I opened my eyes when sunlight poked my face and I stirred in my sleep until I couldn't handle anymore and sat upstraight kicking in annoyance until I met my surroundings.

It took me good twenty minutes to realise what had happened. And I was back on his bed. In his clothes. Why did I even let him touch me?

My fists clenched the sheets as my head started throbbing with pain.

Suzy . Blood. Jungkook. Wet. Dark.

My insides rattled when I sighed. And the footsteps made me tremble. I harshly gulped when the door opened and he was standing there. With a tray.

His gaze was endearing as hell.

His demeanor screaming danger.

His jaw clenched tight.

I glared back at him as he carried the tray to me. I wanted to kill him. Right this instant. But I ... can't. The knot in my stomach making this worse.

The tray was placed in my lap but I turned my head away. I don't fear him. Not anymore. And I'd show him how much i detest him.

"Y/n have your breakfast" His tone calm and contained. I was tempted to push the tray away but the food wasn't the one at fault here.

I refused to acknowledge his presence and pretended I wasn't here. "Breakfast. Now" As If I'm five. I rolled my eyes at him and regretted beats later.

My cheeks were squeezed by his one hand with his lips on mine and a liquid forced in my mouth. I pushed him away choking on the sweet liquid- orange juice.

And glared at him.

"You want me to feed you my way? Huh?" His stern expression got me and I quickly ate bits and pieces forcing the tray away from me.

"The whole meal y/n" I gave him a death glare and when he reached out for my face I forced the rest of meal down my throat huffing in the end.

"I hate you"

Days passed and time never stopped. Everyday I survived. I survived to live and I survived to make through. I survived without the man who makes me feel the most cherished but his hands are wet from my jisoo's blood.

Ironic.

What a game fate played with me.

First my parents, then aunt elle and now Suzy Every breath I intake feels like a sin. The feeling in my chest growing tighter day by day.

And I lost my voice. I'd stay in my bed all day along crying bout the moments we had together and then grieving over the moments we couldn't.

It did hurt. Everytime he tried to offer me his warm embrace and I gave him my silent treatment, my cold glare and my poker face. I became nothing but a living corpse.

I was hurting him. But it hurt me tenfold. To love and hate him at same time. To kill him and then myself. To drag him to the depths of hell with me.

Every night i cried to him and every morning i woke up hoping to find him dead. But it never happened. I was losing my mind, my voice, my emotions, my sanity.

My voices in my head seemed to get louder everyday and I thought I was falling in a pit of darkness until ...

I heard a voice. Melodic, playful, sweet. I shook my head realising I was hallucinating things at this point. Great just Great. And my chest tightened although no tears rushed out.

My eyes were wary now. And so was my petite body. I sighed hugging my own knees but then I heard that sound again. And I felt the hairs on my body rise.

"Muffin~"

I jumped out of the bed. Curiosity got me hooked and as I walked over to the door with furrowed brows and careful steps, the door swung open and I was met with familiar pair of eyes.

I felt the ground slip under my feet. I blinked rapidly and that familiar giggle blessed my ears and the next moment I was caught in a tight hug as she sang.

"Surrrrrpriseeee!!!"

I could feel the warmth of the hug in my bones and I shuddered. Pulling away I glared at her with uncertain eyes.

"Su- Suzy ?"

"Okay I get it you're mad but I had my reasons and your mafia hubby really freaked me out. Now ... don't be mad~"

And I cupped her cheeks to know she was real. She wouldn't just disappear like a figment of my memory. She's real. She's ... not dead.

"You're .... alive"

"Should I have been dead meh?"

I chuckled softly and pulled her in a tight hug. "I was .. I was worried. I-- I .. I am sorry ... I just .. I-I"

"Missed you. I know. I missed you infinity muffin"

And silent tears fell out and I stayed like that for long until she coughed abruptly. I refused to separate but she did pull me away and noticed my glistening cheeks.

"Aww why are you crying?

"I thought ... you were dead .. I thought h-he killed .. you" And hugged her again. This time she hugged me back with same intensity.

"No silly, he didn't even have audacity to pull out a hair of mine. I am fine and alive. For real"

... He didn't kill her?

To be continued