(T)
"How was your life before?"
"Normal!"
"Isn't it better that way? you can keep the sane person in you alive?"
"No, because then I'd always be living a life that does not belong to me."
(I)
"I didn't save you I just happened to be there."
(V)
"Ba...
Next few days ended up in this shabby motel, Taehyung saw Irene, or should he address her with this new name, Viola, coming in, dressing his wound, feeding him and then stalking outside the window whole night.
He didn't saw her sleep though, she was always on the watch.
In spite of finding her presence troublesome, Taehyung tried to risk in some questions but they were always dodged off by using phrases such as "it's a long story", or "I'll tell you when the time is right."
It bugged him a lot.
One day, he woke up to a sound of loud slam from door. Viola seemed in panic, she was in the middle of talking with someone over phone and throwing few things inside a black carry bag.
"Are you going somewhere." he asked, sitting straight.
She was about to answer, but paused.
"Yes. but..." she took a bottle out of her pocket.
"It's a pain killer, drink it."
Taehyung detected the detachment, and honestly, he was not on terms of trusting her.
When he didn't take the subject, Viola threw the bag down.
"Either drink this or..." she took her gun out. "...I'll hit you on the head like last time."
When she was about to take another step ahead, the latter took the bottle in his hold.
"I'll drink it." he stated, lisping the bottle close to his mouth.
Viola rushed to look out of the window, finding a group of men talking to the motel owner.
"Quick!" she exclaimed.
Once she turned back to face him, Taehyung knocked her head with the bag.
She fell down hitting her face on table. A curse escaped past her mouth.
Taehyung gave her a quick glance before rushing to the door, he knew his uncle would have sent someone to look for him. He would never abandon him like this.
When he tried to pull in the knob, it remained unshifted, and all the other tries turned vain.
He panicked and strolled to the window so he could shout for help, but Viola was already standing there prepared.
She was not smiling like she usually does, somehow it discouraged the latter. A lot.
"You've pissed me off." she muttered, tracing her finger on forehead finding streak of blood.
"She is going to kill me now" was all Taehyung could think off.
As soon as Viola stepped up, he opened the bottle and chugged down the liquid within one go.
A bitter taste bellowed down his throat, making him a bit nauseous. He grabbed the near wall falling down gradually.
Her face came close to his sight, a bit blurry. He thought she might shoot him now and that it would be less painful, instead her expression seemed as if she was disappointed.
"Lesson no. 2... whenever you are escaping, make sure to have a plan B." was what she uttered, before getting him up.
Taehyung could feel his feet moving, she was taking him somewhere; however, his mind felt heavy, as if he had 10 bottles of tequila. From his sensation, he felt himself getting inside a car. He could neither focus on anything, nor keep track of the journey.
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