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Dionysus - Park Jimin

CHAPTER 11

23 hours and 59 minutes later

Author's POV

"It's yours, my beauty."

A heart tone that grew brighter, louder and shorter as the blood columns vibrated. While the normal pulse was 60 to 80 beats, this pulse accelerated to over 100 beats per minute. A tachycardia.

"Look how it shines, a brightness that resembles your eyes. Look how pristine and immaculate it's shell looks, likewise your skin and your heart."

6 a.m.

Diona's hand automatically fell on her chest as the airflow slowed and the airways became tighter.

Jimin heard noises next to him before his pupils appeared. "Diona!" They were the only ones who could hear his loud scream as she clasped his wrist, trying to breathe. Even if she knew she wouldn't survive without her medication.

With one hundred percent of his strength and patience, he laid his hand on her hammering heart. After closing his eyes, first his arm tickled, next his inner palm and finally his fingertips. An earthquake began, which took over her heart palpitations. With every passing second, the tempo of the beats decreased, her muscles completely relaxed.

"Shhh..." ,he whispered, "it's okay."

She stared at the lyricized ceiling. Gradually, her grip loosened as she listened to her normal heartbeats, which were played back like loud bass. A phenomenon that would never happen in reality.

But that is exactly what just happened.

Jimin could feel her health condition under his touch and opened his eyes. Before he took his hand away, she already did that when she felt something lying in her other hand. She pushed him and stood on her feet.

Jimin glanced at the tiny white conch shell which she threw on the floor.

"W- w-" ,she took two steps back, "What a-are you?"

He got up slowly. But she wouldn't let him walk around the bed.

"Don't come any closer!" she screamed with sadness in her voice. Her finger was on him while she trembled all over her body. "This was a dream! I know, yes I know! You put something in my drink!"

Not only her heart was beating against the chest at frantic speed, but so was his. He neither shook his head nor nodded at her statements. He stood in front of her like a statue from ancient times.

"You are all sick. You- You give your fans dangerous stuff and make them hallucinate! You drug them, don't you? You quit because you've all lost your minds!"

He clenched his hands in fists. But he remained silent as the grave. Because he knew about her condition. Exhaustion and anger mixed together into a feeling she could no longer control.

"I never want to see you again, Park Jimin."

After that hateful sentence, he lowered his head and looked down at the ground. He stepped aside so she could walk past him when he could catch her scent for the last time and save it forever in his senses. He flinched when the door slammed, after which he sank his shoulders and was now alone. Just him and his longing for Army, that were left in the room.

"Who knows" ,she ran down the hall, "what he did to me?"

She stormed through the living room, which reminded her of last night, where she suddenly heard voices.

"Jeez Jungkook, how many times have I told you to vacuum every day?!"

Diona hid behind a pillar in the room. An unknown voice. She wondered how the boys could clean a huge palace like this by themselves. Little did she know that these boys hated giving orders to other people. Watching them do their work.

"To be honest, we clean so rarely, so you have to come here more often." That was Jungkook.

She was trying to peek past the column without attracting attention. And then it clicked.

So far, he was the tallest of them all. With his broad shoulders, he was standing in front of the camera, going through his gray stepped hair. She didn't know what made her feel that way, but something inside her was telling her that this man, with a little rose between his lips and his flirtatious look, could wrap any girl in the world around his finger.

Jin was just about to wipe his finger over a piece of marble. Lifting his finger, he observed the dust on his index finger.

He was wearing a black shirt combined with black trousers and had let his hair grow long. He turned around when feelings of guilt began to build up in him. But he quickly tried to find the positivity in Jungkook's statement and suddenly smiled.

"I miss you too, kiddo," he winked at him, trying hard to make his old member smile. He was a true angel.

Jungkook's big teeth showed up when a smile appeared on his face. Jin took him in his arms and hugged his five years younger brother.

There were tears in Diona's eyes, but her anger took over again, so she showed herself. She was so mad that she didn't even see Suga and V lying on the floor, still drunk. Jungkook and Jin heard her first step and looked at her. Jin blinked hard, which he always did because of his contact lenses. He wrenched his brows as she stormed past him and Jungkook.

"Diona where are you going?" Jungkook ran after her.

She reached the wall, putting her bag on her shoulder. She looked at the unfinished painting one last time and then at him, "Your money will be transferred back to your account today or tomorrow. Goodbye."

Jungkook wanted to stop her, but decided against it. Because he knew what had happened. There was a big reason she did all that.

"But it isn't even about the money," he saw her closing the door, "or the painting.."

Jin had to go through all the rooms to figure things out, but she was faster than him.  Without hesitation, she unlocked her car and left the place.

"Who was that?" Jin asked with wonder.

"Diona."

Jungkook looked behind Jin to see Jimin. Jin's eyes widened. "Any Diona, or..?" He waited a moment to read the answer in his face. Jimin's eyes told him all he needed to know, so he ran towards him.

"Are you- are you sure she's the one Diona?"

Diona's POV

"This number has blocked you. Your call cannot be completed as dialed."

"Argh! I threw away my fucking phone.

Did he get tired of it this time and dump me at home? But if it was this case I would have gotten dozens of calls from my parents.

I gave everything to be able to control my thoughts. Think of everything, but not that one thing. Everything but that.

Flashback

I was looking down at my leg when my phone suddenly vibrated.

Jong-suck my dick is calling.

"Hello."

"Diona you little whore, where have you been for a day?!"

A day?

"Ha ha, that was a good one."

Flashback over

While concentrating on the traffic, I tried to grab my cell phone again. I glanced at my display for a second.

"Oh, my God."

Again?

"A whole day?!"

I hit the brakes and ignored the honking behind me. It was all too much for me. I needed answers. Why wasn't I needing my medication anymore? I was having a fucking panic attack! Why was his goddamn touch enough to keep me alive! How do I know for sure that it wasn't a..

I looked at my hand, in which a small shell had been lying before. It was real. I really held it when he was still sleeping.

I shook my head to free myself from this vicious circle. It was far too early to go home now. Mom knows that Jongsuk and I sleep like logs until noon when I was with him.

I slightly pressed the indicator down to get back on the main road. With an unbearable headache I drove away. - I pressed the button with the arrow pointing up and waited impatiently. After the elevator stopped in front of me, the doors opened so I could enter. Fortunately, I was alone. No one needed to see such an ugly creature at seven in the morning.

"Tenth floor."

I got out, walking through the lobby in the penthouse. When I got to his door, I rang the bell. Usually it took him a few seconds to open it, but this time..

"Jongsuk, I saw your car, I know you're there" I spoke loud and clear into the microphone next to the metal door.

I waited and waited, but he wouldn't open it.  So I kept on ringing until he got annoyed. "I'm," I sighed, "sorry, okay? I didn't have my phone with me. You must have been terribly worried. But you can count on me to never do anything like that again! I swear it! I'll never go there again."

The small device was still flashing green, meaning he was still listening to me. But slowly I was running out of patience.

I leaned against the cold, smooth surface and breathed deeply. "Jongsuk, really I don't feel well, I need you."

Something inside me told me to cry to get rid of this burden. Maybe that would help? An unpleasant feeling spread through me before I burst into tears.

"I beg you to let me in already! You're totally exaggerating! I'm scared, l'm experiencing things that will soon drive me crazy! Help me..." ,I sobbed. "I think I have lost my mind."

I let myself fall on the carpet. What was I supposed to do when I missed someone every second of every day when he was playing with my psyche?

My back wouldn't press against the door anymore when I felt a emptiness behind me. Two strong hands pulled me up while I cried like a child. With the fabric of his sweater, he dried my wet cheeks and stopped the coming tears. "Stop crying. You look like a wet rat."

You know the situation when you have to laugh for a moment while crying, even though you don't want to? And then you sob even louder because someone is holding you in their arms?

"You're freezing," he said after stroking my cold arms. My jacket. It was still at Jimin's.

"I'm nauseous."

Jongsuk looked at me for a moment before dragging me into his bathroom. He held my hair while I knelt down in front of the toilet. I tried to forget the fear inside me. When I was scared, nausea would always set in.

"It's okay, I don't have to throw up."

He pulled me up and took me to the washbasin. I watched him turn on the cold water before the liquid hit my face when he washed my whole face. After that he turned off the tap and dried my face with a cloth. With his arm over my shoulder, we walked into his bedroom before he put me in his bed. I buried myself under his soft bedding and only then did I realize that I had stopped crying by now.

"I'll be right back."

I nodded, though he couldn't see it, and stared at his pillow. If I raised my head a little, I could see the city, thanks to his huge windows. I recognized little drops falling on the glass. A few became numerous raindrops. The weather was oppressive as dark clouds came up. Whenever I was near Jimin, the sun shone all over Seoul, birds were chirping, even in the evening it was lukewarm and very pleasant. When I left his side, the weather went crazy, just like the morning after the night at the club. Just like today.

"Here, drink this."

I sat up when I heard Jongsuk. He handed me a cup that was steaming. "Thanks" ,I said before I took a sip of the tea.

"I was there yesterday" he suddenly said as he sat down on the end of the bed. "Inside the villa."

"Inside?" I asked, puzzled. He was in there?

"Yes. I stood outside the door for an hour until Suga suddenly came out and drove away. I ran in and found V wandering around. Then he took me to Jungkook, and Jungkook took me to-" he gritted his teeth, "Jimins room."

Had he seen us- had he seen the moment?

"But you weren't there." He got up and sat right next to me. "Where were you? Jungkook was pretty sure you'd be there!"

My muscles tightened again. "H-how were we not there?" My fingers were burning from the heat of the cup. "When exactly were you there?"

"It was so fucking early, I guess five or six in the morning."

I knew I'd lose my mind soon. "How can this be?! We were lying on his bed right then! Are you sure?"

"You did what?" His voice went up in anger.

I put the cup on his bedside table and took his face in my hands. "Jongsuk. Please, please control yourself for me just once. And try to help me. Is that so much to ask?"

He sighed loudly before finally nodding. "There really was no one there, Diona. Were you that drunk that you don't remember anything?"

I turned away from him, listening to the rain. It was time, Diona.

"You've been my best friend and my family since I was five now. You went through every shit with me, were the first to make me realize I was cheated on. Who made me realize I was somebody valuable. You love someone who spends every day indulging in mythology, who's always been so dreamy. You've always believed me, no matter how impossible some things I believed in seemed."

He nodded since the first word that came out of my mouth. "Yes. All that is true! And it will always be that way. But why are you telling me all this?"

Just do it.

"Do you believe in supernaturalism?"

From now on it was body language between us. I tried to read an answer from his reaction, which would either shock or hurt me. This was my worst moment in my entire life.

"You know Diona, nothing in this world could shock me anymore. I believe that supernatural power is with us every second, but you can't grasp it. It's like an illusion, it's such a weird thing."

"I.." ,he stopped and looked everywhere but at me, "for example, saw a person who.."

I swallowed hard. Was he about to confess something to me? Did he really believe in such things?

"This person could approach another person while all the others around him were stopped. It was as if they had been put under hypnosis. Only the three of us could see it. But the person I'm talking about was so shocked by the other human being that she didn't even question why no one could get closer but her."

Flashback

His pupils were the first to meet my own. He was standing in front of me. In front of my feet. I gasped.

A dark steam formed around his figure when no one could get closer to him. Except me. My head bowed against my will without the courage to look at him.

"Diona,"

And in that precise moment, my heart stopped pumping blood into the vessels.

"ancient Greek Dionysia,"

Flashback over

No. This couldn't be.

I put my hand over my opened mouth.

"This person later found me on the dance floor and pulled me aside. He told me that I deserved a reward that you get in his world. And you 'wanna know what happened while he was talking to me?"

