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⚠️ Note: the drug name used is fictional

My heart ruptured into million pieces and bits when my eyes witnessed the most  macabre series of murder he did to his family. My mind was swirling only with thoughts of Jungkook. The other Jungkook who was coerced into a distressful trench of watching his own parents are been unalived. Brutally.

My heart pounded to my head and ears. I puffed and blew few breaths through my lips. I swallowed hard to quench the thirst of self consolation,but I could only taste my vomit at the back of my throat. As I retched alike a mammal and poured down my bile juices to the floor.

I weakly placed my hands to the seat of the chair while kept my knees immersed to the floor. I lingered there to stable my breaths. By few seconds ,further , tears rolled down my eyes into a cascade. I whimpered and trembled. The beheading of my mother was replaying in loop in my head. And the most fiendish one was the other Jungkook 's wails and cries when he had to cut his father's throat while watching his mother's life was disappering from her body beneath the sick psychopath's boots.

" Stop crying. Its fucking annoying!" The imposter Jungkook 's voice roared through the speaker of the PC it shuddered down to the foot of the table.

My eyes uplifted from the floor i splattered with my vomit ,to the monitor screen.  The imposter Jungkook was hurling his father's hands away from the other Jungkook and tossed his hands away.

" Dad. !!! Mom!!!" The other Jungkook sobbed relentlessly and his body was trembling.

I gradually pressed my hands on the seat of the chair to uplift myself from the floor. I pulled the chair gently and sat on it.

My heart splintered as the other Jungkook 's sobs was blaring through the PC. I shifted my eyes to the imposter Jungkook. He stood turning away from the other Jungkook and faced to the wall. Exactly, facing away from the camera. He set his hands to hips. He lingered there for more than ten seconds. I squinted my eyes to watch him what he was doing. His shoulder was slothful and his one hand was mopping off something at his face. " Stop crying." His voice came out as a wobble than a threat. He instantly mopped off his eyes to the sleeves of his hoodies by bringing his eyes to his forearm sleeve. " Stop crying like a pussy! Will you?" His voice came out again as a wobble and teeter.

" Is he crying?" I mumbled under my lips. " Really? After literally slaughtering his entire family and my mother. !"

After a minute , he turned around to the other Jungkook. " Are you going to stop crying? Or should I unalive you too?"  As the imposter Jungkook turned around my eyes instantly glued to his eyes that turned into crimson with unshed tears.

" Ian, man! " Another male voice hopped into the scene.He stood at side of the camera's frame. " Oh shit man! Gross! " He exclaimed gazing at the three dead bodies immersed in their blood. " Come on, man. Ian. The other cops will be here soon. We need to leave. Carefull with finger prints."

" Yaze! Tranquilizer?" The imposter Jungkook lead his palm to him.

" For the girl?" The guy asked simultaneously throwing the injection to the imposter Jungkook.

" No. For him." He captured the injection with his one hand. He then, sat in squat and gazed at the other Jungkook, and took a look at his dead dad and mom. " stop crying " He sniffled. His snot probably. He punctured the needle to the arc of the other Jungkook's neck. He let out a yelp before his eyes scrolled up slipping him into unconsciousness.

He then dragged his insentient body towards the juvenile me and tossed him near my feet. He sat in squat position against me while I was sobbing gently covering my eyes with one hand , earphone at ears and bunch of sunflowers at my hand.

He gently plug out the earphones from my ears. I quaked and opened my eyes. The moment my ingenuous eyes shot open, I shrieked glancing at his father's slit open throat and his mother"s crack opened throat with her trachea peeking out.

" Hey hey hey hey...hey . sunflower." He incurvated his palms to my cheeks by stiffening his hold to make me look away from the goric scene. " Look at me look at me..look at me!" He gently jerked my face to switch my gaze to his. " Its over. Its over. Everything is over now. " He moved his thumb back and forth at my face.

I swallowed hard glancing at the screen, the way he held my acute face in his large palms.

" Its over. Its just us now , sunflower. " He rearranged the fringes of hair strands glued to my forehead.

" What did you do?" I whimpered to him ,gazing at his his parent's lifeless body.

" Hey hey hey hey ..look at me " he shook my face with his palm again. My gaze shifted to him. " Its ok. You are safe with me. We can leave this town. I have got rid of everyone who might try to take you away from me."

I gasped by his words.

" And you can move into my place. We can have a fresh start. Just you and me.'

" What did you do to him?" I sobbed gently,while my hands were clasping the hem of my night gown.

