Jiwoo's POV~

I found myself asking this same question over and over again. What would have happen if we would have not ran away? What would have happen if we never found each other? Taehyung, Jungkook, and Pinky. We were apart of this cult for so long. Once we ran away I just knew we would be hunted down sooner or later but I never knew it would be this soon.

I remember my mom saying one time our brain remembers more bad thoughts then good. I never understood it until now. As I'm being dragged back to the same cult I once escaped from I'm just remembering all the bad thoughts here. I mean there were very few good things that happen here but still all I see if the worst. I see how sad and lonely the people looked here. How they looked like they were under some kind of spell or something. I remember how bad the food was and how the water had to be blessed by Insoo. How my mom lost herself here. How we lost apart our selves here.

This place isn't a safe place. It's just pure hell. A hell I'm finding myself falling back into.

"Get those evil demons out of here!" Namjoon cursed as he dragged me by my arm. A few other men ran by us heading towards Jungkook and the others. I looked behind me to see Jungkook and Hoseok standing outside the room as they just stared at me. Something inside my heart was screaming for them to come and save me. But all I want is for them to be safe.

"You promise they'll be alright?" I asked Namjoon as he swung me into a empty room.

"Are you kidding me? After that stunt they just pulled. Jiwoo, are you stupid or just really crazy? Did you ever think from the very beginning those demons would just be let go?" I watched as a smirk came across Namjoon's face. Something inside of me was burning up. I felt like there was a fire burning in my chest. Why was I so stupid to believe Insoo? This is the same person who tricked a widow into think he was our savor. Who tricked a little girl into thinking he was a good man. Who tricked over hundreds of people.

And here I fell under his trap like a stupid weak mouse.

"What do you plan on doing with the others?" I calmly asked trying to not sound like I was on the break down of crying.

"Don't know yet. Taehyung stays alive but the others I could give a rat's ass about." Namjoon pulled out a cell phone and looked down at the time on it.

"The car will be here in ten minutes to pick us up. If you want you can change. The closet is filled with outfits. I'll be back in ten minutes." Namjoon slammed the door behind him and immediately I fell straight to the ground crying my eyes out.

We've lost. There is nothing I can do. It's hundreds vs six. There is no way possible we would be able to make it. But I'm still not giving up already. Maybe we've lost this battle but there are others. And we will either win or die trying!

I started looking around the room I was in but to my disappointment there was nothing I could use as a weapon. Nothing but a bed and closet. I let out a sig before I started heading over to the closet. I started looking around for something to change into for me to move around in better. I found a blue and white plaid shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. I grabbed a pair of Timberlands slipping them on. They were a perfect fit making me smile in the mirror.

Yeah I can defiantly kick some ass in this. A lot better then the wedding dress I had on. It feels good to be out of a damn dress. I started closing the closet door back up when I kicked over my heels by accident. My mother's words went through my head sending a smile across my face.

A woman's heels can be her biggest accessories and her deadliest weapon.

I stood behind the door waiting for Namjoon to walk back through. As soon as I saw him I cleared my throat making him turn around to see me. I flashed him a smile as he flashed me a smirk. But in a flash that smirk was gone as I swung the high heel at Namjoon's face. The heel swung in his eye and in a second he was on the ground screaming his head off.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Namjoon's voice was fully of pure hate but for once it didn't scare me. Nothing was scaring me anymore today. I reached down and pulled out Namjoon's phone. I turned his phone on for my eyes to go wild. Looking at his home screen I could see a photo of me. But it was me sleeping. Did this creep really sneak in my house and snap a photo of me? How fucked up are these people? Oh wait, really fucked up. I forgot.

"Yes police please hurry." I spoke on the phone before hanging up. I looked down at Namjoon who was still screaming as he held onto his eye.

"You'll lose the eye most definitely but by the time the police get here you'll live just enough to see yourself get locked up." I spoke before walking out the door. I started looking around when I heard a scream. Not just any scream but it was Pinky's. I started heading towards the scene but before I could make it to the room a really big guy was trown out the room. I looked down at the man as he let out heavy breaths. What did you do? The man looked like he was on the breakdown of having a heart attack. I was actually finding myself feeling sorry for this man.

"Where is she?" I heard a male's voice say. I turned down the corner to see a extremely angry Taehyung with blood on his hands.

"Lien." For a second there I wasn't seeing Taehyung. I was seeing that cold and angry kid I knew as Lien. The blood, the eyes, the voice, even the way he's standing looks just like Lien.

"Taehyung! Jiwoo is right there!" Hoseok shouted running down the hallway. Everyone was right behind him except for Jimin and Jungkook. But before I could ask a question I wanted to know if Taehyung is okay.

"Tae, it's me Jiwoo. Look I'm okay." I calmly spoke walking closer to him. In a second there he was falling into my arms crying his heart out.

"The police are on their way!" I announced to everyone.

"Really?" Pinky asked.

"That's amazing!" Hoseok added.

"How did you do it if you don't mind me asking?" Yoongi asked looking curious.

"I just kicked Namjoon's ass and stole his phone." I laughed sounding confident.

"I thought it was always just going to be me to stay up between us but looks like my Jiwoo's got herself a backbone." Every muscle in my body froze as I felt my heart completely stop. I slowly turned around to see Jimin and Jungkook. But I knew that voice didn't belong to them. Only one person has that beautiful voice.

"Doyeon?" I spoke with tears rolling down my face.

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Hello. More chapters are coming soon too. I'm hoping to get done with this really quickly. But I don't want to rush it so completely.

                Anyways,
          Thanks for reading!

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