Across The Fear

3. Lingering Nightmares

Y/N's Perspectives

I woke up with a little tingling sensation in the back of my head. 'Shit', I mumbled. He's not gonna spare me, not this time.
It's going to be a long day.

She saw Namjoon sleeping on the couch. She took a pillow and a blanket and covered him and carefully putting the pillow under his head.

"I'm sorry Joon. I'm trying, really hard to get a hold of myself. But those nightmares, they still haunt me. Just because of me, you have lost your freedom. Just because of my weak self, you're unable to enjoy your life, your dreams.

You and your family did way too much for me.

Sleep well. Tomorrow is a new day for us."

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Someone In The Middle Of The Night

'No please, I won't tell anyone. Please spare me. Let me go', saying that, she tried to run away. She turned around only to get hit on her head with a heavy metal. Both the men chained her up. The woman with them was watching everything but with no intentions of helping the girl. Both the men kept playing with the poor soul's dignity. Her screams and pleadings were completely ignored by them. All they cared for was about their pleasure and satisfaction.

For literally five days they torched the young lady, destroying the innocence and sanity of the poor soul.
All she could do was to beg them.
But they didn't have any plans to hear her.

'****...., save me please' were the last words she mumbled before passing out.

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In The University

My palms were completely sweating. It's been a year since I stepped into the University.

Namjoon wrapped his left arm around my shoulder pulling me close to him and gave me his assuring smile with its complimentary cute dimples.

We reached the Dean's chamber as per instructed by Namjoon's dad. His parents being the largest share holders in the University, gained us huge benefit. Even the schedule we got were exactly same. Sadly, I wasn't in the position to complain. We were escorted by our homeroom teacher into our respective class as all the teachers were strictly warned about any type of physical contact with me.

'Here Goes Nothing' I mumbled entering the class.

We both introduced ourselves when a boy in this his 20s asked loudly 'Beautiful lady, do you've a boyfriend? '.

Y/N : "I'm afraid that's sort of private" I smiled.

Boy : "Why ?" He whined.

NJ : "Because I trust you love your bones very much" he said with a hint of anger laced in his voice.
Sensing the direction of the conversation, the professor interrupted.

Namjoon wrapped up his arm around my shoulder pulling me to our seats in the back. 'Wow, what a comeback. Good luck to me' I thought taking the seat beside him.

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Haphephobia

It's a term used for fear of touch.
Depends upon a person's personal experience. Sometimes it is related to specific gender.
Sometimes it can be anyone and everyone.

We will get to know why this has been discussed beforehand in the next update.
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