Unexpected love (Completed)

Chapter 8.

*One day later* 

Emily's POV 

When I opened my eyes I was confused. I wasn't in the basement anymore, I was in a comfortable bed, in a nice room. 

The sun was shining through the window, making it very bright in the room. 

When I saw to my left, there was a guy there, making me a bit scared now. 

What I'm I doing here? 

Where I'm I? 

The last thing I remember was something absolutely horrible that the taxi driver was doing to me. 

But I prefer not to picture it, although it was difficult. 

"Oh you are awake." The guy said, as he looked now at me. He was very handsome though, I'm not gonna lie. 

"W-Who are you?" My voice felt so dry and I began to cough. 

He came to help me and when he was about to touch me, I got scared immediately and he noticed. 

"I'm not gonna hurt you, okay? I'm gonna help you sit down better." When he said that he looked a bit hurt that I would think he would hurt me. 

I didn't do anything but he still helped me. "I'm gonna get you some water." 

I watch as he leave and another guy came into the room. 

"Thank you for waking up, I was getting worried." The guy said. "And he was too, even if he doesn't want to admit it." 

He was also very cute, probably more handsome than the other one. 

"I know you are confused, but I was the one who knocked on the door down in the basement, asking if you were okay." He explained. "I helped you get out of there yesterday." 

"R-Really?" I asks, still my throat very sore. 

"Yeah, I'm Hoseok, also known as Hobi or J-hope." 

"J-hope?" I'm even more confused now. Who calls themselves J-Hope? 

"Yeah, um I'm actually in a band." 

"Oh." Before he can explain further, the other guy came in with water. 

He gave me the water and I thanked him.

When I was able to drink it, I noticed that everything was sore, not only my throat. 

But I didn't have blood marks on me anymore and I was actually in another person's clothes. 

A men clothes. 

"Um, who changed me? And how did you clean me off?" I asks, as I look at the two guys in front of me. 

"Don't freak out, I did it. But I swear I didn't look. It was actually difficult but I was able to do it without looking." Hoseok said. 

"Really?" I asks, not really believing him and now feeling actually insecure. 

"Yes, I swear." 

I just nodded and didn't know what else to do. Until I remembered that since I got here, I haven't called my mom. 

"C-Can one of you lend me your phone?" 

Hoseok nodded and took out his phone. 

"Who are you going to call?" He asks. 

"My mom..." I answered. "She must be really worried." 

"You are not from here are you?" The other guy asked. 

"No." I replied and he nodded understanding. 

I remember my mom's phone by heart, thankfully, so I was able to call her. 

She answered on the third beep. "Hello?" This didn't sound like mom, somehow she sounded different. 

"Mom?" I asks. And I heard her almost cry. 

"E-Emily?" 

My own eyes began to water and I looked away from the two guys who were looking at me with concern eyes. 

"Emily is it really you?" She asks. 

"Yeah, it's me mom." 

"Oh my God, how? How are you calling me? Are you okay? Who's phone is this?" 

"Mom, calm down." 

"You've disappeared for a month Emily, you can't tell me to calm down."

I had my eyes wide at that, a whole month? 

"I'm sorry mom..." 

"Are you okay?" 

"Yeah, everything hurts but I'm okay." I told her. 

"I'm going right now whatever you are, where are you?" 

Just as she said that we heard a knock on the door, and I look at the two guys. 

"I'm gonna go look who it is." The other guy who's name I actually don't know said, as he exited the room. 

"I'm in an apartment-" When I was about to say the word 'save', the guy came running back to the room and closed the door abruptly putting a lock on it. 

"Suga, what's going on?!" Hoseok asks, as it looks like he has seen a ghost. And now I know the other guy's name. Why do they have such weird names? 

"H-HE'S HERE! WE HAVE TO RUN!" The guy yelled, making my own heart drop to my chest. 

"WHAT?! How?!" Hoseok asks, now also alarmed. 

"Emily? What's going on?!" I heard my mom asks. 

"I-I have to go." I told her and hung up, although I didn't want to. "What's happening?" I asks, as I look at both of them. 

"JK's dad is here. I don't know how he found me." Hoseok said, as he asked me "Do you think you can run?" 

I tried standing up but my legs weren't moving. I haven't walked and let alone, run, for so long. My legs are sore and very much hurt. 

"Okay, Suga help me take her." Suga helped Hoseok and even though I'm freaking out by them carrying me, I know that somehow I don't have a choice. I have no idea who JK's dad is, but I'm guessing it's someone dangerous. 

"You don't know who JK dad is?" Hoseok asks, as he had me now bridal style. I shook my head and suddenly we heard a gunshot, making me hide my face in Hoseok's chest, trying my hardest not to scream from the impact of the sound. "Shhh, we'll get out of here safe." 

When he said that, somehow I believed him, although he also jumped scared by the sound. "Let's go through the window." Suga said and lead the way. When Suga was up in the ceiling, that was like a mini balcony, Hoseok passed me to Suga and just as Suga had me in his arms, the door began to shake, indicating that someone was trying to break in. 

"GIVE ME THE GIRL BACK HOSEOK! YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THIS!" We heard a men's voice yell from the other side, but not just any men, my supposedly dad. 

"Wait, JK's dad is my dad? You are saying that my brothers name is JK?" I was so confused, but my question couldn't be answered, as we heard another gunshot that actually got through the door. Hoseok hoped into the window quickly and shut it and we began to run. 

Or well, Suga run with me in his arms. 

I don't know how he is doing this, because I was in his arms and I'm not the most skinniest girl ever, but I need to thank him for this. 

I know that I don't know these guys, but I know that they know my brother, and they know my dad, so somehow, I should trust them, they are saving me after all, for the second time.