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I didn't sleep at all last night. The only reason I know it's morning is because of the sound of heavy metal music blaring above me which I can only assume means Jungkook is awake. How he can listen to that this early I really don't know.
I've been lying staring at the stairs all night counting the different panels of wood making up the base of the staircase. I thought it would help me sleep like counting sheep, but it really didn't. I think I maybe passed out a couple of times but I can safely say I'm a mess from lack of sleep and the amount of tears I shed before gathering myself off the floor where Jungkook left me last night.
Hearing the music stop I assume he's on his way to me. I can hear his heavy combat boots stomping across the floor as he approaches the door and I can already see the stupid smirk on his face at my dishevelled state. I haven't let myself get emotional once since being caught. All the other times I cried were fake tears. This is real.
I'm afraid of what he's going to say when he sees me lying in the corner of the room wrapped in the old ratty blanket he left me. I close my eyes and turn away from the door when I hear the final lock and await his torture.
"Wakey wakey." He sings.
I stay where I am ignoring his unusually happy mood and hope he'll just go away if I ignore him for long enough.
"Oh come on Luna, let's have some fun huh?"
He's teasing me. Like I did with him. Only this time it's really not funny. I'm a mess and I barely recognise myself.
"Luna if you don't get up, I'll leave you down here until tomorrow morning." And his tone is back to normal again.
I sigh exasperated, slowly sitting up and wiping under my eyes as I curl myself up to my knees and turn to look at him. He looks at me confused until he suddenly realises he's not supposed to care. "Ready for some questioning?"
"Jungkook please I've already told you I'm innocent." I say groggily.
"And I've already told you I don't believe you."
"Let's just get this over with then shall we?" I sigh getting up and heading towards the chair. I sit down in it running a hand through my hair tiredly as I look up to see him standing in the same place mouth slightly agape. "Well? Isn't this where you want me? Are you tying me up or what?"
"So you're just gonna do what I say?" He asks, his eyebrows creased in confusion.
"Isn't that the point?" I screw my face up at him.
"You normally have a sarcastic comment or at least fight back...but you're just willingly complying." His disappointment catches me off guard. Suddenly he seems to care?
"I'm fed up. I just want to leave. If this is the only way then so be it." I sigh.
"You really want to leave that bad?" He asks slowly approaching me.
