Dilemma

Jungkook left after I kicked him out of my room for blabbing nonsense at me. I need to find out what my parents and Mr. Jeon are up to- I know they're up to something, so I have to stay alert at all times. Knock. Knock.

"I'm coming," I answered after getting off my bed and pulled open the door to find Mr. Jeon smiling at me. What the...?

"Oh, you're sleeping already? It's alright then. We have plenty of time to figure it out," Mr. Jeon chuckles when he notices my dark room.

"No, if you want to say something- then I-"

"Get some sleep, Sora-shi. We'll talk tomorrow," Mr. Jeon pats my shoulder before striding off into his room. Okay....? I don't think I can sleep because of this confusion, so I crashed into my parent's room.

"Sora? What's wrong honey?" Eomma questioned, turning to look at me from her dressing table in confusion.

"Eomma, appa. I love you guys but be honest with me. What's going on? Why are they here again?" I blurted out of curiosity. I need to know the truth!

"He just came to visit-"

"Eomma, please be honest with me," I grimaced at her and closed the door. I know she's hiding something.

"Well, he came to check on you and apologize for your runaway. And he wanted to offer you another chance. That's what it is," Appa sighed. He placed his phone on the nightstand and darted me a dim expression.

"I'm not going back. I'm not going back," I shook my head until my body trembled from the trauma of the society. I don't want that life, and I'm not going back to that hell pit!

"Hey... hey... Sora, we're not forcing you. You have a choice, okay? If you don't want to return to them, then we won't let you go," Appa smiled and reached out to hold my hands in his.

"We thought you'd be ready for it, but I guess not," Appa sighed.

"Ready?" I questioned unsurely.

"Ready for the world, Sora. But it's okay. You can stay with us," Appa nodded while rubbing my cheek with a sad smile on his face. I feel like I'm disappointing him.

"If you don't go back, you'll probably lose Yoongi. You know that?" Eomma quietly looks at me through her mirror. I felt this sharp stab against my chest. What is she talking about?

"W-wae? Why would I lose him?" I turned to look at appa for an explanation. I can't lose him! He's my everything! What are they saying?

"You shouldn't have mentioned that-"

"What?" I gasped, pulling my hand away from appa in horror. What are they hiding from me again?

"Sora, you don't know anything about their society. Yoongi is one of the most powerful alpha right now, and he has no alliances. Which means his parents will look for one sooner or later," Eomma exhaled, getting up from her dresser and sat on her bed.

"And what does that have to do with me losing him?" I gritted after balling my fingers into tight fists. They've been hiding something from me! Why can't they be honest with me for once?

"His parent will set him up with another alpha. Hopefully, they'll look for a male alliance, but if they find a female alpha... who's worthy, then he'll probably end up with her," Eomma sadly stared at me. My heart sank at her words as tears filled my eyes. I shakily breathed when I felt my chest twisting and turning in pain. What the hell?!

"Even if I go back, I'm still an ordinary person compared to everyone else. I'm nothing next to them, eomma," I sobbed as tears rolled down my cheeks, and before she could respond to me- I dashed out of the room. I'm nothing! His parent will probably find a way to get rid of an ordinary girl like me anyways! I'm not worthy, and I'll never be.

"Ah! What the hell?!" Jungkook snapped when I accidentally bumped into him in the dark.

"W-What are you doing downstairs," I stuttered, quickly rubbing away my tears when I noticed him coming up the stairs.

"I went down to get some water, stupid," Jungkook huffed in the dark.

"Whatever," I muttered dismissively and walked past him. I want to be alone.

"What's wrong with you? Your voice-"

"Go to bed," I cut him off before pushing my door open, but Jungkook pushed past me and switched the light on to check on me.

"Hajima! Get out!" I whined in frustration. Why is he so fucking annoying?! He needs to respect my privacy!

"Why are you crying?" Jungkook laughs at me funnily. Really? He's always making fun of me at the wrong time!

"Get out! Jebal!" I stomped my foot in annoyance.

"What the hell? Why are you tearing up? I'm not leaving," Jungkook stared at me in shock, so I glared at him in frustration.

"I'll fucking break down if you don't leave!" I whined in tears.

"Oh really? You sure?" Jungkook chuckles. Did he think this is a joke? I couldn't help it and bawled my eyes out because I was so frustrated and angry. I just want to be alone!

"Oh shit, you're really crying! Uljima! (don't cry) What a crybaby~ Wae! WAE?" His cocky smile immediately faded away when he realized I wasn't joking.

"This isn't a joke, dumbass!" I whimpered in irritation, but before I knew it- he took a step closer and wrapped his arms around my back. I immediately stopped breathing and crying in shock as he held me tightly in his arms.

"Y-yah..." I whispered, trying to pull away from him in confusion. Suddenly, the past memories of us in the cold dark room came rushing back into my head. My cheek flushed red when I felt my heartbeat increasing rapidly. Wae...? Wae...? What the hell. What am I feeling...?

