~Y/N POV~

Three months.

It's been three months since I've seen my son, seen Jungkook or anyone that I care about. It's driving me insane being here and I hate everything about it. I just want to go home instead of being in this room almost all day except for the time that Yeri would take me out of here to force me to eat something with Mr Jeon, Jungkooks father who still hasn't explained to me why I'm even here. The only thing I know is that so it could be for Jungkook to come looking for me and I know he will or has been it's just finding me is the problem.

Truth is that even I don't know where I am. This big house in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees, I don't even know where I am so how could Jungkook possibly find out where I am or anyone else for that matter.

I'm starting to slowly give up on being found. I cry every night for my son, I just to see him again. Tell him I love him and never again will I leave him alone. I know he wont actually be alone, either Jennie or Mia would of taken care of him or even Jungkook. Yes, Jungkook, I think he would, no actually I know he would of taken Jihyun in and I think that's best. We can't have Mr Jeon getting his hands on Jihyun if he suddenly comes up with that in mind.

No I wouldn't allow that so I know that my son is safe with Jungkook.

I've been so stressed lately that I can't seem to be able to keep my food down or just anything. It's horrible throwing up every single day and I spend most of my time in the bathroom these days. For the last month or so this has been happening but I'm so stressed that I want to go home, it's been affecting my health. Also to mention my period is late, like since I've been in here I haven't even has my period and it's very much late but again I put that down to stress. Jennie once told me when she gets stressed she misses her periods sometimes. I just hope that is my case and not the result of the fact I couldn't get the morning after pill because I was forced here instead. I hope not because there is no telling for how long I'm going to be in here.

I just hope to god I'm not pregnant, it's the last thing I need right now.

As I was hunched over the toilet after puking my guts up again I heard my bedroom door open but I don't bother to move. I could tell by the steps of someone wearing heels that it's Yeri that has come in to for god knows what know.

I flushed the toilet and turned around while seated on the floor to glare up at the woman that now stands at the bathroom door with a raised brow and crossed arms against her chest.

"Throwing up again?" Yeri

I just roll my eyes and push myself up to stand and walk over to the counter to washing my hands and face. I need something to refresh myself after throwing up even if the sickly feeling is still there.

"Okay whatever then. Mr Jeon requires you to join him for dinner. You have ten minutes and I'll be right back to take you too him. Don't take too long this time. You know how he gets." Yeri

I didn't say anything to her but stare at her blankly in the reflection in the mirror. She only stares at me blankly for a few moments before she scoffs to then walk away and leave the bedroom all together. I sighed to myself and quickly brushed my teeth before leaving the bathroom to change my clothes from pjs that I have been wearing all day.

I know I can't take too long as the last time I refused to eat with Mr Jeon he throw a fit and barged into my room and so much as to flip my bed over against the wall and throw a chair just to shout at me for not doing as I'm told. So since then I joined him at meal times when he requests me to do so with no trouble. I don't want to witness that again, that man is crazy.

Just like Yeri said, ten minutes later she again just walked into my room without knocking because she never does. Then she escorted me to the dining room of the large house all the while I could feel like she was checking me up and down and giving me weird looks but every time I caught her she would look away and pretend she wasn't. Weird, but yet I didn't say anything.

When I entered the dining room Mr Jeon was already seated at the far end of the table reading something on what looks like a iPad, flicking something to the side with a wide grin on his face not even sparing me a glance. Yeri told me to sit down on the chair far across from Mr Jeon on the long wooden table and then left the room completely. Now it was just the two of us in the room with food already dished out in front of us. I barely see anyone else that works here, just Mr Jeon and Yeri but sometimes I've spotted another man wondering around but I don't see his face very clearly. It's very lonely here but I've got to put up with it.

"So good of you to join me Y/n. It's nice to know that you now co-operate without a fuss." Mr Jeon

I could roll my eyes right now but I didn't want to chance it just in case he sees me somehow. There was more silence between us and I cringed at the smell of the food infront of me, this was not helping my situation but I didn't want to let Mr Jeon know of it. I don't know how he would react and I'm scared to find out.