His eyes switched to shade of dark clouds and glanced at the unconsciousness other Jungkook." He is not coming with us. "

" Why?" I squirmed from his hold.

" He has a better place to go." His jaw stiffened which was visible through the footage.

" I am not coming with you ! No! " I bellowed and tossed the sunflowers right to his face. I thrashed my hands to his face. relentlessly. Yet he stilled there receiving all of my slaps and hits.

" what do you want from me?" I cried out. I thrashed my palm to his face. " What do you want?" I slapped him hard. The blood smeared to his face stained my palm " what do you want from me? Why did you kill them? "I clasped his hoodie's neckline and shook him. He lingered there without stiffening his body allowing me to hit him ,slap him and hurt him. But his eyes never showed a pinch of hurt ,but he was relishing my anger and frustration with a smirk in his lips and obsession in his eyes. His face contorted like he want to capture my lips and make me shut up which was jotted all over his face as his gaze was on my lips. " They are the only family, i have" I yowled at him.

" Baby, you are the only family , I want. " He brushed his thumb's pad at my tears without having a regard of my slaps and hits to his honey dipped face which altered into crimson streaks due to  violent thrash of my hands.

I wheezed witnessing my breakdown, while he was gazing at my frustration alike a voracious beast. My heart pounded glancing at myself crying in front of a psychopath and literally begging him to leave me and Jungkook alone.

I smacked away his thumb from my cheeks. " Kookie..please.." i whimpered as my hands softly found the other Jungkook's nape. I traced my hands at his nape.

But my eyes were on the imposter Jungkook while the eyes of  juvenile me was on the other Jungkook who was lying unconsciousness trench.

" Sunflower, for one fucking last time! He is not coming with us." His words quaked me leading me to remove my hands from the other Jungkook's nape. " We are leaving from here and we are moving to my place. And once you hit your legal age we are getting married."

" No no " i shook my head.

" Baby, you dont have a choice. Before we get married I have certain things to take care of until then ,yaze and Eleanor will look after you." He blot my sweat at my forhead with the sleeve of his hoodie.

My heart swayed gently watching the scene.  I shook my head to brush it off.

Wait. Who the hell is Eleanor? My brows furrowed deep, hearing the strange name.

" I am not coming with you ! Leave me and kookie alone. We won't say a thing to the cops please.Please please. " I beseeched to him.

" Stop fucking saying that! Why do you fucking care about him? Its me you should supposed to love ,not him!!!" He thumped his fist beside my head to the wall. I flinched.  So did I, watching the screen.

He swiftly grasped the gun from the floor and nudged it to the other Jungkook 's head. " Fucking come with right now. Or i will kill him."

" No no.." i sobbed.

He smirked. He guffawed alike a maniac.

" Ian. Come on man. The cops can be here in any minute " the other male voice spoke in exasperation.

" Yaze." He warned him.

" You killed your father who is a cop. The other cops can be here by any minute. Get your ass off.!" He yelled.

" Yaze, you know I fucking want her. i am not leaving her behind. She is the one I want. " The imposter Jungkook.

No scratch that.

Ian. Its Ian. Jeon fucking Ian. He shot him daggers of wrath. " Killing my dad and mom was just a part of my plan , the thing is I dont want anyone tailing behind me when I take her with me. "

" Fuck, Ian. You are just fucked up in here." The guy whom he called as Yaze tapped his own head in a rebuke way. " Your fucking head is fucked up! "

He chuckled. His head snapped to me. "Revenge was just a part of the plan, yaze " he flicked the tears running down my eyes.  step ahead.

" Well, lets put his fingerprints everywhere and a tesprine to his veins. " Ian retorted as he kept wiping my tears while I was sobbing ceaselessly.

" You sick fuck." I gasped by his words blared through the PC system. The words of his depicted the scheme to frame the other Jungkook that he killed his own parents.

" Wait. You mean for an anterograde amnesia?" Yaze quaked. " You got to be shitting me!"

" Anterograde amnesia?" I squinted my eyes at the screen. I paused the video for a ten seconds to immerse and analyse what the heck was anterograde amnesia. It took me a moment before it clicked to my head.

Anterograde amnesia where the person"s memory of twenty four hours gets erased by the tranquilizer. I shook my head and shuddered. " Oh my god. " I gulped down. I trembled. " Monster. Fucking monster. How could he ....."

My trembling fingers drifted above the keyboard and pressed on the key to induce resume.

" Yes . Precisely." He chuckled again giving a glance to yaze and switched back to me.

" He is a kid. What if he gets processed to aftereffect of the tranquilizer. " Yaze snapped at him.

