"He'd set fire to the world around him but he'd never let a flame touch her."

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"What are we going to do now?" Theo asks me.

I'm stuck in my place. For the first time in my life I do not know what am I going to do next. This is fucking ridiculous.

I look around at all the cars here. What are the chances that she's still here?

There are high chances that someone has taken Hana with them. But how?

I remember telling her to stay in that restroom till I ask her to come out. She isn't that stupid to not abide too. I was only in the men's restroom for no more than two minutes.

I need to know what happened in those two minutes.

"Theo, you're going to help me with this," I tell him.

"What can I do?" he asks, ready for whatever I give him.

"You were there at the entrance when I was rushing out," I think and he nods.

"Did you see anything suspicious? Did you see Hana leaving?" I ask him and I start walking, checking through all the cars.

I'm on verge of going paranoid but I stay calm. I keep on suppressing the tiny voice in my head constantly making sick scenarios. I need to stay calm in this situation. I have no idea about where she is and how she is.

But I know if someone wanted to harm her they would've done it right here. The very fact that she's not here says that they have some ulterior motive.

And they knew that there's a tracker in her phone which is why they were smart enough to toss her phone into the trash bin.

Fuck, I should've planted some tracker in her body. Under her flesh, in her nail or teeth. I should've done it.

"No, I've been standing there for minutes. If Hana had left, I'd have known," he confirms.

"But there are three other doors that are for exit. If someone took Hana, they probably chose some back door," Theo says.

"We need to check cameras," I say.

"I know where the security system of this club in monitored," Theo says and leads the way.

He's fast on his feet and I follow him.

My mind is running. I just need a little hint on where she is.

My heart feels bruised as I think of what condition she might be in. There are many scenarios. Kidnapping doesn't usually happen in our gang parties. But I know  what kidnapping might do to people. Especially women.

My blood boils at the thought of her being in whatever condition she might be in. Is she drugged? Taken advantage of?

My hands ball into fists.

I should've never taken her here, I've known it. I knew bad things could happen. I should've listened to my fucking brains, chained her in my house gagged when she started throwing her tantrum. At least she had been safe.

On the other hand, I'm fucking incompetent. I couldn't keep her safe. I shouldn't have left her side. Fuck, I did this to her.

Before blood could wash over my brain and my head would burst open, I stop thinking about how wrong I've  done  and start thinking of how to get to her. How to bring her back.

I can't do that if I'm in constant thought of being a fucking disappointment for once in my life.

I remember from the starting of the night. The first person we met here was Theo.

I look at him leading the way, speaking some gibberish but I'm too far gone to concentrate on his moving mouth.

I take a good look at him. I catch a glimpse of heavy metal in the waistband of his jeans. It's a gun, he carries one. But here? Why?

Now that I think of it, he was standing by the entrance the whole time. Why was he not in the party? Now he's here, pretending to help me? Is that a trick? Is he with one of the people who kidnapped Hana?

He should be partying in there, he isn't even that close to me. But he's here. Is this all to prolong the time as the real people he's working for takes Hana away?

"You know where she is, don't you?" I ask Theo as we enter the club.

Loud music enters my ears. Everything is irritating me and anger in bubbling inside me each passing second.

Theo looks behind at me, "No, I don't. If I knew, I'd have told you."

" You're lying. Why were you there by the entrance the whole time? To keep an eye on people so that your men can pass out easily?" I question him, my hands itching to punch him and get the truth out of him.

"Woah woah woah dude. You're thinking completely wrong things. I  don't know anything. I was standing out there because I  don't really want to deal with these guys in here who compel me to do some women here for the night," he explains as he reaches the stairs to climb up.

" That doesn't even make sense, " I say, my eyes focused on the gun that I'm seeing in his waistband as he's climbing up the stairs in front of me.

" You won't get me, dude, "he shakes his head.

" Here we are, "he announces as we reach the first floor.

My senses come to life as I'm cautious. Theo might or might not be a suspect. I need to  think rationally. If he knows something, he'll surely blurt out something.

Theo knocks on the locked door.

There's no response from the other side and it has been one second since the knock. I'm fucking impatient.

