Next morning

Today was supposed to be my day off, but after I left Jungkook last night I just knew I needed to see him again.

I unlock the sell door but holt in my steps. "Oh Dr Lee" I blurt, and the woman turns to look at me, a warm smile curving onto her lips before she turns back to Jungkook. He was sat upright on his bed shirtless, having what looked to be a check up of some sort.

"Isn't today your day off my dear?" The woman asks.

"It is. But I was hoping to have another session with Jungkook"

"I don't want you in here" he says without looking at me.

"Now now Jungkook is there any need for such a tone?" Dr Lee questions before hooking her stethoscope back around her neck and getting up. She turns to smile at me. "You can come in dear I'm all done now."

I look back at Jungkook, seeing him buttoning his shirt back up. That stupid collar is around his neck again.

"So I'm guessing you spent the night in here?" Dr Lee smiles to herself.

"He had a nightmare, I couldn't bring my self to leave him" I look down guiltily.

"You did a good thing." Her hand gently touches my shoulder. "But I'd keep it to yourself. The director won't appreciate you seeing him after hours."

I nod.

"And I also noticed he wasn't in his restraints this morning."

"They're unnecessary." I say confidently.

"Agreed. But just remember your place here Y/n. Or you'll end up messing with the wrong people"

The woman makes her exit, leaving me alone with Jungkook. My heart is pounding fast as I remember last night. The amorous advances he portrays throughout the day were nothing compared to last night. He was so soft and gentle. My skin still tingles as I remember how he caressed me.

"I can unlock your restraint if you want?" I ask, surprised when he glares at me. Of course. He doesn't remember a thing.

"Last night. Whatever happened don't get hung up on it, girl."

"I'm not hung up on anything—."

"Please you're practically glowing with cheerfulness." He scoffs. "Whatever we did, it won't happen again just know that. I've fucked too many people in this place for one night with you to mean anything—."

"We didn't..."

"I mean we just kissed."

"In fact kissed me."

God I'm so embarrassed right now my cheeks feel like they're burning. He looks at me confused, and it hurts, clearly the thought of kissing me isn't something he approves, in fact he actually seems a little disgusted.

"I actually kissed you?" He asks. I nod. He sighs before collapsing his head into his hands.

"It was a beautiful kiss too—." At my words he laughs, shaking his head in amusement. Shot down again. "Are you up for talking today at least?"

"No. You shouldn't even be here."

"Sorry but my first week working here is almost up and I feel like I haven't helped you at all."

"Aww. Is someone feeling like a failure?" His mockery hits me hard. I miss the Jungkook from last night, I'd do anything to be with him again, the one who seemed to care about me, the one who stopped me from crying with the softest gentlest kiss I've ever felt.

"Morning Kookie." A voice calls. Yerim. I recognise her from the other day. Her chipmunk like cheeks, button nose blond hair that always seems to be done in a quirky style, almost like a anime cosplay character.

She stops just before me with a food tray in her hand. "Oh. Are you Y/n?"

"Yes, and you're Yerim." I cross my arms, and her cheeks immediately flush pink from embarrassment. Everyone in this prison saw the security footage from the other day. I mean how unprofessional can you be to actually have sex with a mentally sick patient?

Stepping past me the girl places the tray of food on the floor. "Your breakfast Kookie. Dr Lee wants you to eat all of it."

"Guessing she's slipped pills under the bacon again?" He fake smiles at Yerim. I hate to admit it but I like that he's cold to her, it makes me feel less hated.

Furrowing my brows I crouch down near the plate and lift a piece of bacon. "Yerim, did Dr Lee state what these pills were?"

"Trazdone. They're used to treat depressive and anxiety dissor—."

"I know what Trazdone does" I say before examining the pink pill now pinched between my fingers. "These are sleeping pills though."

"I think you're mistaken—."

"I think you need to tell Dr Lee she's given a patient the wrong form of medication Yerim" I answer back coldly. I don't like this girl, and I have no problem making her aware of that. It's obvious that she has a crush on Jungkook, she wants him, and I can already sense she hates me for getting to be alone with him.

The two of us continue to stare one another out, but she backs down first, herself hurrying back out of the sell.

"Well that was amusing" Jungkook grins.

"Okay tell me now, do you take the pills?" I ask him.

"Yes."

"Do you know they're sleeping pills?"

"I don't care what they are."

"Don't take them"

He scoffs. "Don't tell me what to do—."

"I'm not telling I'm advising."

