Before Yoongi could complete his sentence the van is hit by a truck. I scream as it spins and then flips over on its side as we land in the ditch. Hobi groans and is knocked out but looks okay despite the few cuts that litter his face. Yoongi is bleeding from a gash on his head but he's up and alert trying to unbuckle his seatbelt as he is calling out for Kook.

I look at him and my stomach churns, he wasn't buckled in because he was leaning between the two front seats. He's thrown to the side of the car, his arm bent in an unnatural way, his breathing is shallow and there's blood coming from underneath him.

"RAYNE!" Yoongi shouts pulling me out of my frozen state.

"Rayne, we don't have a lot of time, pay attention, okay?" he says with a hint of panic in his voice.

"You need to get out of here and find Jimin."

"I can't leave you here," I argue, more than a little scared of leaving my friends behind.

I hear feet shuffling outside of the van and someone is violently pulling on the van door trying to pry it open.

Yoongi groans as each shift of the car causes the seatbelt to dig into him more. His eyes meet with mine just as the door finally opens and I'm met with myself.

"Go to him now," he grits out as I watch my body easily rip off Yoongi's seatbelt and pull him out of the van.

I finally make eye contact with my her as I climb out of the van and she smirks.

"Well, look who we have here. You really have made this so easy for me, dear."

"Let him go," I plead and she only smiles wider.

"I would but I need him," she looks into the van again and a scowl graces her features.

"Where's the blonde one? I need him too."

"Gone."

"Gone where, dear?" she asks stepping closer to me.

I feel the pull to my body and notice how careful she is to not touch me. We glare at each other before she scoffs and moves back to Yoongi, easily picking him up and throwing him over her shoulder.

"Doesn't matter. Three out of five is a great start, I'll find your lover boy," she calls over her shoulder as she walks away with Yoongi.

I go to make my way over but then I hear Hobi start calling for help and I can't leave my two friends. Yoongi is shouting at me as she throws him into the sleek black truck.

"He's the key, Rayne! Find him!"

She speeds away and I'm left in the middle of the ditch alone. I rush over to Hobi who is alert and cursing up a storm about the pain inside.

"Where's Yoongi?" he questions when he sees me.

"Lam took him."

"And Kook?" I look in the back seat and observe Kookie who is deathly still.

"Hurt," I whisper.

I don't know what to do, how do I get them out of this situation without help? I can't even call 911 because I can't fucking touch anything. I've done this to them all! I knew the rules and I ignored them and now Kook...

I can't even think about it. Hobi is struggling to pull himself up out of the wreckage but the van landed on his side and the bent metal has him trapped.

"RAYNE! RAYNE, PLEASE ANSWER ME!"

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀、

Why the hell did I call her a curse?

This isn't her fault I just let my fear get the best of me. Now that I had been walking for the last 15 minutes and had time to think about it, I realize I fucked up.

I'm part of this whether I like it or not. I miserably walk along the road hoping she would be home when I got there so I could apologize. My phone rings and I see Tae's name on the screen.

"Hey man."

"Jiminie! Where are you? We need your ghost hunter friends!" Tae rushes out, I can hear the fear and panic in his voice.

"Woah, calm down what's wrong?"

"She took Nam!"

"Who took him?"

"That weird ghost girl, she cornered us in the bar as soon as you all left. Jin wanted to talk to JB again and there she was outside his office waiting and just took him!"

FUCK!

"What do we do, Jiminie?! Can they help us?"

"Meet me at my house."

I hang up the phone and pick up my pace trying to find a land marker so I can order an Uber. In the distance I can see some smoke, as I get closer, I recognize the van that's lying in the ditch. My feet move on their own as I run to the vehicle, worry settling in my chest.

"RAYNE!" I don't get an answer and I panic.

She's a ghost, she can't get hurt...right? But what if she drifts, what if I lose her before I can apologize for my shitty mark? What if she never gets her body back?

"RAYNE! RAYNE, PLEASE ANSWER ME!"

I make it to the van and I see her crouched down next to a motionless Jungkook. Relief floods my system seeing her there, but then my heart breaks seeing the tears that flow from her beautiful eyes.

"Please, help Jimin," she croaks out and I rush to pull my phone back out.

I'm on it with 911 trying to give our location as best as I can. Everything happens in a blur, the ambulance shows up, they cut Hobi out of the car and rush him to the nearest hospital.

Jungkook is harder, they carefully pull him out of the van trying to move him as little as possible. I hold Rayne's hand the whole time as we helplessly watch and she squeezes it tightly as we ride in the ambulance and they hook him up to every machine they have in there.

Once at the hospital, I'm forced to wait in the lounge and I keep my hand clasped with hers the entire time, not caring about the odd looks that stare at me holding thin air.

I finally decided to pull her outside so we can talk, her eyes are bloodshot, and she hasn't stopped shaking not speaking a word since she asked me for help.

"What happened, Rayne?" I ask gently, putting my earbud in so I don't look completely crazy.

"She came out of nowhere and took him."

"Who?"

"I did. I mean at least the me who has a demon in her," she squeezes her eyes closed and the tears continue to run down her face.

I stop walking in the middle of the hospital garden and pull her into my arms holding her tightly as she cries into my chest.

"It's all my fault, Jimin. They are hurt and gone because of my selfish actions."

"Thats not true," I say rubbing her head, trying to calm her down.

My heart aches for her it's a lot for anyone to go through but I've seen her with the others. She's fiercely loyal to her friends, caring towards everyone, kind, and understanding, especially with me even when I was less than deserving.

"You're right, I'm a curse," she mumbles into my chest and I hate that I ever even said it.

"Hey," I say pulling back slightly and angling her face up to look at me. "You're not a curse. I didn't mean it, I was just...I was a scared idiot. But you, you're not what I said. Your friends love you and don't think it either. You're not selfish, I can understand missing your mom and the hope you felt hearing that song."

I take a gulp preparing myself to admit something I've kept inside for the longest.

"I looked for ways to find my parents after they left me and, when I couldn't, I turned to girls and alcohol to ease my pain. At least all you did was open up a box with a demon in it," I laugh trying to lighten the mood and the truth I've finally said out loud.

"Jimin..." she says staring at me, it feels like the first time someone is actually seeing me.

I blush like an idiot and turn my head away from her embarrassed. Letting her go, I take her hand and turn back to the hospital.

"We will figure it out. Together. Okay?"

"Okay," she says softly giving my hand a squeeze as we head back to the lounge to find the doctor who took the guys there waiting for us.

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀、