𝙀𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚

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My lips formed into a pale flat line, constantly quivering because I was trying to control my sobs.

Although there were some whimpering coming out already.

I heard a chuckle from Jungkook, very closely as I could feel his breath on my skin.

He was satisfied and excited to finally see that I was surrendering.

He did not waste a single second, he went straight for his prey - me.

He gave me that familiar rough kiss on the lips.

No, I wouldn't say it's a kiss. It's a punishment. I could feel him pouring out all his rage, all the unfairness that he had felt for the past few weeks.

He kept on pushing forward while I broke down, feeling so uncontrollable of my own body, my own life.

I wished I had never met him before.

How will today end? Will I have to go home with tons of hickeys all over my body?

How will Jungkook handle me?

In my unconscious head, a loving person jumped in. It was just a silhouette at the start, but it was all that I needed to recognise him, to feel his presence. His soft blonde hair waving in the air, that perfect side profile, as if to show off what a beauty he was. I felt like I could nearly touch those kissable pink lips from the plumpness. Soon, I saw his face. He had those hazel eyes that looked dark and deep enough to scare a kid away but if you looked close enough, you could feel the warmth, the love and care that he had been carrying all his life, for his only loved ones. It was also the pair of eyes which must have been welling up all day and night before, for some ungrateful passerby. His toothy smile never failed to make my day, his laugh too, so comforting and sweet. Under the bright sunlight and gentle wind, his hair was glossier and fluffier. He always made me wonder how amazing it would be if everyone in this world all owned a heart that was as generous and selfless as his was.

He looked angelic.

He was a real life angel.

But how would he feel when he knew what happened to me?

That was a question that caused my face to flush, my throat to tighten.

He would blame himself. He wouldn't forgive himself. He was just so compassionate and altruistic that he would take everything as his responsibility.

I shot my teary eyes open. Disgust took over me when I saw the monster's face.

It's not Jimin. Why am I letting Jungkook?

For a moment, I told myself to focus, focus on who I truly cared for and how they had been caring for me, working hard for me.

My heart wrenched when I suddenly realised what I was giving up on.

I must be insane.

Jungkook seemed to have noticed as he made a little pause during the passionate kiss. My wrists were wiggling under his harsh grip.

I screamed before I sent a kick right at his dick.

I exerted as much force as I could. I even gasped afterwards feeling like I did too much.

Jungkook finally dropped onto the floor. He bent over and was holding onto his thing. I had never seen him in so much pain.

It is ... refreshing and entertaining.

I could see his veins popping on his forehead. His ears were the colour of the sun. His lips turned white as he bit onto them.

I had no time to waste. I turned around and turned the key with my trembling hands.

Tak!

It's the sound of freedom.

I grabbed my bag and ran as fast as I could, though my legs felt numb from the fear. I felt like I had been forced to enter a haunted house and to leave, it's now or never.

My rapid breathing was the only thing that was audible in this creepy silence.

I winced in pain when I fell onto the floor.

I was sobbing as I held my ankle. It's bleeding again.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

My jaw started to shake. I turned my head back, to the source of noise.

It's his footsteps.

"He's coming," I whispered. My voice was high-pitched and full of terror.

I threw my bag to my shoulder. I wiped away my tears leaving my cheeks wet before I limped toward the staircase. 

I could taste blood from my lips, mixing with the strawberry lipgloss that I used before I came. I was biting on my lips, to bare the pain. Mostly, to control my scream so hopefully the monster would need more time to indicate my location.

My white socks were now stained of fresh blood.

"Which one?" I stared at the two staircases. "Which one did I come up with?" I cried out loud and pulled my hair.

This was driving me crazy.

"SEOHYUN!" The monster growled. He's at his limit of anger. I could feel him behind me.

My instinct told me to go to the right side so I did.

I kept on swinging my hands on both sides, forward and backward, forward and backward, trying to push myself forward. 

"AH!" I let out a hysterical scream when something grabbed my bag. I whipped my head back.

I coughed when I saw my bag was simply stuck around a doorknob.

By the time I took it back, Jungkook was at the top of the staircase.

I held my bag close to my chest, it was the only thing that I could hold onto.

I took in a sharp breath when a pair of familiar wooden doors appeared in front of my eyes.

I ran and ran.

Finally, I was out of the doorway.

There's no way to use the staircase with my bloody ankle anymore. I waited in front of the elevator.

My other feet tapped impatiently on the floor. My hands gripped harder on the bag.

I kept on looking back like an insane feeling the presence of a ghost behind her.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

He's coming.

"Please, no," I cried. My face scrunched up as my finger hurriedly pressed the button that was supposed to bring me back to the lobby.

Ding-

The elevator opened.

I gasped and hopped inside. My finger never stopped doing its job. I continuously pressed the ground floor button even though the outline of it had lit up already.

"SEOHYUN YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE."

Jungkook was at the front of his house now. His bathrobe was looking so loose around his body like his skin underneath would be exposed any time soon.

His eyes shot more alarm and panic when he saw that I was about to successfully escape from him.

He ran towards me with his bare feet. His eyes reddened. His hair was sweaty. He was like a bull running toward a red flag, only that now, he's going for me.

The thumps were louder, clearer and closer.

I struggled, I squeaked.

But the elevator remained opened.



Luckily Seohyun could escape!! Is this what yall expected?

Next chapter our baby angel is back;)

My friend's having a serious breakdown rn so I gotta go. Please vote and comment! Love ya!💜💜💜

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