Jiwoo POV

Looking down I felt my heart start to race. I never thought this week I would be getting married, nor this year. I'm still so freaking young. I hate dresses with a passion and as I stand here with two random strangers zipping me up, I'm starting to hate them even more. The dress would be pretty if it wasn't for such a horrible event. But what makes this even more horrible, I have to marry someone I don't even know.

As soon as I was dressed two more women came rushing in to do my makeup which must have taken over a hour. Finally my sister came in with a small bouquet of...black roses. I almost found myself crying as I just stared at the roses. How could she?

But my sister didn't speak as she leaned down pulling a box out from under the bed. She sat the flowers down as she opened the box to reveal a white pair of heels. I didn't understand why she was on her knees until she grabbed my left foot.

"The Great One says a love one should have the honor of placing the brides shoes on." My sister spoke softly as she placed the shoe on my foot. The shoe was a perfect fit. I don't know why but I was starting to get this extremely worried feeling like something really bad was about to happen. I know marrying a cult leader's son is horrible, but I have this feeling like something else is about to happen.

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"She's ready." My sister spoke to someone behind the door and in a flash the two women who helped me in my dress were running back to me. They helped me as I walked down the hallway of this building. The building looked pretty new and fresh but it had the smell of old books. Any other time I could say this building is pretty cool looking but knowing where I am, it makes it more creepy.

"You are going to be so happy once you are married just like me Jiwoo. And soon maybe I can have myself a little nephew as well." I froze as I listen to the pure joy in her voice. Here I am on the bridge of crying my eyes out and you are going to say how you believe I'm going to be happy? Are you even more crazy then I thought? I don't want to marry anyone right now! But if I had to it would be Jungkook! Not Insoo's other son who I have no idea is.

"Jiwoo." I looked over to my left to see Insoo with a huge smile on his face. He looked me up and down and for some reason I was seeing this pride smirk appear over his face. He seems like he's happy I'm getting married, but he also seems likes he's regretting he didn't get me first. It's those eyes that just make me want to cruel in a knot and not say anything.

Is this how his followers fell? Like he's in control all the time. If we say or do one bad thing he might get angry and hit us, or someone we love. Do these people really think Insoo is a person of God? Do they believe what's he's doing is right? That at one point this same man tried taking a little girl because he had this sick fantasy that God told him to marry me. They think this man will ever step foot in heaven if it does exist. If God is real he'll only laugh at his face.

Here she comes!

Look how beautiful!

She's one of a kind, look at her glowing!

She's so lucky Insoo found her before the demon's did!

I was hearing all kinds of people talking as I stood behind a white door. I couldn't see anyone but I could definitely hear them very clearing. Hearing their words only made my stomach hurt worse. Could I save these people if I had the chance? Or have they already lost themselves?

"Here you go Jiwoo. Remember smile brightly." My sister reached over kissing my cheek. And as much as I wanted to pull away my mind was just stuck on one thing. I'm getting married and there is no way of me backing out of it. I'm stuck in this cult forever. I might really give birth to a child in this cult. I might have to raise a child believing that what Insoo is doing is right.

But I'm doing it for my friends.

I'm doing this for the past victims and the future ones. I don't want no more blood shedding today or tomorrow. I will do anything to save these people and my friends. And that the fact Insoo agreed to get my friends out of here only made me feel better. If they are safe then I can throw my life away for them any day of the year. And I wouldn't regret a thing.

The huge white door in front of me opened slowly only for me to feel a cold chill, sending a shiver down my spine. The room was cold and silent-less only making the fear in me rise higher. I clutched tightly the black roses in my hand as I started to hear the music. I didn't dare look up as I started heading down the ally.

This is for you Pinky.

For you Taehyung.

For you Jimin.

For you Yoongi.

For you Hoseok.

For you Jin.

For you Doyeon.

For you Jungkook.

Finally I reached the first step leading me to my new husband. Even as I walked up I didn't dare look up at him. I did though start to look around the room as I noticed a crap load of people I didn't even know. Only two caught my eyes. My sister and Insoo. The rest of the people must have been from the cult.

I found myself staring at Insoo and my sister. She was holding my nephew with her usually huge smile. That same smile which I thought cared for me. That cared for mom. Instead you married her killer. How does someone even do that?

"Hopefully that'll be us soon as well." I turned over to where my soon to be husband stood. My knees went weak as looked up at his eyes. Even his eyes were full of nothing but evil thoughts. His smirk was still the same from last time I saw him. The only thing was last time I saw him he was the last person to see my best friend alive. He killed her! He's her killer! Doyeon...my best friend.

"Namjoon?" I question taking a step back.

I'm getting married to my best friend's killer? Oh God no!

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So I'm finishing up this book so you'll see a chapter up everyday for now on. I already have up to three more chapters but I'm still writing some more. Just don't want people to think I abandoned this book.

                  Anyways,
              Thanks for reading!

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