Still With You | Vhopekook

Three Seconds, Save...

"YOU F*CKERS!" Yoongi screamed, kicking with all of his might to escape the tight rope keeping him stuck to the chair. 

Jungkook groaned as he was thrown into the middle chair, next to Jin. His arms were tied behind the chair like everyone else, his feet too.

"LET HIM GO!" Yoongi yelled, causing Johnny to walk over to him. "You mother f*cker, I'm gonna f*cking kill you." Yoongi stared right in his eyes, breathing heavily from the suffocating feeling in his chest. "You seem to care a lot about this man..." Johnny looked back at Jungkook, who was clearly half conscious. "Let him go, now, you b*tch." Yoongi cursed at him, pulling his arms with all of his might.

Johnny shrugged and walked away.

"Believe it or not, Jungkook let us take him." Johnny announced, as his last group of men brought someone else in.

"DAHEE!"

"She shot one of my men, right in the chest." Johnny went up to Namjoon. "Made him suffer." He spat, but Namjoon's focus was on his girlfriend.

"She your sister?"

Namjoon looked to Johnny, pure fear in his eyes.

"Please- don't hurt her, please, I'm begging you." Namjoon's voice was trembling with worry, as Dahee was tied to the chair next to Jungkook. "Did you know she's pregnant?" Johnny asked, getting behind Dahee and making her look up at him. Dahee tried to look away as she cried from fear, so Johnny let her chin go.

"Leave her alone, please." Namjoon begged. "I'll do anything you want."

"Actually, you're the leader here- you should be able to make decesions."

Johnny held a gun to Dahee's head, while one of his friends held a gun to Jungkooks'. They both loaded the small machinery.

"NO!" Yoongi screamed, fighting like his life depended on it to get out of the very restrained chair. "Dahee killed one of my men. But Jungkook, he's not strong. He's not fit for a world like this. I want to kill both of them." Johnny sighed, and Dahee felt the end of the pistol get pressed against her skull. "But, I also want to test you as a leader. Should I save Dahee, your pregnant girlfriend, or Jungkook, your best friend?" Johnny asked, turning to Namjoon.

Everyone exploded in screaming fits, Kwon begging Namjoon to save Jungkook. Changmin and Seulong voted for Namjoon to save Dahee; not because Jungkook wasn't their best friend, but because she was the only girl they had at this point, and if they didn't find the rest of their group alive-

"NAMJOON YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO THINK!" Yoongi yelled to Namjoon, while the leader burst into painful tears. He didn't know what to do, and everyone was shouting at him to choose between two people he loved so very much.

It was like choosing his mother or father.

"I'm giving you a time limit. A real leader is great under pressure. If you don't decide in...twenty seconds, both of them die." Johnny announced, and Jungkook looked up for Yoongi.

"Hyung." Yoongi heard Jungkook's voice over everyone's yells and screams, and saw Jungkook looking into his eyes from just a few feet away.

"I love you."

"KOOKIE!" Yoongi tried to escape, even though it was incredibly painful. His wrists were bleeding again from scratching against the rope around them, but he didn't care, he needed Jungkook to be safe.

"Clock's ticking, Namjoon..." Johnny sighed, already impatient. Namjoon hung his head low with tears rolling his cheeks, not saying an absolute word.

"NAMJOON HYUNG!" Jimin shouted at him, but Namjoon was too scared to even look up at him. There was no way he could choose, he couldn't pull himself to do it.

"You know what- maybe this will help."

Johnny took pills out of his side pocket, and went up to Namjoon. He showed him the pills.

"STOP IT!" Namjoon yelled when Johnny walked back to Dahee, now standing in front of her. "DON'T YOU DARE- STOP!" Namjoon tried to escape, but the old rope hurt his arms too much.

"No!" Dahee turned her head away when Johnny tried to force the pills into her mouth. "Come on, open up for me." Johnny gripped her jaw and forced it open, and the only thing Dahee thought she could do was bite his hand. But Johnny was way stronger than she was, if she tried hard enough she might break her jaw; Johnny would clearly win this.

"STOP IT!"

Johnny held Dahee's mouth still and tilted her head back, forcing three pills into her mouth and down her throat. Dahee knew what they were, and she was trying with all her might to not swallow the pills.

Johnny practically suffocated Dahee until she was forced to swallow the pills, cutting off her airway until she gasped for air- and the pills traveled down her throat.

"YOU MOTHER F*CKER, NO!"

"Now the clock's ticking faster, Namjoon." Johnny wiped his hands on his jeans, getting Dahee's salavia off of them. Dahee coughed and coughed, desperately trying to make herself throw up- but she couldn't.

"You have two minutes until those pills reach her baby, and then, it's gone." Johnny smirked, getting back behind Dahee and placing his gun back where it was a few minutes ago.

"Now, the real question is, Namjoon." Johnny said over Dahee's screams and cries. "Is she really as important to you as before, without your baby?" He asked, and everyone immediately understood what the pills were.

They were either abortion pills, or some type of poison that would kill both Dahee and the baby.

"If you say to save Dahee, Jungkook will pass peacefully, quickly, and painlessly, while I cut her go and she can throw up those pills and things will be fine. If you don't make a decision, like I said earlier, both of them die and no one's happy." Johnny repeated himself, Jungkook already accepting his fate and repeating 'I love you's to Yoongi.

He wanted it to be his last three words.

Dahee squirmed in her chair trying to release her hands, in hopes if she got free she could make herself throw up and the pills wouldn't do any harm to the baby. But the longer she sat there, the more chance there was of losing it.

"Namjoon!" Dahee called out, the tears on her face practically cleaning the blood off.

"Ten seconds, Namjoon."

"NAMJOON!"

"F*CK YOU!"

Namjoon sat in the chair as everyone yelled at the top of their lungs, their voices echoing off the walls since there was nothing else to dilute the sound with than the walls. Namjoon's entire figure shook with fear and worry, his mind spinning when he actually tried to make a decesion.

"NAMJOON!"

"Three secon-"

"Save Dahee!"