For a moment he looks confused, but not for long before his classic smirk spreads across his lips. "Are you saying you don't trust your little gal pal Dr Lee?"

"I don't trust anyone in this place except Jimin. And that's because he trusts me. He gave me the keys to your cell because he knows I'll be professional unlike Yerim."

"Think you're forgetting that we kissed Y/n. So maybe you aren't as professional as you think."

Damn he's right. But that was just a one time thing, it won't happen again, I was caught off guard by the sweet Jungkook and I couldn't help myself.

He's just so...

"I'll leave you today to be alone. I just wanted to see how you were doing."

Jungkooks eyes widen when I step over the taped line. I sit beside him on the bed and unlock his neck restraint, no way am I letting that thing stay on his neck for the rest of the day. It falls to the floor and I feel my heart ache when I see bruising around his neck. They've tightened it as punishment. They've actually managed to make something that was already inhumane more inhumane.

Lifting my fingers I trace the bruises softly, seeing how the purple colour darkens towards his throat. His skin feels so soft, so silky smooth beneath my fingertips that it makes me not wanna stop touching him. "You don't deserve any of this. You don't deserve to be kept in these conditions—."

Suddenly Jungkook pushes me back, trapping my body between his and the wall. "Stop pretending you care about me, girl!"

"W-why do you think I'm pretending?"

"Because you're no different from the rest of them! You want me all to yourself, you wanna fuck me and use me and treat me like your own little pet!"

"I want to help you get better—."

"Just fucking leave me alone! I want everyone to leave me alone!!" He pushes me away so my body hits the floor. I look up in shock and watch him clasp the restraint back around his neck before he tosses the key against the steal bars. "We aren't friends

you stupid girl! Don't think I won't kill you the next time you cross that line now get out!"

Lunch

APoV

"Smile Y/n. Please." Jimin frowns at the girl. For the last 20 minutes she'd just sat there not eating the food he bought for her. "What happened before wasn't your fault."

"But it was" she says before intermingling her fingers in her hair frustratedly. "I pushed it too far by seeing him today, and because of my unprofessionalism he paid the price. They injected him again Jimin, because of me."

"Stop blaming yourself"

But she couldn't stop. For the last hour and a half

Y/n replayed the scene of Jungkook being restrained and pinned down to the floor in her head. She couldn't doing anything but lay there and watch as Dr Lee injected him with the solution,

Something made her not trust that woman. I mean how could a doctor, not only a doctor but the head of the department mistake Trazdone with sleeping pills. It's doesn't make sense.

Unless she purposely wanted to give them him.

But why? Why would she want him asleep??

"I have to go see him" Y/n suddenly got up before fleeing the canteen, ignoring Jimins calls for her to come back. He was worried about her. It was obvious she cared about Jungkook, but Jimin could already sense the danger of it all, he didn't want Y/n to get sucked into all the pain and secrets this prison kept in the dark.

Y/n PoV

Something deep inside of me was telling me to run to him. He needed me.

When I open the steal door to his cell I'm shocked to see it's empty. I start to panic, the worst possible scenarios flooding my brain. What have they done with him??

"Excuse me Miss are you authorised to be here??"

I shoot my body round and see two prison guards.

"Relax boys. She's my psychiatrist"

I look straight at Jungkook as he stands between the guards, his hair wet and judging by the strong scent of body wash that fills the air I'm guessing he's just showered.

Pushing past me the guards take him back inside his cell where they release him of his hand cuffs only to attach his restraint collar around his neck. "You can take her with you as well" he nods over at me. "We don't have any scheduled sessions today and I don't want her here."

"We don't take orders from you scumbag" one of the guards spits and I gasp when he shoves Jungkook by his head. The other one sniggers before tightening his neck restraint, so much that it actually makes the boy gag slightly.

"Don't!" I snap suddenly. "Don't you dare hurt him!"

The guard who held Jungkooks chain scoffs. "Watch yourself kitten, you don't know who we are in this place—."

"Well let me tell you who am."

"I'm the daughter of a former police chief and know many officers and crime investigators who would love to hear about how two prison guards mistreated and abused a mentally sick patient."

Their faces drop and I've never felt so fired up in all my life. I'm never this confident when it comes to addressing people, especially grown ass men but when it comes to the wellbeing of Jungkook I'll do anything to protect him.

When the guards leave I immediately tend to the boy, myself about to loosen his collar when he smacks my hands away. "Jungkook please just let me help you—."

"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't want your help."

"Only because you don't believe I care about you."

