The Haunted House

CHAPTER 2

-PREVIOUS CHAPTER-

"No buts. That's my final decision," he insisted, leaving me frustrated and worried.

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-JUNGKOOK'S POV-

Dad is not listening to what I am saying; well, he never listens. He always does whatever he wants. He is even forcing me to marry Yugyeom; Yugyeom is my childhood Best friend.

Well, if I say he is not handsome, then I am lying because he is very handsome, and maybe I have a little bit of crush on him, and even he confess to me that he loves me.

Dad is determined to buy this house, and it's not only about that piano and shadow. I just feel very negative. This house is giving me very negative vibes.

"Dad, so you are not going to listen to me?" I asked. Well, I know the answer, but I still asked. Maybe I still have a little hope that maybe he will say, 'ok, I will not buy this house.' But I know better.

"No, I will not." My dad said and signed that contract, which means this haunted house is ours now.

"Jungkook, don't be mad, go and choose your room, okay Bubba? I have to go to another city for work I need rest right now." Dad said. I sighed in defeat and started exploring this house and chose one room.

This is how the room looks, and if you think this room is clean, then yeah, there is a servant, Mr.Jeon hired them who clean this whole house.

"Hmm, this room looks good for me. I will choose that room now. I will tell Dad that I chose that room. Why am I talking to myself?" I ask this to myself I am mad.

"Don't worry, I am listening, so basically, you are not talking with yourself." Someone said; after listening to someone's voice, I saw everywhere, but no one was there.

"W...who a..are y..ou?" I asked while shutting it because I was scared, not scared, but terrified.

"I am not gonna tell you now, but you will see in the future. By the way, your choice is really good." Again that voice said, please, someone save me.

I start running towards the door in the hope of finding my dad, but...

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That door closed automatically, and I knew there was no electronic system; this was a ghost.

Wow, now I am stuck in THE HAUNTED HOUSE.

"Don't even think about running away from this house because you can't now. You can't leave this house without my permission, you can't live in this house without my permission, you can't even breathe without my permission. UNDERSTAND," he shouted at the end of the sentence.

Now I am restless. I am feeling very scared I will faint any time. Dad, where are you? I am gonna faint. My head feels very light, I feel dizzy, and then after 2 sec, everything is blank.

I fainted.

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-SOMEONE'S POV-

When I first time saw him, I knew he was mine, only mine. No one else could touch him, and I had not even seen him for more than 10 seconds.

Well, for you, your father made a big mistake when he bought this house, but for me, my father-in-law did a great job because if he hadn't bought MY HOUSE, then I wouldn't have been able to meet you, my bunny.

Then I saw him again. He was finding something; maybe he was finding room for himself. Let's see which room he will choose well his choice is very good he chose the most beautiful room.

Suddenly I wanted to talk to him, so I did, but he looked terrified, and I liked it because I like it when people get scared of me.

After a few words, he started running towards the door; this action made me angry. What did he think? Huh, he can run away from me. Then no he can't. He has to understand that he is mine so I say a few things which will make him realize that he can't do anything without my permission.

"Don't even think about running away from this house because you can't now. You can't leave this house without my permission. You can't live in this house without my permission. You can't even breathe without my permission. UNDERSTAND," I said.

But after a few seconds, he became unconscious. Maybe I scared him too much, but did I care? NO.