Grace Xiu

Ashley, Jasmine and I slowly backed up from the front.

We've seen horror movies. We've seen people who complain about horror movies. We know the sh*t the happens. We can predict the sh*t that happens.

This ain't NO JOKE.

Namjoon wasn't answering us and we were getting paranoid.

He's our friend, but he could be dead and we're here too scared to check up on him.

We're such great friends.

"I'll go check." Jimin said and got up.

"I'll go too." Seokjin joined.

They're just trying to be manly, but I could see Seokjin shaking like a blender.

"Let me go too." I said and broke away from my friends.

"Grace, get your ass back here." Ashley hisses at me.

"You're making the most cliché mistake RIGHT NOW, GIRL!" Jasmine scolds me. "Get back here, Grace Xiu!"

"I just want to see what happened. We can't let the guys do everything. Where's the girl power?" I chuckled.

"Girl power? Grace, make a cheer or make a poster. Don't risk your life!" Jasmine tried to grab my hand.

"I'll be fine."

I followed behind Seokjin as the 3 of us tiptoed forward.

Jimin walked ahead and stood in the front, besides the driver's seat.

"Well?" Seokjin asked.

Jimin had his eyebrows furrowed. "He...He's unconscious. I hope."

"What?" I pushed Seokjin out of the way and went to where Jimin was standing.

There Namjoon was.

In the seat, out cold.

I immediately checked for any injuries on his body. My fingers went to his neck and thankfully, I found a pulse.

"He's alive." I said, rubbing my hands togeher. "It looks like he passed out. Probably from being tired?"

"He was driving for a long time." Jimin nods.

We all looked to Seokjin and he scoffed at our sudden gaze.

"You better not blame this on me. I didn't do anything! I was with Jimin the whole time." He impulsively defends himself. "No one else was going to drive. I was the one who offered! I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE!"

Jimin gently pushes me out of the way and checks the speedometer and gas level.

"We are almost out of gas. We won't make it anywhere." He observes. "Great. The battery is about to die too."

"Meaning?"

"We won't have the heater, the lights...." Jimin rubs the back of his neck, biting his bottom lip.

"We really wounded up in a place where no building is. How awesome! So happy right now!" Ashley blurts out.

"We're going to die. We're going to die. We are going to freeze to death." Seokjin paced around the room with his hands in his hair. "We are dead people. Dead good looking people!"

"What are we going to do?" I asked Jimin, staring at him with a pout. "It's pitch black outside, we're out of gas, we're in the middle of nowhere, and the one guy that knew how to do stuff is unconscious!"

"I'll figure something out." Jimin lays a hand on my arm.

I looked at his hand, then at him.

Before, I would've snapped his fingers into two if he touched me.

But.......after that dream, I didn't hate him anymore. I didn't forget about what he did, but that dream seemed to open my mind a bit more.

I actually felt better when he touched me.

I managed a smile. "Thanks for staying calm in this situation. It really helps."

He just nods and removes his hand.

I turn to my 2 girls and they were climbing on everything with their phones in the air.

"What are you doing?" I asked them.

"Trying to get signal. If I could get a bar, I could probably reach 911." Jasmine answers first while she climbs onto the counter.

"I'm just trying to get good selfie lighting." Ashley says and takes a picture. "If I'm going to die, I want people to find my phone and see how good I looked before."

I looked to Seokjin and he was cradling himself on the couch. He was shaking and his eyes were glued to the floor.

"Baby." I went over and hugged him. "Let's not be scared, ok? Let's try our best to get out of this situation first."

"You were scared first." He mumbled and shook even more. "I'm handsome and tall. I'm handsome and tall. I'm handsome and tall. I'm handsome and tall."

I sighed. "Whatever makes you somewhat sane."

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"4:22 in the morning." Ashley says and drops her arm. "I am so hungry. I will eat this couch."

Jimin was still searching around the bus to find some radio or emergency kit of some sort.

I was helping him while also keeping my boyfriend in a quiet state.

News flash. Seokjin gets all riled up and he starts to blabber 100 miles an hour when he's scared.

We managed to drag Namjoon out of the driver's seat and laid him down on a couch to keep a close eye on him.

"I'm so bored!" Jasmine whines loudly and crashes on the couch. "But I'm too scared to sleep because I don't want to die in my sleep."

"This bus was sketchy when I first saw it. We were tricked. This is a prank? Jimin, where are the cameras. I know this isn't real. Who's stupid enough to take the ine road that'll lead us to death. Me? That's right. ME! I am stupid! I TRIED TO DO SOMETHING NICE! Why? Why? I don't know how we can-AHH, F**K!"

A bright light shines through the front window, making us scream and dive to the floor.

"Run, everyone! Hide somewhere!" Jimin yelled and ran to the back of the bus.

"It's aliens! It's aliens! It's foreigners!" Seokjin cried out, following him.

"Hurry. Grab a weapon." Jimin whispered to us as we were piling in the bathroom.

He turns off the light and closes the door behind him.

Ashley grabs a curling iron.

Jasmine grabs a comb.

I grab hairspray.

And Seokjin grabs toilet paper.

"Toilet paper?" Jimin questions.

"I could blind them and you guys will jump them." Seokjin vigorously nods his head.

"Hey, keep your hands away from precious body parts." Jasmine whisper yells.

"That's the toilet seat."

"Excuse me!?" A loud voice from outside the bathroom door echoed in the room.

We all held our breaths.

"Th-That-T-Th-Tha-That is-is a human." Seokjin stammers and bite his nails. "That is a human m-ma-man."

"That voice actually sounds familiar..." I narrowed my eyes.

From a certain beach party.