Excessive Lies - Mafia
Series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, blood, gore, death and other illegal activities.
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You sat in the middle of a dark alleyway, a few streets down the club you were just at. You'd managed to walk only a few minutes before realising someone was on your tail. It was hard to tell in the night, only a few street lamps were lit among the roads. Few people scattered on the side paths, some bent over vomiting, some busy texting on their phones and the last few like you, trying to get as fast as you can to wherever your destination was.
You took a couple of random turns after noticing the guy behind you speed up when you did. The aim was just to see if he followed before calling your brother for help but after the second turn you realised you’d just reached a dead end. Your heart began to beat rapidly as you realised you were trapped. Immediately looking around the alley trying to search for shelter you found a few trash cans, safer then nothing right? So you hid behind one and pulled out your phone opening up your previous text messages with your brother.
Y/N: I think someone’s following me RM: Where are you? Y/N: I don't know, I’m in the alley way of somewhere. You began tearing up a little, becoming fully aware of your surroundings and the situation at hand. RM: I’m coming RM: Stay hidden and don't move
You couldn't breathe, it felt as if someone was choking you. Your heart was racing and all you wanted to do was curl up and wait for someone to save you. But no one would, no one was there.
“Hey cutie where’d you go?” A deep voice chuckles. You hold still and listen to his footsteps approaching the end of the alley, towards you. The night noise was so silent and it didn't help with the moon so brightly lit. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. Someone wants to see you, I’m just here as your…… hmm what’s the word? A guide.” Your phone vibrates in your hand and you drop it in surprise, gasping as you realise.
“Found you.” You looked up from your crouched position and the guy pulls you up by your hair. A choked cry for help forced itself up your throat, and you felt a drop run down your cheek. You stand up following his hand movement, trying your best to grab at his hand to let you go.
“L-let me go.” You whimper, trying your best to seem strong.
“Keep quiet for me cutie, I won’t hurt you unless I have to,” he says, pulling you to stand in front of his chest. You feel a blade against your throat and you hold your breath. Your facing the exit, your back against him, I could sprint, maybe I’ll make it. But you feel him lean down and he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “And trust me, I really wouldn't anything on that cute face of yours,” he whispers, right against your ear, applying a bit of pressure on the knife.
“Get your filthy hand off of her,” A familiar voice says. You look up from your feet and see a dark figure standing a few metres ahead of you. It wasn't your brother. Jungkook? You weren’t expecting to see him here.
“Ohh hi, what a surprise to see you here” The guy behind you says in a perhaps too cheerful tone as he waves his hand holding the knife to say hi.
“Let her go.” He says, approaching you slowly. Jungkook has this vibe to him that almost made you think it wasn't him. It seemed like someone else or some soul was in possession of his body.
“Not a chance, you know my boss’s dream is to have Ms Kim as his lawfully wedded wife.” Does he mean me? What the fuck, do I know this person’s boss?
“He’ll have to keep dreaming then,” Jungkook is less than 2 metres away from you now and you can see his face clearly with the moonlight shining against his face. If he was stressed or scared by the situation he definitely wasn't letting his opponent let on.
“That’s true, I was actually planning to keep her myself, I think she’d suit me more. Don't you think?” The creepy guy asks, pushing the knife deep enough for you to feel it cutting. You see Jungkook’s eyes darting around the area and then back at you, looking for a solution.
“Y/N you remember the game you taught me a few days ago?” Jungkook says, eyes focused on the knife at your throat. Trick? Does he mean? Does he seriously want to play duck duck goose right now?
“I’m it,” he says, staring right at you. He gives you a small nod and you look a little confused. You see him reach behind his back discreetly and as you realise what his holding he yells “DUCK!” exactly at the same time. A gun fires and you immediately crouch and scream in response, curling up into a ball on the floor. You start shaking and your head finds it ways in between your knees as a reflex response.
“Babe I’m here, look at me.” Jungkook murmurs, squatting down on the floor to face you. You feel a hand reach towards you and you shriek, immediately swatting him away and backing up. But you back up into an object and you turn around to look. Instantly regretting your decision, you lunge forward and grab onto Jungkook screaming.
“You’re okay, you’re okay,” he repeats, holding you closely and patting you on the back. You felt sick to your stomach, the body of the enemy lying limp on the floor, surrounded in his own pool of blood.
“I n-need to leave here.” You stutter, wanting to get away from this smell. Jungkook helps you up and you collapse almost straightaway, falling back into his arms. Your mind’s too spaced out to retaliate against him as he picks you up bridal style and walks out of the alley.
“Namjoon’s going to kill me.” You hear him mumble, as your sight of the dead body becomes further and further. _________________
A/N: Second Chapter?