" He will be fine, he will be waking up in different place when he opens his eyes." He guffawed.

" Fucking moron."I panted. " He drugged him to send him to asylum." I cried out. " Sick psycho!' i thumped my fist to the table again. This time it split open my fleshes at my knuckles. i didnt wince as wrath was concealing over me. The wrath and agony that Jungkook was pushed to a sick asylum and framed to murder his own parents by Ian. The asshole with whom I fell in love thinking he is my man. My Jungkook.

Tears streamed down from my cheeks to chin as it weighed down due to floods of tears. 

" Stick to the plan , Yaze." After wiping my tears he clutched his gun to Jungkook 's head.

The camera angle joggled mildly as Yaze took over the camera to handle the angle.

" Aren't you coming with me , sunflower?" He nudged the gun to Jungkook 's head ."Come on sunflower, come with me you dont belong here."

I moved swiftly to edge of my seat as I realised the footage has almost come to cease. The part which I watched first before rewinding it.

"Or should i put bullets in his head?" He leaned towards me simultaneously circling the gun's barrel on Jungkook 's head.

"Ian . Mate just come on man ,you are scaring her." Yaze whined. Probably he is in dismay the cops might get them ,caught in the scene.

"Yaze, I am having my moment here. Dont interupt."He glanced to him with his flared teeth and swiftly shifted his eyes to mine.

"So tell me , sunflower." Ian hoisted his hand to trace my bottom lip with his thumb revealing his tattoos at his right wrist in the video. " Are you coming with me or should i kill this Jungkook?" He nudged the gun barrel to Jungkook's head.

"No, kookie. Wake up. Please .Jungkook please wake up. " The juvenile me in the video, shook the unconscious body of Jungkook .

"Come with me ,he will live or I will kill him right here right now " He cocked his gun at the  Jungkook lying on the floor.

"Ian , come on you got your revenge. just drop her."Yaze spoke ,still adjusting the camera angle.

" Naah. I am taking her with me." He leaned forward to my neck and licked it. "Thats the plan Yaze." He shot a bullet at the sniffling distance of Jungkook." You fucking know that "

The juvenile me in video quaked. So did I.

" Come on baby,one last fucking time , I am asking. Are you coming with me?" His question was solid. Though the ingenuous me was trembling by his words, I did tremble too watching the scene and hearing the way he spit out the question. " Or he dies. If you come, he will live but in a different place ."

A moment passed and I nodded my head  frightfully. Probably, in a hope he would let Jungkook out of all this pandemonium. Atleast alive.

" Good , sunflower. Thats my good girl " He leaned and pressed his lips on my tears drenched cheeks. He inclined back and licked his lips, certainly to taste my tears clung to his mouth.

" Yaze! Get his finger prints everywhere. " He roared. His mate , instantly rushed taking the butcher knife and placed in between Jungkook 's hands to imprint his fingers in its handle. He then dragged Jungkook towards the window and pressed his hands to the window's sil, to portrait he did kill his mother with the curtain. " I dont know ,Ian whats going on in your head,man." He complained.

A whimper accompanied with my tears escaped through my lips as I watched the scene of Jungkook being dragged and drew across the floor as a scrapegoat to imprint his fingers for the murder he didnt commit.

" Hey ,hey,sunflower. Look at me." He called me gently while my ingenuous eyes were latched on Jungkook being dragged to several corners of the room to frame him in the crime scene. " We have to leave, before your uncle shows up here. " He hauled down the hem of my night gown below my knees and reorganized the neckline of my gown. " Alright, lets go shall we?" He lead his palm.

My eyes switched to Jungkook again and I sobbed gently. " Baby don't start over now! come on let's go. We dont have much time."

"Ian, all done man. " His head snapped to Yaze.

" Alright. Inject him with the tesprine. " He slowly slid off his hoodie above his head disclosing his entire tatoo inked on his right hand. The tiger lily, criss cross art at the commence point of his shoulder and a two headed dragon curling his forearm with its tail at his wrist.

I gasped at the screen. My breaths hyperventilated as my eyes confirmed his tattoos to a cent percentage that He is the man I was in love and spread legs for ,alike a whore perceiving he is my man. My Jungkook.

He swirled the hoodie and gently hauled me from the wall. He placed the hoodie covering my shoulders and tied the hands of the hoodie at my chest. " Its cold outside,baby. You cant withstand the extreme cold outside. You might fall sick." He softly twitched the hoodie sheathing me inside it. " There."