"Don't cry," He whispers in a soft and sweet tone, making my heart flutter at his tender voice. Instead of just wrapping his arms around me like he used to, Jungkook slowly shifted his hand onto my head and ran his fingers through my hair. My heart... felt as if it was going to explode as I stood in his embrace.

"I'm fine now," I whispered, pulling away without looking at him. What the hell is wrong with my feelings...? I'm probably deprived of the human touch. I shouldn't be like this.

"Are you okay now?" He scanned my tearful eyes in concern, so I shifted on my feet uncomfortably. What's wrong with me? Did I- NO! NO! You didn't! Hajima!

"Better, and thank you," I muttered, avoiding his eye contact because I felt really embarrassed.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jungkook questioned, leaning against the door.

"Why are you nice from time to time? Sometimes you're a jerk, and sometimes you're not. Why?" I asked, finally looking at him in the eyes. To be honest... he's confusing me with his multiple personalities.

"What do you expect? I am human, and I do have a heart. Believe it or not, I have a good heart. I just prefer not to show it sometimes," He smirks. Huh..? Good heart? I doubt that.

"You're confusing me," I shrugged, awkwardly glancing away. I can't seem to understand him at all.

"So what were you boohooing (crying noise) over?" Jungkook smirks with his arms folded. There he goes again with the jerkass personality.

"It's nothing," I shrugged quietly. What can I say? It's not like I can fix it.

"Tsk. Nothing? What a waste of time," Jungkook rolled his eyes before pulling the door open. Should I tell him? Maybe he can help me? Should I? Or maybe, he'll just mock me again.

"Wait... I..." I said quickly. Jungkook halted, then turned to look at me unsurely.

"What?" He asks, placing his hands on his hip. So, I ended up telling him everything about what my parents said.

"Well, they aren't lying. It's true. He might be paired with another girl," Jungkook shrugged while leaning against the wall. My chest burned in pain again.

"Wow, very helpful," I muttered in disappointment. I don't think he even gets what I'm saying.

"Well, if you want to keep him- then you should go back and own him, or else he'll be left available for other girls. I can't sugarcoat your situation," Jungkook nods at me.

"Own him? I'm just an ordinary-"

"Yeah, you are ordinary, and you have no power. Therefore, Yoongi's parents might not want you around him. I understand. But if it's really love, then he'll fight for you. I don't understand why you're worrying so much. If he loves you, I'm sure he'll do whatever he can to hold on to you, even if means... putting his life at risk for you. He risked his life once to be with you, the stupid runaway plan of yours. But remember this, Sora. You can't lose him if he doesn't want to be stolen. If he loves you, then I'm sure he'll never let you go," Jungkook sighed, looking at me sadly. He's being honest, I can tell. He's right. If he loves me, then he'll never give up on me.

"The only thing I can do is go back... no other... options?" I whispered with my eyes trained on my hands. I really don't want to go back.

"Yeah, you have to. If you stay away from him for too long, the bond will fade, but if you return to him and own what's yours, then I'm sure you two will find your way around it," Jungkook nods, leaning against the wall. I have to do this, don't I? What about what I want? What do I want?

"I am still weak. I'll probably get murdered," I whispered anxiously. I have no protection in the arena. The alphas will try to get rid of me.

"Weak? Remember your boyfriend is the top-rank alpha. For all I know, he might be the supreme alpha. And you have Taehyung's protection when he claimed you and my father's protection too. Jung Hoseok is looking out for you for whatever you did to help him. I'm sure you're safe," Jungkook chuckles while shaking his head. Right, but none of them is my family. How can I trust any of them? They're still alphas.

"I'm sure Taehyung doesn't want to protect me anymore. Hoseok repaid his debt by rescuing me from the attack. So we're equal again. And Yoongi? His parents possess the power. He's clueless about the society, so he can easily be deceived," I muttered in a defeated tone.

"The only real protection you have is my father then. You can help Yoongi secure all his power to keep you safe from harm," Jungkook replied and folded his arm again.

"You're telling me to manipulate Yoongi and turn him against his own parent? What? No, No. I'm not going to do that," I shook my head in disbelief. His parents will murder me if I did.

"No, not exactly. Just own him, okay? He's yours, and you're probably the only person he trusts right now. So take the chance or lose it. It's not just for you but for him as well. He needs you right now. Imagine being away from the person you love and trust the most for a month," Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"I'll think about it," I nodded.

"The last time you entered the game, you were weak, but this time? If you decide to return. You have to be stronger, sharper, and smarter. You know it's life and death in there," Jungkook looked right into my eyes.

"I'll try...," I uneasily glanced away in discomfort.

"Alright, time for bed," Jungkook yawned, walking towards my bed and slumped down without my permission.

"What do you think you're doing?" I stared at him... dumbfounded as he drew my blanket over him.

"Sleeping, duh? Please turn off the light," Jungkook smugly smiled with his eyes closed. What the actual fuck? That's my bed!