"Fuck this," I curse out as I thump on the door loudly.

I'm breathing heavily. My sweat again trickling down my back and anxiety sets in.

When the door doesn't open again, I'm about to kick the door but then it opens.

A frail looking man stands there as he looks at us.

"We need to see the security cameras," Theo tells the man and as he's doing that, fully focused on the man in front of us, I'm fast with my hand as I slip out the gun from his waistband.

He doesn't even flinch. He doesn't even have great senses, or good presence of mind.

"You're not allowed here, si-" the man refuses but his attempt is cut off as I push his body back.

"The fuck we can't," I bark at him as I push open the door, the gun in my hand.

The man catches the glimpse of the gun in my hand and all the colour drains from his face. He starts shaking like a weakling.

He doesn't say anything but just leaves the way for us. I push the door open with a loud thud and enter in.

There are other three men here too. They are startled on seeing us as they start shouting out curses, making my angering pulse quicken.

I have no choice but to point the gun on them. They start screaming like fucking bitches.

"Get the fuck out of here before I blow each of y'alls brains out," I warn them, I know my eyes are blood shot and I'm losing patience quicker than I can imagine.

The guys panic but Theo helps me with kicking them out of the room. The place gets a little quieter and I could finally take a small breath in.

" Is this my gun?" Theo asks once the guys were out and he finds that his waistband is empty.

I sit on the chair in front of the big screen showing panels and panels of different cameras all around the club, inside and outside.

"You lack in presence of your fucking mind," I'm shouting at him, for no damn reason.

"Calm down, Jungkook. Take a breath, she'll be ok," he tries to consol me.

I shake my head, "Shut the fuck up, Theo, I don't want to kill you."

I work on the computer but I can't. My hands are shaking. I can't focus anymore, my vision is blurring.

"Jungkook, let me do this," Theo says, closing in on me.

"Stay the fuck away, I can do this!" I shout at him, my hands still shaking on the keyboard.

"The fuck you can? You look like you're going to have a fucking seizure, dude!" he shouts back at me.

"Get back. I'll do it," he prompts.

I start breathing harshly and he notices. I'm panicking. I've never panicked in my life like this but right now I'm panicking. It's like every organ of mine is rolling inside me, my stomach feels sick and it's hard to breath now.

I want to kill everyone right now. See blood and then kill every single person who dared to take Hana away from me.

" If you keep this up, you're going to end up in bigger trouble, Jungkook," he consoles me.

"I can't, Theo. I swear to god, if something happens to her-"

"Nothing will happen to her. I know. You'll get her back safely, I believe in you," he says and then takes the seat next to me.

"Take a deep breath and let me do this," he says and I take a deep breath, blocking every negative thought.

Theo steps at my place and I take my seat back a little, my hand rubbing my pulsing forehead. I keep my eyes on screen as Theo works on the data.

" Tell me the last time you saw her, "he asks me.

" We went to the restroom section. She was in the ladies room and then some drunk fuck spilled this absurd smelling alcohol on me. I needed to wash it off, so I went to men's room, right next to the one Hana was in. I was there for just two minutes, no more, I know. But when I came back, she wasn't there. There was no one there, "I explain, breathing harshly.

" How long was it ago? "

" Like ten minutes, fifteen max. "

I watch as Theo locates the camera near the restroom area. He rewinds it to fifteen minutes back.

There I was standing right outside the ladies room.

I examine the footage clearly. There has to be something that happened after I went to men's room.

I see everything in front of my eyes as that drunk man stumbles into me and goes away. In few seconds, I see myself knocking on the door, telling Hana that I need to hurry.  Then I walk into the men's room.

Now I'm waiting, for something to happen. My eyes all focused.

The footage in front of me rolls perfectly like some film. A very peaceful one though. I look at the time and it has been 10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds, then eventually a minute, then two minutes.

Then I see myself coming out of the men's room and knocking on the door of the room Hana was in.

What the fuck?

What happened in those two fucking minutes?

The footage shows no commotion. No sign of anyone going in or coming out.

There's nothing!

It's two minutes of nothingness.

