🖤💜Redolence Of Yours💜🖤 (Taehyung×OC)

13. Save Me

🖤💜: There will be times when I need you to save me from myself. Can you do that? 💜🖤

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There was more than just the darkness of the night that was trying to cloud her vision.

Where did he go? Where did they take him?

There was not a single trace of his scent in the air for her to track it down. The streets were completely deserted; with only one or two bikes, occasionally people passing by. She has long left the bar behind following the lingering smell which ended in the cross street heading towards three other different realities.

What if it's just her? What if she's making things up in her head because of her unexplainable overprotective instinct?

Maybe they really took him home; maybe he's sleeping soundly and peacefully on his bed after changing and freshening up; comfy in his PJ's and blanket and that plush toy while she's just wheezing in the middle of the night trying to find one particular seashell in the endless blue?

But there was a voice inside her, giving her immense pull towards somewhere... A weird sensation in her mind, an uneasiness.... Like she was being violated and invaded... That can't be just a spurious state of a drunk mind.

After a long time, she felt hopelessly crying.

There has to be some way to track him down. If it's not the scent, then what is it? Should she ask people around? Should she call for help? Should she call him on his phone? But she doesn't have his number. Does anyone have his number? But what if he doesn't pick up? What if they won't let him pick the phone up?

Think Sun, think.

There were total five of them including him. Regarding the possibilities she's thinking about now, they couldn't have left individually because they arrived there in their car. But where did they go?

Wait, where had they parked the car?

Without thinking further she turned her bike towards where it started. As soon as she reached the parking lot, she looked for the place where the grey Audi was parked.

There.

She piqued her vision to the fullest extent and tried find the tire marking of the car. First it was twisted in an 'S' - this was when they parked the car at their arrival, gliding the car straight into the spot. Then there was another mark, a more prominent, which showed a backwards movement first and then taking a few degrees turn towards the main road.

Voila.

A growl came up from deep inside her throat and Sun hopped on her bike again, putting on the helmet at place, her long hair undulating in the air at her back. She kept her vision strictly on the tire trace which was nothing more that just a microscopic layer of dust imprinted on the smooth asphalt road. Her jaw clenched as she thanked Yoongi for the millionth time in her mind who taught her the tracing techniques.

At a certain turn, Sun noticed how the tire marks turned away from the road that leaded to his home and after that she sped up like there's no tomorrow.

Then it hit her nose, firing up her senses.

Clutching the gear with more strength, she followed the scent the alternatively spiking up and dying down. When she finally reached the source, Sun shivered at the place it led her to.

It's the school; the bathroom at the back nobody pays a visit to.

Anger boiled in her veins as she heard muffled laughter and vulgar exclamatory sounds coming from inside. Taking powerful steps towards the door she kicked it open with a loud thud only to see a traumatizing beastliness in the dark interior.