Save Myself Therapy | Taekook

You Don't Understand

-----Third Person's Prov --------------

Cracking of bones could be heard in the silent hallway as the red haired cracked his knuckles and neck. Excitement filled in his veins. Now he could remove all pent up frustration of his step father and his life.

But that excitement would have turned into rage only if the red haired knew the one he was searching for was the victim of those drunk boys. Hoseok spread his leg taking in the stance and as if on cue one of the guys came forward to punch him.

There were alot of 'ifs' in this night, such as only if these boys were sober enough to realise they were fighting against the person who has a black belt and is an excellent sword master.

Hoseok had a sinister smirk placed on his lips feeling the adrenaline rush when his fist hit the other right across his jaw. While the others came to help their companion in the fight. 3 against one ?... Well life was always unfair for Hoseok.

One had a broken nose while the other was still holding his jaw, as for the third one he was currently lying down on the floor pressed under Hoseok's feet.

-----Hoseok's Prov ------------------

I jerked off my hand to remove the blood of those idiots. A laugh erupted from my throat... because yet nothing changed. Nothing at all inside me. I pulled my hair ... This pent up emotions were not helping me anymore.

Where are you Taemin ... I need you.

"Hose.. h..ss.s" A slight murmur reached my ear as if someone called me. I am losing my sanity now. I glanced one last time at those idiots, before moving ahead with my search. I was almost about to take a turn but slowly turned around other way. The beast was set loose... I am sure one can see the intent to kill in my eyes.

"Damn .... drake! who the hell was that"

"Shut up and pick me up... "

"What about the blonde who is locked up?"

"Leave him... who cares anyway"

My fingers itched for my sword ... a blood shed would be nice. I turned around and started to walk towards those drunk boys. I slipped my fingers through the red strands... Blood ! That is what I want ... their blood.

"WHERE IS HE!" I growled and saw them stare at me with wide eyes. I don't care what happens to me, someone will die today for sure. A sinister laugh echoed in the hallway. I saw them take a few steps back... "now now let's end the game we all started shall we?" I said while slightly tilting my head.

I grabbed one of the boy's neck trying to choke him, while the others tried to pull me away from him. With my other free hand I grabbed the other guy's arm twisting it behind at one point where I could hear him beg to stop.

It felt good ... this is what I was restricting myself from. Just because Taemin never liked violence I tried to stay as low as possible but how dare they hurt the one that is precious to me.

The third guy was just shivering standing afar watching as his friends begged for mercy. "Where is he" I whispered, bending the arm more, hearing the satisfying crack."

"We– don– don't kno–w" the guy whose face has almost turned blue due to choking muttered.

"Drake for god sake just tell him!" The one with an almost broken arm cried.

"Ken get Taemin...PLease...AAAhhhh" he screamed again when I gave some pressure to his arm. I released him when I saw the third person run towards the abandoned janitors's closet. Well that didn't suit me well with me... Taemin never liked closed space and darkness...