MY SWEET PSYCHO STALKER | SERIES#1

MSPS: Chapter 17

MY SWEET PSYCHO STALKER

Y/N POV

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere," he says as I raise my brow, "but where?"

"Where exactly is that somewhere?"

He looks at me as if he's wondering why I'm asking.

I'm just curious where he's going, so I pout and sit down to check my phone.

But he snatched it from my hands.

"Bitch!" I yell, causing his smirk to fade. He raises his hand as I close my eyes, readying myself for the big slap.

And yes, it landed so hard on my face.

I look at him with teary eyes, and he just looks at me as if nothing happened.

"I'm leaving now," he said, putting my phone in his pocket.

As he walks away, I stare at the floor, puzzled by what has just happened.

And now I feel like my cheek is about to fall off.

I grab my cheek.

"What the hell, is he a boxer or something?"

I got up to get some ice from the kitchen when a drop of blood started falling into my mouth.

That's when I realized the side of my lip was bleeding, so I wiped it with my hand.

"That mother fucker literally just hit me."

I stomp out of the kitchen and enter the bedroom to pack my belongings.

I returned all of my clothes to my luggage and stood up, not caring if my face was swollen or not.

I don't care; I need to get out of here before that psychopath kills me.

I dashed into the living room with my luggage, but when I tried to open the door, it was locked.

"Don't frickin tell me that mother fucker just locked me in," I said, attempting to open it but figuring that it was locked.

I stomp to the couch and cry, my lip still bleeding.

My cheek hurts so much I can't.

I thought I'd found someone who could love and protect me, but no, I just cried myself to sleep.

JUNGKOOK'S POV

I shut the door and lock it from the outside because I need to protect her in my own home.

When I heard her talking to herself as I was closing the door, I knew I had hit her hard and had hurt my princess for the first time, and she was going to be upset with me.

But I'm not sure why I do that to my princess; I just shrugged it off and went to have some fun.

I needed to apologize when I returned.

After 30 minutes~

"RUN!" I yell, laughing, since I'm back on the empty street, and this b*tch just insulted me and is now trying to escape from me.

"Come to papa!"

"PEEK A BOO!!!" The boy jumped at his spot as I laughed at him; I'm really enjoying this right now.

"Please! I'm sorry! I won't -" my knife slashes straight through his eyes as the blood drips.

"Wake up!" I laughed as I repeatedly stabbed him with my knife.

Then the yelling stopped: "This boy is boring; he didn't even suffer; wait, I should go home now; my princess must be hungry."

I wipe the blood from my face and put my knife in my pocket when I remember her phone.

I sigh and smirk as I walk away from the corpse.

20 minutes later

I open the door and walk into my house. I enter the living room and see my princess lying on the couch.

I approach her and gaze at his beautiful, swollen face.

"I'm so sorry, princess," I said, caressing her cheek.

"Wait for me, baby, I'm just going to take a shower and treat your bruises," I say as I kiss his hair.

I get up and walk to our bedroom, but I notice her luggage is in the living room, where it was thrown by my baby.

I returned to the living room and picked it up before putting it back in the closet.

I stand up and remove my blood-splattered shirt and everything else I'm wearing so I can take a shower.

As I open the shower door, water runs through my body.

I wiped away all of the blood with body wash and shampoo.

10 minutes later

I step out of the shower after turning off the water and wrapping a towel around my waist.

As I open the door, I hear someone in the kitchen and walk over to see who it is. I take my knife in case someone has broken in.

But when I walk into the kitchen, there's my baby, closing her eyes and putting ice on her swollen cheek.

I sigh and put my knife away to avoid startling her.

I walk closer to her and hug her, even though I'm half naked. She was startled and hit me in the back, causing me to groan.

"Fuck baby, that hurts!" I exclaimed, pulling away from the hug as she stared at me with wide eyes.

But then she rolls her eyes and closes them again, as well as re-apply the ice to his cheek.

"Are you mad at me, Princess?" I asked calmly.

She opens her eyes and stares at me.

"I don't think so! It doesn't hurt that bad at all! You should just punch me instead of slap it doesn't hurt! Do it again! Hurry I'm waiting!" she said sarcastically, so I scratched my nape as she threw ice on my stomach.

"Ouch!" I exclaim to her.

"What? You going to slap me again?" she exclaimed as I stared at his swollen lips on the side.

I feel guilty again, and I don't want to feel this way again, so I walk toward her, trying to hug her, but she keeps pushing me away.

"Hey! You're half naked! Don't touch me!" she said, so I scratched my nape and dashed to my bedroom to put on pants.

I ran back to the kitchen after putting my pants on, but I saw my princess crying, so I ran to her and hugged her.

"What's up, babe? Are you all right?"

But she just smacked my chest.

Thank you for reading 💖____________________________________________________________________________