The Red String Of Fate | | JJK FF

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"I'll always find my way back to you. 'Until death do us apart' doesn't stand for us."

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<Y/n>

"No... " I whisper weakly. My eyes glancing at Jungkook's figure.

I turn my gaze back at Jack.

I shake my head struggling to breath.

"I... Am not-" I wince cutting my words. "his weakness. I..." I lift my head staring straight into this man's eyes.

"I am his strength." I manage to speak while glaring at him. I feel like chopping his body off in millions of pieces and throw them to be eaten off by vultures.

Only if I was a little more strong. Only if my head wasn't injured that bad. Only if I could move just a single muscle.

He chuckles tilting his head.

"We'll see about that." He grins at me. I glance at Jungkook. He is holding the gun in his trembling hands.

Shoot Jungkook. Shoot him. Please shoot. Do it.

I shout internally.

I am so focused on him that I don't see the person behind him who is faster than him.

That man shoots Jungkook in his back and he falls face first on the ground.

My eyes widen.

"Jungkook." I shout. My voice is hoarse as tears roll down my cheeks.

"You'll pay for this." I shout at him holding my hands up to fight back again but he pulls out the gun from the garter aiming at me.

In a quick span he shoots making me fall back on the ground, my head hitting on the floor.

"Set this on fire." I hear him speaking before I completely lose my conscious.

Or maybe not completely.

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A loud sound of pattering hits my ears making me hiss in extreme pain. I open my eyes slowly. I am all wet and the blood over me has been washed off by the heavy rain but my wounds are still bleeding.

The very recent memory in my mind is seeing the blazing fire surrounding us but now it's only raining.

Very heavily. I am still on my stomach on the ground. My head and entire body is paining. So badly. Worse than death.

"Y/n! Wake up!" My head snaps in the direction of the voice.

Jungkook is on the ground. The sound of his crying is way too clear.

"Jungkook" I call out his name weakly. He lifts his head extending his arm.

"Y/n." He struggles to crawl to my side and the water makes it only worse.

I bring the little strength left in me together crawling towards him.

I am still not in my senses. And I am sure I might black out any second.

In the worst case, this might be the last time I am getting to see Jungkook.

I have to say something to him.

I can't die without telling him.

His fingers touches mine as he tries harder holding my hand. Sitting up leaning to the wall behind us, he makes me sit too.

"Y/n, we'll get out of here." His voice breaks in between and I hear it very faintly.

I look at him, and he is bleeding very badly. Same goes for me.