The juvenile me gazed at his bare chest. " Its all yours baby." He giggled. Softly. It annoyed me and the juvenile me in the video.

" Warm enough?" He asked gently tugging the hoodie again.

I nodded unwillingly.

" Ian, all of it?" Yaze calibrated the syringe and sat in a squat near Jungkook.

" Moderate. We need him alive. Moderate does help in false memories." He stood up from me and walked further inside the house.

False memories? What kind of false memories ?

"Alright " Yaze scrolled up Jungkook 's sleeve and punctured the needle of the syringe to his arm. He groaned gently.

I gasped and clamped my hands to my mouth. " God,please." I shuddered.

" Here sunflower." He strolled back to me with a water bottle clung into his palm. He sat in a squat and offered me the bottle of water. " Drink. You must be exhausted out of all that crying for that bitch and this asshole."

I shook my head with feverish shudder. " Relax ,baby i didnt drug it. " He chortled and twisted the cap to open it. He gently placed the rim of the bottle to my lips. " Drink ,baby. "

I clutched the bottle , swiftly and gulped down the water by every sip i was taking. Meanwhile his eyes were raking at my throat ,gazing the way my throat was bouncing up and down while I gulped down the water by every huge sip i took.

" Fucking asshole." I mumbled under my breath watching the screen, as I was ingenuously gulping down water in dismay he put me through and he was gazing the way my throat worked to swallow down.

He pulled back the bottle softly from my lips after I quenched my exhaustion ." Better now baby?"

I nodded weakly.

He instantly curled his lips around the rim off the water bottle where my mouth contacted it and poured down to this throat fixing his obsessive gaze at me. " You taste good , sunflower."

" Disgusting fucker . " I grinded my teeth together and fisted my hands to the table gently.

He fastened the cap and walked back to the kitchen. After a few seconds he strolled back to me. " Come on baby lets go." He slanted towards my face." Baby, cant wait to kiss you. You taste incredible. " He leaned to my ears and spoke.

I squirmed in utter disgust that showed up in my face when i wrinkled the countenance. " You will. You will kiss me baby.you will be the first to kiss me" He chuckled. " And trust me you will get addicted to my lips "

The spikes of wrath were piercing me hard by his words as they were true. I was the one crawled like a whore on his lap to kiss him in the club while Roy was with some random women. My hairs at my nape stood erect as I realised, like he said it did happen. I kissed him first and made him release in his pants. I swept of the thoughts and squinted my eyes to centralise on the screen.

" Lets go, baby.There is a lot of filthy blood down there. " With a wide smile he hooked his hands at my legs and nape and uplifted me from the floor, effortlessly. I sobbed and squirmed. " Please just let me go."

" Yaze, get the camera. And careful with that little shit. We need him alive." He completely ignored my screeches and cries and walked through the blood of his my mother and his parents plastering his eyes on mine as if he got a toy to play with.

" Yeah on it." Yaze slowly picked Jungkook and pitched him to his shoulder. He walked towards the camera and covered his palm to the lens.The video ceased.

Thats it? I tapped the keyboard. I hit it hard. The replay button emerged on the screen.

" Fuck!" I bellowed and clutched my hair strands with my two hands.

I inclined back to the chair. Gradually the tears brimmed my eyes recalling everything i witnessed in the screen. I sniffled my snots and mopped it off with the back of my wrist. I set my forhead to the table. I sobbed. I screeched and hit my hand to the table. " Lies. Everything was fucking lie. "

I cried out as my head was clogged with Jungkook. The Jungkook i was supposed to love and embrace.

Ian left him endure with those sick monsters. They abused him. They assaulted him. He went through worse than any kid could have endured at age of seventeen. He was just seventeen and was framed into the crime he didnt commit.

I gradually uplifted my forehead from the table and glanced at the tear droplets sunk into the splinters of the wood table.

I paused my sob for a moment. As something bizzare struck me. Ian sent , Jungkook to asylum and juvenile prison, and he took me with him. But how the hell did I end up in Paxson's mansion? With Roy?

Thats not it.Jimin mentioned, He and Jungkook was bonded in the juvenile prison. Meaning. Ian was the one with Jimin in juvenile prison and then he stepped into NIA. Then what happened to Jungkook? Where did he go after he left the asylum? Why didnt he show up for ten years? But now?

Am I missing something ?only Jungkook knows every truth concealed. I must meet him. I must leave from here. I can't stay here. I should leave Ian and then meet my Jungkook. The Jungkook,whom i should embrace and fall in love.

But.

Is that even possible when Ian is entangled with me?

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