Desperation

Chapter seventeen

~Y/N POV~

It's been a whole week since I've seen Jungkook. He's not even been at school which worries me given what happened the last time I saw him. I just hope he's okay and he's seen my text messages but hasn't responded to them at all or hasn't even called me back when I've tried to call him but no luck.

I even got so desperate that I appeared at his front door, twice.

But each time his mother would answer and basically tell me to fuck off. Her words, not mine.

Then I would have the door slammed in my face. That wasn't so nice but I wasn't surprised anymore when it came to his family. Well his parents anyway.

Now that led me to throwing small stones towards his window, across from mine. I collected them before coming inside since I had thought of this before hand. I just want to see him, just to know he's okay. I don't care how much I look like a possessive girlfriend right now or whatever I just want proof he's still alive at least.

But with each stone I threw towards his window my hopes of drawing back his curtains were fading away. They didn't even so much as move and that was even more upsetting.

Staring back at his window I could only sigh to myself, admitting defeat to that idea and shut my window just to throw myself to the bed, face planting my pillow as I had done so and let out a frustrated scream that was muffled by my pillow.

I think if my parents heard me scream they would be in here within two seconds. My dad most likely ready to attack with his fists and yet my mom would be no different but she would end up using the sauce pan or something.

Throwing a fist to my pillow I huffed and turned around to glare up at my ceiling.

I've tried so hard to see him and yet I worry about him constantly. I can't help it, I'm scared to loose him like the last time. Honestly I don't know what else to do. I'm running out of ideas and at this point I think I may just bust into his house guns blazing and just demand to know where Jungkook is.

That doesn't actually seem like a bad idea.

The more I think about that, the more it sounds appealing.

But where would I find a gun?

I think Jimin may have one. He can steal his dads gun for me.

Yeah I think I'll do that. It's a plan.

Sitting up from my bed I stood up to walk towards my desk, picking up my phone to text Jimin that I need a favour but before I could hit send I heard something of a light tapping sound come from my window.

Instantly my head whipped towards that direction with hope and low and behold, my prays were answered.

Jungkook's head popping up from the window ledge, tapping his hand against the glass.

I rushed over and immediately opened the window, grabbing him around the shoulders as he hung from the ledge and pulled him up and through the window just for the both of us to fall backwards and fall to the ground with a thud.

Damn it. My mom will be up here soon to ask what that was about. Or my dad.

But I didn't allow myself to let him go just yet as we laid on the carpet. I held him close to me, hugging him desperately but he just chuckled, taking me into his arms that folded around my small form which I curled up into him.

"Where have you been? I've been worried."

I mumbled against his chest in which he sighed but pecked a kiss to my forehead before resting his cheek against the side of my head, his lips now close to my ear.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere for the last week. I've been locked up in my room until now. I've missed you." Jungkook

I only curled into him more, pressing myself into him fully confirming in my mind he's definitely here.

"I've missed you too."

I told him with a smile to my face but there was a sudden knock at the door which made me roll away from Jungkook out his arms and rush towards the door but signalling to Jungkook to hide which he only nodded quietly and rolled under my bed.

Once I could see he was out of sight I opened the door, revealing my dad actually standing there, brow raised curiously.

"What was that bang?" Dad

I shook my head, yet shrugged at him.

"I don't know. I didn't hear anything."

"Did you fall again?" Dad

I nodded at him, pressing a fake smile to my face.

"Yeah, sorry."

"You should really be more careful Y/n. We wouldn't want you breaking an arm or something." Dad

"I'll try to Dad."

He nodded at me but looked over my head, eyes scanning the room behind me but then tossed me a small smile before bidding good night and walked away.

Relieved I closed the door carefully and instantly rushed over to my bed, to look under and find Jungkook grinning at me while he laid on his stomach and cheek pressed against my carpet.

"You fall often huh? You're so clumsy Y/n." Jungkook

I rolled my eyes at him and left him there to sit on my bed waiting for him to come back up and join me to sit on the sheets. Which he did, he rolled out and came to sit beside me, but taking my hand into his, smoothing his thumb over the back of my hand.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook

"I should ask you that. What happened to your face?"

I asked him, reaching out for his cheek to turn his head slightly to the side to see a more clear view of a healing bruise under his left eye.

"Don't think I didn't notice."

Jungkook only sighed, gently removing my hand from his cheek to place our joined hands on his lap.

"My dad hit me when I got home the last time I was here, but I'm fine now. Promise." Jungkook

Even though he pressed a smile to his face I wasn't convinced. You can see the pain in his eyes through his fake smile.

"I'm sorry that happened to you. Does it still hurt?"

He shook his head, tearing his gaze from my eyes to look down at our hands.

"No. It could of been worse though." Jungkook

"That's not the point. You shouldn't be having to go through with that. Tell the cops or at least tell Jimin's dad. He's a police officer."

Jungkook instantly shook his head, eyes pleading and bringing our joined hands to his chest which made me almost fall forward.

"No I cant do that. At least not yet so please don't tell anyone about this Y/n. You're parents may know already what's kind of going on but please don't say anything to any one else." Jungkook

I was torn. If he didn't want to tell the cops or Jimin's dad, then I was going to but how can I if Jungkook doesn't want that. He's the victim here, not me.

"Fine, but if it happens again I will go to the cops Jungkook."

He nodded at me just to then lean in and catch a hard yet quick kiss to my lips before placing his forehead against mine.

"You have no idea how precious you are to me Y/n." Jungkook

My heart just melted at his words and yet I found myself lost in his dark orbs that seems to be lost in mine in this moment between us.

"I could say the same thing. I care about you more than you could imagine."

I don't know what it is about us both whispering but it kind of went with the whole vibe going on right now.

"I know." Jungkook

That was when our lips met and the rest of the night was ours.