LOVE VS OBSESSION?
"You said you loved me, but I only ever felt caged."
Y/N never wanted to fall for someone like him-mysterious, broken, dangerous. But Kim Taehyung wasn't just a boy with demons. He was a storm she couldn't resist... until his love...
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Y/N's Pov
"Kim Y/N, stop with your nonsense," the stern voice called out. "Come here, or you'll regret it."
My heart sank the moment I recognized the irritated voice; it was none other than my boyfriend, Kevin. Hi
s anger was palpable, and the way he glared at me sent shivers down my spine. I was genuinely scared and didn't want him to start a fight with Jungkook, so I obediently moved towards him.
He pulled me out, gripping my wrist tightly. But then, he suddenly froze in mid-step. I could feel his intense gaze upon me.
Within moments, his lips curled into a twisted, yet strangely gentle smile. I couldn't help but wonder if he was some kind of a freak as I thought to myself.
As I saw him raising his hand, my heart raced, and I began to sweat profusely.
"Please, don't hurt me,"
I mumbled, instinctively covering my face with my hands. I was taken aback by my own words, realizing just how frightened I was of him. Had I really become this scared?
His left hand gently touched my hair, as if he wanted to offer comfort, but it only intensified my anxiety.
"Y/N, I would never hurt you, baby. Don't ever think like that,"
he hissed softly, slowly pulling away from me. He turned around, leaving me with a mix of emotions and confusion.
"But, Y/N, if I ever see that Jeon guy with you, I'll really beat him up, and you know I can do it. I'm not kidding,"
he barked angrily, his back still turned to me. He slowly disappeared from my sight.
I couldn't accept this kind of talk, knowing he was capable of doing such things. He had a history of fights, and it left me feeling utterly distraught.
The worst part was my inability to speak up. I couldn't voice my thoughts or stand up for myself. I felt trapped and helpless in that moment.
The questions haunted my mind: Am I really this weak? Have I become his possession, something he can control at will?
In those moments when he wasn't around, a voice in my mind urged me to escape, to run far away.
The first few months of our relationship had seemed perfect. He was sweet, never forceful, but as time passed, he grew more controlling, and everything began to crumble.
Perhaps he loved me in his own way, but I felt nothing for him anymore. His presence held no comforting allure for me.
I had tried to break up with him multiple times, but he always resorted to begging, crying, or even threatening me.
And that was my weakness - people crying in front of me. I had always caved in when he cried, holding me in his arms.
Maybe he was exploiting my weakness for his benefit, but leaving him had proven to be an incredibly difficult, almost insurmountable, task.
PRESENT
I turned to Jennie and inquired, "Did Jungkook ask something? Did he understand-"
"Nah, we told him you guys had some fight,"
she replied, putting my mind at ease. She offered a reassuring smile, and a sense of relief washed over me.
During recess, after having our meals, Jennie, Jisoo, and I were on our way to find a place to sit when a warm voice called out our names. It was Jeon Jungkook, the source of the voice, who had saved seats for us.
But the closer I got to Jungkook, panic began to well up inside me.
What if Kevin was nearby? What if he saw Jungkook calling us?
My unease was evident to Jisoo and Jennie, who sensed that something was amiss.
I couldn't bring myself to avoid Jungkook or ask him to leave. He was our friend, and I could never bring harm to such a pure soul.
This was not his fault, and he shouldn't have to pay for something he didn't do, I thought to myself, torn by conflicting emotions.
In a sudden move, Kevin approached me and said, "I have a seat; let's go there, babe."
Before I could utter a word, he took the tray from my hands and began walking. I could see a permanent scowl etched on Jennie's and Jisoo's faces as he strolled away.
I shot them a pleading look with my puppy-dog eyes and then followed Kevin, a sense of unease lingering in the air.
Later
Taehyung'sPov
"Who are those tall girls, hyung?" Jimin inquired curiously.