"You're little boy holds quite the resemblance to my son. He's a jeon alright." Mr Jeon

I say nothing but fiddle with my fingers on my lap nervously as he mentions my son. Mr Jeon looks up at me from across the table, still grinning from ear to ear.

"It's very amusing to me to see that my son hasn't been able to find you yet, but that's okay I know he'll find you eventually. He's stubborn like his mother and he's waited for years, since he was a little boy to finally be with you so I'm sure he'll continue to look for you even if it took years also to find you again." Mr Jeon

Years?!

He plans to keep me for that long??

I can't stay here for years, I just can't. I'll try harder to escape if I have to, whatever it takes I'll do it just to get out of here and see Jihyun and Jungkook again. I just have to.

"Why are you doing this to me? To your own son?"

He still hasn't explained anything to me and It's starting to bother me massively. Although to my question Mr Jeon chuckles and sits back in his chair but also moves his iPad to the side out of his way.

"I suppose you have waited long enough for answers haven't you Y/n?" Mr Jeon

I slowly nod and bit on my lower lip waiting for him to answer, to give me his reason why he's going through all this trouble just get back at his son.

"Well then I'll start from the beginning I suppose. That includes your parents Y/n. I knew them, I grew up with them, we all grew up together, jungkooks friends fathers all included. We had a little group of us. Your mother was my girlfriend, she was my first love, my one and only. I thought the two of us would be together forever. But one day she broke my heart and left me to be with your father. I did want revenge for what they did to me, they were my best friends and they went behind my back." Mr Jeon

They were friends?

My mom and dad never mentioned anything to me about knowing Jungkooks father or any of the others families. They just kept to themselves.

"You see I wanted revenge but never knew what to do to get back so I distanced myself from everyone. I moved out the city and that's where I found Jia, Jungkooks mother. She was beautiful no doubt but she was never your mother but either way I married her and took back to the city, and two years later we had Jungkook who was a mistake. I never planned on having children, never." Mr Jeon

Something in Mr Jeons eyes changed, dark and almost empty and he balled up his fist in the table and glared at the centre piece in the middle of the room.

"I gave them a home, I was......okay with them I guess you could say. Then when Jungkook was barely three years old I found out that my so called wife had an affair with my brother and planned on running away with him and to take my only son, my only heir away from me. You see Y/n I may not want children but he would be a great asset to my business and he has done well in it so far I can't deny that but he can do so much better if I push him to where he needs to be." Mr Jeon

I eyed him suspiciously now that he starts to grin wickedly and bring his glass of red wine to his lips.

"What do you mean by push him, Mr Jeon?"

He sets down his glass gently on the table and places on hand over the other the table.

"I've been trying to get Jungkook to realise what he truly is inside and that is a monster. He has demons inside him which I'm sure you have seen but that's only just a little bit if it my dear. If he's anything like me, he will be ruthless and brutal. I know he can be and to push him to do that would mean to use you. You're very special to him Y/n and always have been since he first saw you as a child. I know how much he loves you, he's like a puppy and it makes me sick to see him that way. But I know he'll come around, he is my son after all and just like his father before him your own son will be the same. I just know it." Mr Jeon

Over my dead body. Jihyun is a sweet boy, kind hearted and nothing but a softy. I mean he cries when he steps on a fly, that's how soft he is. My sweet like baby boy, he would never turn out like that.

I didn't reply to what Mr Jeon said but instead picked up my glass of water and took a sip of it but was startled half way through when Mr Jeon slammed his hand on the table laughing.

"OH! I never told you what I did to my wife and brother for their betrayal. Ask me Y/n, go on ask me what I did." Mr Jeon

I set down my glass and internally sighed because I don't want to know because I know it wont be good if it's anything to do with him.

"What did you do to them?"

He begins to laugh, throwing his head back as he does, clutching his stomach before he gathers himself and calms himself from laughing. I just cringe at his actions and quietly wait for what he clearly wants me to know.

"It's simple Y/n. I buried them alive, together. They wanted to be together so in death they are together. Pretty cool right? I think so, I did them a favour if you ask me." Mr Jeon

Something is wrong with this man. He's evil and I hate him. I just need to get out if here as soon as possible and away from this maniac.