"No one cares about me Y/n, they just want to use me."

"Who do you care most about?"

"My dad. What about you?"

"No one. I've never had anyone to care about." The little boys frown makes my heart twinge.

"That's awful. What about your parents?"

"I don't have any parents. They don't care about me Y/n no one cares about me."

"Jungkook why don't you think anyone can care for you??"

At my question the boy angrily yanks his chain. "Because look at me! I'm not normal!!"

I caress his cheek with my hand. "You're a human being. You breathe and talk just like the rest of us, you're mind is just suffering from an illness which you can't control. It's like your personality is split into two halves, one that's vulnerable and craves comfort and another that tries to avoid intimacy at all costs."

"You're a person. And I care about you, please believe that I care."

Jungkook PoV

"I care about you so much baby boy"

My body trembles as he kisses down my naked body, his hands still gripped tightly onto my wrists.

"Let me show you how much I can care" he smirks up at me before getting onto his knees, stroking me with his hand. My entire body shuts down, I can't breathe or move, I just let it happen.

"Get off me!" I shove her hands away from me with force before hugging myself.

"Jungkook—."

"LEAVE!"

"GET OUT OF HERE!!"

"LEAVE ME JUST LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE JUST STOP TOUCHING ME I HATE IT WHEN YOU TOUCH ME I DON'T WANT YOU TOUCHING ME ANYMORE!!"

Y/n PoV

Terror takes over me as I watch the boy tremble with fear. What did I do wrong??

"Jungkook you're having a panic attack" I attempt to to bring him close but he gets up and runs to a corner.

"PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME WITH HIM AGAIN!!"

"DONT WALK OUT ON ME PLEASE PLEASE JUST COME BACK!!"

He's having that nightmare again. As much as I want to put a stop to his torture, I need to explore this with him and find out the truth.

"Who is he Jungkook? Who don't you wanna be left alone with?"

"HEAD MASTER!" He hides his face against the wall whilst desperately trying to force himself up against the corner.

Head master Lee. Why does that name ring a bell??

"Y/n my dear will you please read out the word on the board for the whole class?"

Standing up from my desk I narrow my eyes at the board. "Head master Leejung"

"Good. Now you see." The man looks over at the young boy sat in the corner. "Head master Lee is not my name at this school. And how dare you try defy the rules—."

"But Sir I can't read it properly, the words become jumbled—."

The head master silences the young boy by smacking a ruler against the wall.

When the class ends I wait back, the little boy remains sat at his desk with his head down until I approach him.

"Why do you call him headmaster Lee?" I ask.

He nervously messes with his fingers before avoiding eye contact with me. "Because I struggle to read and pronounce certain words."

"I can teach you if you like?"

"You'd do that for me?"

With a smile and nod I take a seat next to the boy.

Fuck no. No please god don't let this be true.

"J-Jungkook what will happen if I leave you alone with him?"

Crying, Jungkook shakes his head.

"Please Jungkook I need to know." With caution I approach him. "Tell me. Will he touch you? What does he do when I leave the room?"

"Get away from me." Jungkooks face suddenly turns dark, his tears stopping as he steps towards me. "I'll fucking kill you girl, do you understand?"

I step backwards until his restraint tugs him back.

"Jungkook your personalities are fighting for control over your body right now, let the other one in again, the one whose petrified, I need to speak with him—."

The worst happens. Gripping his head in pain Jungkook begins to scream, his body shooting backwards before his back smacks against the wall.

"SHUT UP JUST SHUT UP I CANT THINK STRAIGHT!"

"Jungkook did head master Leejung harm you—."

"HES COMING BACK! PLEASE DONT LET HIM COME BACK HE'LL BRING THE OTHER ONE!"

There's two people?

"TELL THEM TO STOP Y/N PLEASE MAKE THEM STOP!!"

I can't take this anymore. Reaching into my pocket I pull out the needle I took from Dr Lees office and race to grab hold of Jungkook. With my hand I caress his cheek and bring him to look at me. "I'll

get rid of them Jungkook,okay? I'll make them go away."

He trembles but continues to look at me. It shocks me that he's letting me be this close to him, but maybe it's because this Jungkook is the one that actually seeks comfort. Taking the needle I stab it into the side of his neck, and I desperately hold back my tears when the boy starts to fall weak, his eyelids slowly dropping until he falls unconscious. I hold him in my arms, rocking his body gently as I let the tears fall from my eyes.

I'd do anything to take you away from this place.