Lie✔️

49 : Blame

With the ultimatum of bringing the documents under 48 hours, I only had 5 hours left.

It was yesterday when Jungkook came for the Ransom demand of Kim Namjoon.

"Where are you going?" I ask,

"Will send some more people at the police stations and asylums" he says

Jimin's fever wasn't fully gone but he looked better.

I softly put my lips on him, a passionate kiss I led but he broke free from by grasp

"I need to go" he said pushing me

I try the last password,

PARKJIMIN

And the locker still doesn't open but and alarm goes on. Luckily, I took Jimin's phone out of his pocket earlier when I was kissing so I removed the notification from his phone.

I don't have an option to save Omma anymore....

For all the time I've spent with Mr. Kim Namjoon under his wings, I knew he was cold but could never doubt him to be this heartless. I know he wants the good of the country but he can't go as far to actually kill someone innocent.

Now I can't only hope, Mr. Kim stays merciful

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*Door banging noises*

The door bangs, I get up from bed even when I don't want to. I have been lying here, not crying but still drowning in my own guilts. Thinking about things I could have done and yet I didn't. If only I had taken care of Omma, if only I protected her, she would be with us. Or if only I had cracked the locker

"OPEN THE FCK UP WONHWA, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE" Jungkook says, bringing me out of my trance

I run to the door, slamming it open

"Why are you here?" I calmly as, restrainance evident in my voice

He stares deep in my eyes, biting his inner cheeks. It was as though he was waiting for me to read his eyes.

"Why are you here?" I ask softly once again,

It's guilt, what I see in his eyes. I can never mistake that, he didn't want to risk her life either...

"Can't you fcking open that locker?" He says finally

"I tried, I couldn't" I say

"You should know it, you're a damn genius and you're even livung with him" he says looking away

He's trying to accuse me, even though deep down even he knows that we're equally at fault.

"What is in that locker? Why do they want it so bad?" I ask

"It's the money, all of Jimin's money that they're behind" he says

"How much is there?" I ask, the government behind Jimin's money?

" 75 billion us dollars, you can probably buy a whole damn Korea with this" he says

No wonder, they're all greedy.

"I think you should go, Jungkook. Try to help them" I say,

Shutting the door

"I tried, my hands are tied and they didn't even share my location " his reply comes through the door.

I shut it close, I sit against the door. Jimin has a bullet wound on his torso not even the abrasion is still not smooth on the surface level.

Here I am doing nothing, being so helpless. I have never been so helpless, so hopeless. Live taught me a lot of things, I learned to live on my own, I learned that no one will understand you and I learned it the hard way, I learned that I was not lovable