It's the same each day. With the morning comes a quiet sorrow, I haven't seen any of the guys in days.

I'd drag myself out of the bed every morning showering and heading to work. I'd started picking up extra hours, too scared to be home alone. My paranoia was at an all-time high, I couldn't relax, always looking over my shoulder, triple checking the doors and windows at night. 

My phone dings as I walk down the path to my house. I look down at my phone, a smile crossing my face.

Jungkookie 🍪:

How are you, Babe?

Me:

Hey! I'm okay just on my way home.

Jungkookie 🍪:

Do you need anything? I miss you!

Me:

Lol, you're silly. I miss you all too!

I'm fine just gonna eat and go to bed. I'm tired.

Jungkookie 🍪:

Okay, rest well babe. Text me if you need me. 😘

Most of the guys text me throughout the day to check on me. By most, I mean everyone except for Tae.

He and I got into an argument because he doesn't agree with the plan. He says I'm being reckless and at least one person should stay with me but we can't, Ashton and Christine will never make a move if I'm not alone so we both are being stubborn and aren't talking.

Trying to dig out my keys from my pocket, as I hold the take out I'm planning to eat for dinner I'm lost in my thoughts of what I should do. I knew Christine and Ashton were just biding their time but it's almost been a week and they haven't made a move.

I didn't hear the feet shuffling behind me, but suddenly I felt myself being pushed into my house by the same rough hands that have been on me hundreds of times. The adrenaline floods my system. I think my heart will explode and my eyes are wide. My fight or flight kicks in and my body is torn between wanting to either run for the hills or work to find a weapon, but instead, I stay right where I am.

Sometimes freezing is the best of the choices, and let's face it, there really was only one choice for me. Stick to the plan. My breath turns from quiet and regular to a panting gasp. I sucked at the air like it had suddenly become thick and was now almost too difficult to draw in.

Strong hands pushed me into the wall in front of me. It stung and sent swells of pain through my body. He was pressed flush against my back, his chin resting on my shoulder, as he was breathing onto my ear.

"Did you really think you could just leave me?"

His lips clamped down on my ear. They were light at first, and then he bit down harder. I squirmed against the wall. His teeth turned into his tongue. He slid it over the rim of my ear and caused me to cry out, a bit of tears instantly rushing to my eyes.

His hands slid down my sides and landed on my waist, just above the hem of my jeans causing goosebumps to rise against my flesh.  My body instantly remembering and rejecting his touch.

His coarse tongue licked at my skin, his stubby fingers curled in my hair pulling my head harshly to the side. I bashed my head backward connecting with his nose as he cussed.

He became angry, his force less controlled as he grabbed my hair again slamming my head into the wall. I felt like my brain was rolling inside my head instantly becoming disoriented.

He finally let me go and I collapsed to the floor my legs no longer willing to hold me up.

The tension grew in my limbs, my breathing became more rapid, more shallow, as Christine crouched down in front of me.

"I'm going to grab the car. Tie her up" I hear Ashton call as he walks away.

I feel the sharp stinging pain on my cheek as Christine lands a blow to the side of my face. But she doesn't stop, blow after blow hitting my head and torso. I try to fight back, but blood fills my mouth, and my panic sets in.

Where are they?

Her rings are what hurt the most as they cut my skin. I could feel the wetness of my own blood rolling down from my eyebrow as she stood up.

I instantly pulled myself into a ball trying to protect myself. Christine had a nasty habit of kicking and has broken my ribs on more than one occasion in the past.

"You should have tried harder to hide!" She angrily spits out.

Christine suddenly flips me onto my back straddling my waist as she yanks my hands up wrapping a rope so tightly around my wrists that I feel them cutting off circulation.

They're not coming... And just like that, I lose the fight in me I had. I should have known better. 

Christine yanks me from the floor, my body has gone into autopilot, I know better than to resist. Ashton walks back into the room, his eyes narrowing on me.

"What the fuck Christine I told you not to fucking put your hands on her!" His voice drops to a deadly calm tone, as he walks over to us.

"Why does it even matter? It's nothing compared to what the buyers will do to her." A chuckle leaves her mouth as she shoots daggers at me with her eyes.

"There won't be any buyers. I already told you she's mine." He pushes Christine away from me, causing her to hit against the wall.

"THAT WASN'T PART OF THE DEAL" She shrieks.

"You don't call any of the shots. Shut the fuck up and get in the car." He says with a smirk.

Everything happened so fast it was like a switch flipped inside Christine's brain. The next thing I know Ashton is laying on the floor clutching his side from where Christine has stabbed him and I'm knocked back onto the floor, Christine above me, her hands wrapped around my throat.

My eyesight blurred. Everything became fuzzy, then I saw nothing at all. My heartbeats pounded loudly, echoing in my ears, alongside Ashtons fading curses. Feeling in my body drained away until finally, all was black.

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I hated this.

I hadn't slept well in days. I was watching the live feed like a hawk in case something happened while none of us were prepared.

I had insisted that we also set up some cameras around Jelly's place so we could keep an eye there also. Jin agreed and set up cameras around her house but not inside so she could still have some privacy.

It's been days and we have tons of footage of Ashton and Christine plotting but they haven't made a move on Jelly yet. They just kept watching her.

I really struggled to have them in the house and having to play nice. Every time Ashton talked about Jelly in the videos I could feel my blood boiling. It took everything in me not to march into Yoongi's room and beat the shit out of him.

I couldn't stop worrying about her. I glanced at the time on my phone. 3:00 pm she should be on her way home finally. I quickly switch off the live feed to text her.

Me:

How are you, Babe?

