to his surprise she wasn't there anymore. A pink note over the table caught his attention he rushed toward it and held it on both hands

" you are stupid but I still love you " he read what's written on the note. He looked on the back of the note and there was more " I borrowed some of your money and clothes thank you "