I shook my head as my heart almost popped out.

"His eyes changed colors. From black to blue. I thought someone had put drugs in my drink. His hair tips were silvery every few seconds like he couldn't control himself."

He... He knew from the beginning. He was talking about Jimin and me.

"When the person raised their hand to hit him, I looked in the mirror behind them and saw two aggressive leopards standing behind them. And with just a wave of his hand, he moved them away from there,"

"they wanted to attack you because you wanted to harm him."

"M-m-my-"

"My pills."

I grabbed my neck.

"Fuck!"

"Here quickly! Open your mouth!"

"Don't cough. Breathe. Like we always do Diona!"

After a couple of minutes, it took effect. My eyes were still watering but it was okay.

"Are you all right?!"

I breathed normally again and found myself in his arms. "I know everything, little one. Okay maybe not everything, but the things that went down, fucking shit. I believe you, I know you haven't lost your mind. I was just worried about you because I don't know what he's capable of."

"It was just before midnight. I'd finished the first part of the painting and was about to leave." He let go of me so he could see me. "They were all drinking and celebrating, and Jimin forced me to drink with him. This is gonna sound shitty, but I wanted to drink, too. Don't ask me why, I don't know. We talked, chilled, and a few hours later I was dead drunk. I don't know what kind of wine they have, I just know it's super strong. I don't remember everything, but I know the sun was already coming up when we were in his room. He didn't seem to have any nasty ulterior motives, really."

Jongsuk took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one before I went on.

"There are only a few puzzle pieces left of what happened before..."

"Before what?"

"Do you know that when you are in a dream and sometimes you don't know it's not real, but sometimes you know you will wake up? Do you remember the dreams I told your brother about? Even then I said, 'Jimin's dreams felt overly real' right?"

He nodded.

"Jongsuk. This time I am sure" ,I took a deep breath, "that I was in reality but in a different time zone and location. In another life."

2000 Before Christ, Peneios

Southern, between Olympus and Ossa, at the narrow gorge Tempe Valley, from where the Peneios River leads from the Thessalian plain to the sea. At the ravine, which was formed by earthquakes.

There he is. Dionysus.

Under his feet, on the rock on which the god of wine stands, is hiding a Dione of the Titans, daughter of Atlas. The goddess of rebirth.

"My beauty."

Mighty waves rise as the sea hears his divine voice. The cold water rises through the gorge and touches his bare feet. He recognizes her shadow under the surface of the water, which comes closer to him. Her golden hair appears under the hot sun. Warm brown eyes he had fallen in love with.

"Dionysus!"

Water drips from her uncovered body onto the stones as she climbs up to get closer to him.

"Six months. How could you leave your beauty alone for six months?"

With his right hand he holds his thrysus fitted with pinecones and with the other her. "I fought with the Titans, my love. Far from here."

Her wet body touches his fair skin, covered in a robe. "Longing for you. I have longed for you endlessly. I told the other nymphs about you."

The sensual androgynous boy smiles slightly at her words. "Is that so? Then tell me about it as well."

She disobeys him. "I will not! Nevertheless I am still hurt," she says and jumps into the river that leads to the sea.

"Diona!"

Her lover follows her before they arrive at the land.  She gets out of the water and runs onto the warm sand when Dionysus' mighty body shines down at her. He points at her body, forming a white dress over her body, which covers her beautiful shape. He takes her hand and starts to run. His melodic laugh blends with her own as the sand tickles under her feet.  Diona watches as he suddenly bends down and picks something up.

"It's yours, my beauty."

A tiny conch, hidden in the sand.

"Look how it shines, a brightness that resembles your eyes. Look how pristine and immaculate it's shell looks, likewise your skin and your heart."

She smiles in happiness and bows to him.

"As long as my heart beats, this miracle of the God of Nature will always find a way to you. Only to you."

Now

"And how do you know it was real?" ,Jongsuk asked.

"Because I still held the shell in my hand when I was awake" ,I replied.

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