"This doesn't make sense! She didn't disappear into thin air, for fuck's sake!" I shout, looking at the footage of me wrecking a hovac, looking for my missing girlfriend.

But there's no sign of her. Or anyone else.

"See the parking area. Where I found her phone," I tell Theo.

Something is absolutely weird in all this.

Theo quietly follows my instruction as he looks through the panels to find parking lot one.

There are multiple camera angles from the parking. I don't want to waste much time, but I surely want to be sure as fuck about every angle. There has to be something. She can't just disappear like that.

One by one we see the parking lot panels from last ten minutes, at least.

All of them shows few cars coming in, taking spots in live view, while some leaving the place. I see every damn face with concentration to catch a tiny glimpse of Hana.

But there's nothing.

No fucking clue.

Even  the camera near the trash bin, where I found Hana's phone, has nothing caught on it. No one even threw something into that bin.

There's no damn clue.

My stomach churns again. The panic setting in again.

"I think the cameras were hacked," Theo finally speaks.

"What?" I whisper, trying to concentrate again.

"Look here. This car," Theo points at a car in one of the panels of the cameras.

I am looking at it. It's there right in the corner, standing. Unmoving.

For nearly three minutes, I watch it standing with no movement at all.

But then in next second, suddenly, in a flash of moment, it's gone.

"What in the hell...," I whisper as I ask Theo to rewind.

He does it. We again watch as the car stands there unmoved one second and then gone, basically disappear into thin air, the other second.

It all clicks now.

"They were smart with this. Fully planned," Theo says.

I stare at the screen, blankly.

I quickly stand up and walk out of the security room. The loud music rings my ears again. Head about to burst again.

Just then my phone rings, I fish it out of my pockets as fast as I can  with umy slightly trembling hand. I look at the screen to see the one dreaded name I didn't actually want to see.

It's him, isn't it?

I saw him passing that look at Hana. He has been warning me since the fucking start.

I pick the call up. No formalities are exchanged as I see red.

"You're fucking dead, Jae Sung," I grit my teeth as I run down the stairs of the club, trying to block this annoyingly loud music.

"Come to the headquarters, now, or your girl is dead, Jungkook," Jae Sung says and I suddenly stop in my tracks.

"What the fuck do you mean?!" I shout at him into the phone but disconnects the call

I almost want to smash my phone down to the ground but instead I rake my hand through my hair, pulling on a few strands.

I'm going Maniac.

I'm again running. All messed up, eyes weary, heart beating so fast and mind almost numb, blaming myself for all this.

I couldn't protect her.

Right now, I can only think about what she must be going through and it sinks my heart even more. I have no fucking clue of where she has gone, who has taken her.

I'm once again in the parking lot as I find my car and open the driver's door.

I slide inside, my heart giving out silent prayers.

Hana, please baby, hang in there. Wherever you are, I'm going to burn every place down to the ground to find you. I'm going to tear the world apart of every  single body that has tried to or have touched you. I'll be there.

I start the car, listening it's engine roaring to  life in a second and immediately leave the parking lot with this heavy feeling in my chest.

I'm out of the club premises in a few seconds, driving towards the headquarters of the gang, like Jae Sung told me. The distance is not more than of half an hour.

I'm speeding higher than usual. I  don't give a fuck, I just need to be there. I need to find Hana, see her, touch her, know that she's safe and sound.

I just need her.

My phone rings again and I'm taken out of my trance again as I pick it up from my lap. I look down at the screen for a second to see who called before concentrating on the road.

I pick the call up. No formalities are exchanged as the Seokjin speaks immediately from the other side.

"Jungkook you need to see my text right now," he said.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice heavier.

"Just look, I kind of got the information about the person," he tells me and I pull the car over, harshly hitting the brake.

Yes, I needed this. The fucking clue.

Seokjin disconnects the call and I open his chat immediately.

He has sent me quite a few texts. I'm baffled.

Reading them all, I finally find the one that has the answer. The fucking name.

The only name that I never knew that I needed to know.

My hold on steering wheel tightens, knuckles whitening.

This can't be happening.

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A small chapter, ik. Next update will be when Chapter Thirty(the previous one) will reach its votes goal.

~Aster🌸