Omg...last chapter..
Last Question time in this book..
Are you quaking?
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Jimin breathed heavily as he ran through the street, from the house.
He could see Jungkook chasing after him.
Jimin crosses the road as he saw Jungkook approach.
"JIMI-"
*Beeeepeepepeope*
A large truck selling baby diapers hit Jungkook.
Jungkook let out a loud screech as the security guards behind Jungkook stopped backing to the other side of the road.
Hoseok gave a tiny smirk as he watch his boss get rammed into.
Jimin widened his eyes as he saw Jungkooks last expression..
Fear..
The truck ran by, Jimin stared across the road to the security and Hoseok.
It was silence, no conversation between the two sides.
He security whispered to themselves as they pulled out their guns aiming at the in shock Jimin.
Jimin was already traumatized, but now this..
Before the men could fire Hoseok stopped them both. He shakes his head in disapproval as they put their guns down.
Jimin raised his eyebrows, were they really just going to let him go.
Is no one going to call the police for Jungkook?
Hoseok looked both ways before crossing the street over to the soaking wet Jimin.
"I-is no one going to call the police?" Jimin stammered as hoseok shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Nah, someone will,"hoseok sighed,"someone will..."
"Why didn't you let them shoot?"
"Why? I don't want to be a part of the murdering,"
"How could you let him do all of this?" Jimin said looking out to the wind blowing the trees as the afternoon slowly passed by.
"It's part of my contract," hoseok responded,"hopefully I can go now, now that he is injured or possibly dead."
"What about the slaves..and the bodies..and the-"
"Kid, stop worrying about it, all you need to worry about is getting your life back together," hoseok said patting his back.
"H-how..."
Hoseok pulls out his wallet,"here park, just use it wisely."
"W-"
"Take it or leave it,"
Jimin took the wallet.
Hoseok nodded as he looked out into the orange yellowish sunset sky.
It was a nice afternoon...
Hoseok started going back down the street.
"Uh..goodbye!?!" Jimin called out to him.
Hoseok waved his hand as he headed back.
Jimin looked at the wallet in his hands, he was now alone. Once again, but happy alone.
He sighed as he stared at the road, the freedom. Real freedom.
Jimin stuck his thumb out waiting for a ride. A yellow cab (I know, New York vibes) came down the road, slowing down by Jimin.
"Aye, where ya' need to go?" The man asked.
"Take me to Busan.."
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Thx for reading :,)
(Don't worry, Jungkook isn't dead, he is in a mental hospital and suffering charges for murder
Hoseok is living a free happy life as he pleases....
The slave business was reported by someone and shut down
And Jimin :) , you can imagine whatever you please)
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Why are you still here?
Go..
Go outside and get some fresh air...
*throws holy water on you*
