Chapter Ten

//JUNGKOOK//

//JIMIN'S BEDROOM//

I woke up with a terrible headache and an unfamiliar background. I sat right up, ignoring the stinging pain I was feeling and looked up.

"Ah, you're awake. Good." I looked to the door and saw Jimin holding a tray filled with water and porridge,

"Yah! Did you kidnapped me?!" I exclaimed and he looked at me in disbelief,

"Heck no! You should be thanking me, instead! I saved you from the streets!" He argued and I froze on my spot.

'D-Did he see my state?'

"Hit a spot?" He raised a brow while putting down the tray he brought in with him,

"Just... Leave me alone for a while." I said as I cupped for my phone,

"Looking for this?" He said as he raised my phone and I nodded,

"Tell me why you were crying first." I frowned and balled my fist,

"That's none of your business, Jimin." I saw him flinch when I didn't call him by his nickname,

"B-But I saved you! The least you could do to pay me back is to tell me what happened!" He said,

"But I didn't tell you to save me." I coldly spatted, grabbing my phone from his hand and walked out of the room, exiting the house and trying to find the park.

I sighed when I felt soft raindrops on my head and looked for shelter. Soon I stopped at a bus stop and just stood there, watching the raindrops drop on the concrete street.

'Why did he even see me crying? He should've left me there to die. He hates me anyway. Why would he save me? So I owe him now? Is that what he was after for? Saving me and then using me for his own selfish plans just because I owe him? I wish I could've died. I wish I was the one who died.'