Park Jimin: The Psychotic Lover

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I pushed my way out of the crowd and saw her running after a guy.

She was already far, but I had to follow her and see what she was going to do, so I ran after her.

"Hey, stop! Stop right there" she yelled at that guy.

He suddenly turned to the right into an empty alley and she followed him.

Once I arrived, I saw her in the middle of the alley with that guy in front of her.

They were facing each other, with some distance between them.

He had a pocket knife in his hand.

"Stay back lady, don't make me hurt you" he yelled at her.

"I'm not leaving without you" she replied back with hatred and anger in her voice.

"listen, I don't wanna hurt you, but if you keep chasing me, then I wont stop myself from killing you" he threatened her.

Y/N took a deep breath looking around her surroundings.

Then she walked to grab a metal pole that was near the trash bins.

'Is she..? No way' I thought as my eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

She screamed and stormed towards that guy swinging the pole at him.

She hit him the first time, but the second time he dodged it.

I was lost in this moment admiring her brave yet stupid action.

But then, she was stabbed with the pocket knife.

"yah!" I yelled at him and ran towards them.

He quickly ran from there dropping Y/N down on the ground.

I knelt down next to her "Are you okay?" I asked.

But she didn't care to respond.

Instead she tried to get up but fell back down.

"Jimin go after him" she said.

"what? No. I'm not leaving you like this" I said.

"we can't lose him now Jimin! We have to get him" she sighed and slowly pushed herself up.

She started walking towards the direction he ran.

"Y/N, what do you think you're doing?" I asked her.

But no response.

I walked to her and grabbed her wrist and turned her to face me.

"Y/N, what are you doing? You can't go after him like this. You're hurt" I looked at her wound then lifted her shirt up a bit to see the wounded area.

She got shocked by my behavior and tried to push away my hand.

"let me see" I reassured her.

And so I examined her wound.

"the wound isn't that deep. But you're still loosing blood, going after him will exhaust you and so you'll lose more blood and pass out. And passing out isn't gonna do any good. If you really want to get him then you need to stop acting like a cop and let the cops do their jobs. You could help them by describing him"

She looked very annoyed by what I said.

And I could see her eyes were teary.

She sighed and started walking back to the crime scene.

"Wait" I ripped a part of my shirt and tied it around her wound.

"let's go" I put her arm around my shoulder and walked her back.