"𝔄 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔱𝔥"

Ever since Jimin disclosed a little bit of his psychotic ways to handle Mia, something called sleep left her eyes leaving her restless to stare at the bare ceiling all night, twisting and turning between the soft covers, thousands of thoughts swarming in her mind yet they mostly ended up coming down to this one word.

Why?

Why would Jimin keep her down here?

At first she thought that maybe she stepped into a trap of human trafficking and smugglers. But nothing like that happened, since she was still here and not sold off to someone else. Another thought came to her mind for being forced into becoming a source of income for the guy through sex abuse but he never showed any intentions instead he provided her with the best food, clothes and supplies. Lastly it could be that he is mentally ill mistaking her for someone, maybe a dead wife or a love affair. But nothing seemed to make sense. No matter how much she thought and tried to come up with something she never actually found a reason except that he has some sort of mental illness that his behavior proved. The more she went against his ways the more he seemed furious and psychotic. The more she agreed and behaved, he seemed to be calmer and in a way... nice too.

Nice in leaving her be.

Jimin didn't visit her much putting the girl at ease since his presence would make her restricted but through the camera eyes he would see how she would sit freely or roam around when he won't be there.

Mia thought he just kept her locked in a room and that's it, but she was oblivious to the grey piercing orbs watching her 24/7 through the surveillance.

Every little movement she made, every blink of the eye in the day to the pout of her puckered lips with cheek pressed against the pillow in her sleep at night.

Jimin watched all of it.

It was insane how he had eyes all over the place.

But the more he saw the more he felt relaxed watching the girl no more fight against him. It just made him yearn for her more.

A smile that kissed his plump lips never left as his eyes were still stuck to her damp figure to which he was staring from the past five minutes now. In between the clouds of warm white haze from the water that sprinkled down from the shower, Mia stood under it oblivious of her privacy greatly invaded.

She ran her slender pale fingers through the dark raven hairs brushing them back as the water struck her existence kissing each and every inch of her body gently. Turning the faucet off she opened her eyes to come across the one mirror wall of the shower. Staring at herself blankly she reached her hand forth to slide it back revealing the hidden cupboard of supplies.

It was still so confusing to her as to how the strange silver haired guy would spoil her with stuff like this, yet the happiness comes with peace of mind and that was something Mia had lost from the day he kidnapped her from the alley.

Reaching her hand forth to the shower gel, she halted her movements as her gaze landed over another very small bottle of moth balls resting in the corner.

She didn't know why she had already grabbed it instead of the shower gel but she did. Turning the bottle around the words in a bright red caught her eyes.

Beware: Not for Consumption.

It would be so easy just to down it my throat but he will... save me again.

The memories of all the suicidal attempts she tried freshened up in her mind as to how she ended up waking and finding herself all patched up only see the madness of the silver haired freak. But those were still not enough to blur out the words of her mother.

You are pathetic.

Inevitably tears escaped the brims of her eyes.
Maybe she was right. Maybe I really am pathetic, I am that I left them on the night of the explosion, maybe if I wasn't that selfish to put my anger first. I would have just died along with them. Maybe I would have escaped this guilt then and maybe I wouldn't be in a much worst hell than this.

Clutching on the plastic bottle of white poison she shook sobbing while her other hand clawed to her heart.

Watching the scenes unfolding the smile had already faltered from his plump lips as Jimin knitted his brows watching the girl cry to herself shaking with the sobs racking through her body.

"D-don't cry Doll." His fingers gently caressed over the screen that showed a zoomed in focus of her face. Jimin brushed his fingers against the smooth glass wiping the tears off of the girl's cheeks that stayed untouched and kept rolling down.

"Please." He mumbled to himself staring at her pained expression. While on the other side Mia opened the bottle with shaking hands spilling the moth balls all over open palm that shook letting many roll off yet she managed to grab a handful, enough for her to die if she consumed.

Watching this Jimin knitted his brows, certainly he didn't like it one bit when she went against his will and right now she was trying to do the same yet again. Gritting his teeth, he watched her now while tightening a fist to keep his anger down as the voices around started to contemplate and force him to agree that she is disobeying him yet again.

My Lord, she is doing that again can you see? A screeching voice was what he heard.

Oh your Highness, how can she be such a fool to defy you, Oh your majesty, we thought your Alice will behave from now onwards. Another voice spoke that sounded like that of a child but held a wisp of a masculine aged gurgle.

We assume, she does not take your majesty seriously. This one sounded anything but not human.

Jimin had a twitching eye by now as the voices drove his madness out until what he saw made him deaf to those and focused on the girl more..

Mia had let go of all the insecticide on her palm as she crashed down on the wet floor not able to stand with her heavy heart she slid her hands in her damp hairs and tugged grabbing fistfuls shaking as she cried out loud. The events that happened a week ago made her to stop from attempting suicide yet again. She wasn't alone in this, there were four more lives connected to hers. The way Jimin had a gun pointed right towards her best friend, Mia knew she was only going to put her friend's lives in danger, yet they are too innocent to pay for something they don't even know of.

Jimin made it very clear that day.

Even if you succeed in escaping me through death, just remember that I'll make sure to let your friends join you right afterwards because... I'm not a heartless man to let my Alice be alone after death hm!

The words burned down on her consciousness were like a continuous striking of a metal hammer against her skull, her head was pounding to the immense pain that cruised through her brains and eyes as she pulled at her hairs up rooting some strands.

The smile that had left his face a couple of minutes ago returned as he watched the girl stop from her act of defying him.

To Jimin, he felt... Obeyed.

"My Alice." He mumbled softly, with his eyes stuck forth to the screen, pure affection was what grazed the piercing orbs.

In all this while, he had seen her stop struggling but now seeing this. It seemed to be the most vivid gesture from her to him showing her obedience.

To Jimin, he felt... respected.

She did not go against him this time, Is that perhaps a way of expressing her warmth to me? Ofcourse it is.

Jimin smiled wider as he caressed the screen mainly trying to stroke the girl's hairs who had been bawling her eyes out all this time.

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Stepping out the bathroom, with toweled hairs, red eyes, pale face and tinted nose and cheeks, Mia came out dressed in a baby pink lose top and white shorts, even if Jimin provided her with the best and beautiful dresses and clothes she would always go for the simplest and those that would cover her body the most still she felt striped naked under his gaze whenever he would come to visit her and today was just another unlucky day. As soon as she looked up, her steps instantly froze finding the familiar guy dressed in stark black dress shirt with black pants and those shinny healed boots, as if made out of a serpent's skin.

There sat None other than Park Jimin himself... oddly with a smile stretched across his lips.

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ℑ𝔶𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔡𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔰.
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𝔇𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡: 25/09/2021
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