I awoke with a start, putting my blonde hair into a messy bun. I picked my 3 foot body out of bed. Suddenly, the door slammed open. It was my fourth cousin who I lived with. My nan, granddad, mum, dad, stepdad, stepdog, cousin, aunt, right nipple hair, dog, teacher and boyfriend all died when I was two years old. And my pet hamster got impregnated by a Kentucky chicken wing and exploded during birth. I am very traumatised and broken.
"PACK YOUR STUFF," My fourth cousin yelled, "IM SELLING YOU FOR DOSH."
My heart raced, what, selling me? Where? So many questions ran through my head. "WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE GET TO IT, YOUR NEW OWNER WILL BE HERE IN TWO MINUTES."
I grabbed a bag and threw some clothes in. I never wore make up because I'm not like other girls, I'm naturally pretty. I threw on a pretty outfit to impress my new owner.
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i wear all black because im a goth.
That's when the doorbell rang, "THAT'S HIM Y/N GET YOUR TUSH DOWNSTAIRS!"
He threw me down the stairs, I broke my collarbone, pelvis bone, jawbone, achilles tendon, heart, skull and pinkie finger. But I'm so perfect it doesn't even matter because it is unnoticeable.
I picked my frail body up and opened the door.
And there he stood, my new owner. His gorgeous soft hair and dark orbs. His sin like porcelain. "The names Pd, Bang Pd," he said in a low voice that made me feel a certain way.
"m-m-m-m-m-my name is Y/N," I said, my small legs shaking.
"GET IN MY CAR NOW!" Bang pd bellowed, my heart raced, he was such a hunk.
I ran out of the house and into the back his rolls Royce. He jumped into the front, causing the whole car to tip up until it was vertical, then he sped off.
8 hours later.
We arrived at his 60 floor mansion. I threw my guts up from carsickness, I'm such a weak girl. "s-s-s-s-orry," I said, flushing red.
"Its okay I will get Namjoon to clear it up," Bang Pd said in his sexy lusting voice.
"NAMJOON COME CLEAR THIS SICK UP NOW OR I WILL PUNCTURE YOUR BIKE TIRES!" Bang Pd bellowed.
Namjoon came wirring up on his bike, " Yes sir," he said, and proceeded to slurp up all of my sick.
Bang pd picked me up and threw me in an upstairs window. I landed in his bed, my hair still perfect. He flew in the window after me.
"Sleep now baby girl, its super late," He said, his voice making my legs shake.
That's when I noticed it, there was only one bed.
"B-b-b-b—b-b-b-b-buut theres only one bed," I stammered.
"I know," he said, "Yoongi jumped on the other one and destroyed it with his huge peppa steppa stompers, so youll be sleeping in my bed tonight princess."
Princess? I got tapeworms in my flat stomach.
He jumped onto the bed, sending me flying off. He caught me mid air and dragged me down.
I snuggled into the sheets, that smelt of dogshit and burnt rubber, such a comforting smell.
I drifted off to sleep, feeling the bed go up and down as Bang Pd snored for Korea. Such a beautiful sound to my ears.
