the man who supposedly "saved me" shoved me into the backseat of his car. he ripped off his mask, to reveal... one of the people from my university?!?! "Jungkook?" i whisper-yelled. he put his mask back on and asked me where i lived. i have him my address. i fell asleep in the back.
when i woke up, it was dark and i wasn't in the car anymore. i was in a bed. i was locked in! "what the hell! c'mon Y/N think" i said under my breath. i need to find out:
1. where the hell i was
2. where Jungkook was and why he lied to me
ugh. i hate being alone. my separation anxiety started to kick in; i sat in the corner of the room wrapped in the fuzzy blanket that was in the bed. i heard footsteps outside of the room, i quickly dashed into the closet.
"are you okay?" it was Jungkook. "uh. um. y-yeah. yeah! i'm fine! i'm great!" oh, geez that sounded awkward. $h!t he must think i'm some bipolar freak i heard him chuckle lightly before knocking and asking to come inside...
what i saw next shocked me.
sorry for the cliffhanger.
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my cat was looking at me like: 👁👄👁
"hooman wtf" while I wrote this. probs b/c i was jamming out to Agust D. 🙃😂
6.28.2020- 10:19 pm eastern