Angel 621❤️:

Hey! I'm okay just on my way home.

Me:

Do you need anything? I miss you!

Angel 621❤️:

Lol, you're silly. I miss you all too!

I'm fine just gonna eat and go to bed. I'm tired.

Me:

Okay, rest well babe. Text me if you need me. 😘

Seen 3:05 pm

I quickly switched back to the live feed. I couldn't relax until I saw her safely get into her house. I had seen Ashton and Christine earlier around lunch on the feed scoping out her house but they have been MIA since then.

I was the only one home. Jin was at the grocery store cause we needed food for dinner. Joon, Jimin, and Tae were at work trying to finish up some of our other requests. Hobi was out doing his Hope on the Streets, and Yoongi had been locked up in his studio the last few days trying to avoid his cousin and his wife.

A laugh escapes me as I finally see my tiny girl walking up to her doorstep trying to not drop her food, and phone while she digs in her pockets for her keys. 

Then my heart stops and I break out in a cold sweat as I watch Ashton grab her just as she opens the door. Pushing her inside out of my sight.

I jump up from the couch rushing to the door grabbing my keys as I slip into my shoes. I call Joon but it rings and rings with no answer. I call Jin as I jump on my bike.

"Hello?"

"JIN! THEY GRABBED HER THEIR AT HER HOUSE!" I yell.

"Fuck I'm calling the police and the others I'll meet you there."

I hang up, shoving my phone in my pocket, I speed down the street not caring about the lights as I weave through traffic. I need to make it there before anything happens.

My heart was like a jackhammer against my chest, threatening to burst out any second. I felt like I was gonna throw up. I can't lose her before I have a chance to prove my real feelings.

I pull up in front of her house, I don't even bother turning off my bike. I run-up to her door quietly opening it and I freeze, it feels like I've been kicked in my stomach and I can't catch my breath.

There's blood on the floor Ashton is groaning as he clutches his side, but my eyes focus on Jelly. She's passed out on the floor with Christine on top of her with her hands wrapped tightly around her neck.

I see red, I run over to them not even caring that Christine is a woman. I grab her, pulling her off Jelly, and punch her once, hard enough to knock her out. I let her drop to the ground unconscious and rush over to Jelly, pulling her into my arms.

"Babe please wake up," I say against the top of her head. Shaking her gently.

Tears are running down my cheeks, as I look down at her. There are cuts all over her face and knots are already forming on her head. Her neck is scarlet red and her breathing is very shallow.

"Oh my God!"

I turn my head to see Yoongi rushing through the door. His face is deathly pale as he looks at Jelly in my arms.

"Call an ambulance." I can barely speak.

"I'm doing it!" Joon says.

It's then I notice the other guys stumbling into the room. Tae drops to his knees in front of us brushing the hair out of Jelly's face, a choked cry erupts from his voice, as he leans down brushing a kiss to her temple.

"I'm so sorry... Please be okay. Don't leave me" He whispers so quietly I'm not even sure I heard it correctly.

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!"  It's Yoongi yelling. I glance in their direction. He's holding Ashton by his shirt collar shaking him.

"You're going away this time! We got everything on camera." Yoongi throws a punch at him and drops him on the floor, standing up and spitting on his limp body.

Everything else is a blur. The ambulance shows up and Hobi holds me tight as I try to get in with her. She never opened her eyes and I can't bare not going with her to make sure she's okay. We already let her down, we weren't here in time, and look at what happened. I can't relax as I watch the ambulance speed away with her inside of it.

We spend hours at the police station giving statements, Jin gives them all the footage, and Yoongi tells them everything he knows about Ashton and Christine.

"Kookie..." Jimin softly says resting his hand on my shoulder.

I just look up at him, his eyes are red, he's been crying.

"Were done. Come on we're going to the hospital."

I nod and stand up shuffling to Jimin's car with Tae and Joon. The ride is quiet, no one is willing to break the silence. Walking into the hospital is torture, none of us knows what her condition is. I can't focus, the ringing in my ears is so loud that I don't hear what is being said as Joon talks to the receptionist.

I followed the group down a long narrow hallway. The walls were once painted, I can tell that from the cream flakes that remain, though mostly they show the grey undercoat or perhaps the concrete beneath that. The floor is uneven from so much traffic with both feet and wheels. The smell of disinfectant is heavy in the air and the lights are too bright for my eyes.

Everyone stops in front of a solid grey door. Jin is the first to come to his senses and pushes the door open. We all file in and there she is lying still in the bed. She doesn't look real. She looks like a doll, her skin is so pale, like porcelain, her chest is barely rising and falling it's as if she's not breathing. There are bandages and stitches on her face, and an IV is stuck in her hand.

Jin is next to her bed, his head hanging down, eyes closed. "I'm sorry we were late Sweetheart." He chokes out the words as I watch his tears fall.

I don't know how long we all sat around her bed. Jin and Joon were sitting beside her bed on the left, deep in conversation. Tae and Jimin had passed out on the small cramped sofa. Yoongi left to get everyone food and Hobi eventually stepped out of the room to call Dani and let her know what was going on. I took the chair he vacated beside the bed and gently clasped her small hand in mine.

I rest my forehead against our hands shutting my eyes trying to hold back my tears.

Please wake up soon babe.

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What did you think of this chapter?!

SOOOO have you guys ever heard of Angel Numbers?

621 is an Angel Number. This number is a message to start believing in love, and that love is the thing that helps us, strengthens us, and makes us happier.

I AWWWWED so hard setting that as her name in Kookies phone!

Anyways My Little Coconuts the next chapter is the last one! I hope you're ready.

I love you all!