VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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12 : 34 pm
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"Sit wherever-", he removed his jacket once we got into his vast apartment. The building itself located in the heart of rich folks. I pace around the living room - drinking in the black and white interior. From the walls to the furniture. I thought it was just his heart which was black.

With a sigh, I take a seat on the couch - eyes bouncing to the gym equipment at the far end. No wonder he was strong - he's been working out.

"Soda?", I glance up then drop my gaze to the held out cherry soda in his large hand. "Thanks", I take it. He strolled to the opposite couch , sitting down with a heavy sigh. Fingers popping open the soda as he tipped back his head and began gulp. It was good seeing him drink something other than whiskey. "Now that you've satisfied your appetite and thirst -", I say as he made eye contact. "Can you tell me why you're dragging me around?". He gave a nod , running his tongue across his lower lip. "I'd be lying if i said I knew -", he pressed his lips together. "I'm tired of fucking different girls. Someday I might end up with some fucked disease-", he said casually, sipping the soda again. I haven't yet opened mine. It remained between my hands. The ice can was oddly calming.

"So how is that my problem?", I furrow my brows. "Never said it was kitten. Let's just say , you caught my attention. That's the reason I've been craving you-", he placed the empty can aside , veiny hands resting on his manspread thighs. He looked like some vogue model. The lighting kissing his skin ,which glowed. Strands of hair gracing his forehead. "My boyfriend is your brother", I quit admiring him and remember kookie. "Respectfully, I don't care. Disrespectfully,  I don't give a fuck. I think we've established this already Anastasia". I bring up a hand , tucking my hair behind my ear. "Well , I give a fuck. I don't want anything or anyone coming between kook and I. What is your deal anyway? You aren't close with your brothers. How would I know if you're using me to get some sort of revenge on jungkook-", I frown and he scoffed.

"This isn't some cringe novel or shit movie", he countered. "I don't have anything against my idiot family. I just want to fuck with one girl", he stood. My eyes following his every movement. "I saw you. Liked your feisty attitude and decided that girl would be you -", before I blinked,  he was already standing before me. Hand underneath my chin,  forcing me to crane my neck. "I don't think you've got a choice to reject or accept- ", his voice low and threatening. "What If I say no -", I whisper. His lips curl into a half smirk. "Then simple - I'll spill your little double life to jungkook. You wouldn't want him calling you a prostitute. I already know how much you despise that word. Imagine those words leaving kookies mouth-", his fingertips gently scratching underneath my chin as if I were a dog.

"Trust me- I will ruin your good girl image in the blink of an eye. Why? Because I don't give a fuck". My heart began to claw at my chest. Why was this man such an asshole. He was using my greatest weakness as a weapon. Jungkook.  "I'm not a sex slave ,taehyung ", I push his hand away but he just sat next to me , arm stretched over the back rest. Our thighs brushing against each other. "No one said you were. I paid your debts and now you'll work for me-", I snap my head to face him. How could he sit there unbothered and unphased? "I did not ask you to do all that. I just wanted to borrow the 500 dollars ", I snap. "Let's not discuss money -", he rolled his eyes. "Why not? This is about money-", I frown .

"It isn't Anastasia. No strings attached. Just sex -", he shrugged. "No-", I shift to get to my feet but his hand forced me back onto my ass. "I said no strings. I don't give a fuck what you do with jungkook or at your so called lap dance job -", his hand draped around the back of my neck,  pulling me closer until his lips pressed against my ear. "All I care about is what we do in secret. No one has to know kitten. Just please me and I'll make sure all of your toxic traits is kept in the dark. Jungkook will never know you're truly a little bitch-", his hot breath fanned my skin which crawled with goosebumps.

The deal would have been great if it weren't sex involved.

I'd be cheating on jungkook. Things would just go right for taehyung. What about me? I'd be sitting with more guilt on my shoulders. I didn't need more burdens. It was too much for me to  carry around and pretend to be happy.

"Well?", he whispered as we make eye contact. I just stare back. I did not know what to say or do. I was stuck between a rock and hard place. He was asking too much of me. I drop my gaze to my knotted fingers. His hand still resting on the back of my neck. "Can I think about it?", I whisper. "What's to think about? ", he groaned. "Alot -", I lift my head. "I have alot to consider taehyung. I can't just jump into bed with you-", I nudge his hand away and get to my feet. "Who said we'd jump in bed? I'd fuck you right here ", his fingertips tapped the couch and I roll my eyes. "Just give me time -", I sigh.

He tilt his head, eyes on his drumming fingers. "I'll give you till midnight. No longer than that-", he stood , combing a hand through his hair. "Okay-", I whisper as he looked down at me. Height towering. "You will say yes", he cupped my cheek ,thumb stroking back and forth. "But we'll have it your way for now. Midnight-", he repeat and I nod. "May I use your restroom?", he gave a nod - dropping his hand. "It's around the corner", he point and head to the kitchen. I place down the soda and make my way to the bathroom. For an apartment- it was quite big. The restroom itself was almost half the size of my bedroom.

Closing the door, I place my hands on the basin , staring at myself in the large mirror. Brows knit and eyes pooled with tears. I do love jungkook. I do love the life we have together. He made me so happy. How could I ever repay him with sorrow for his kindness? He has loved me through my darkest tines. He may have not known about the darkness yet his light sent my demons back to hell.

Taehyung was overpowering that light. His darkness spreading through my once flourishing soul. The demons which were imprisoned had been set free again. All thanks to Satan himself.

I sniffle and dig around in my bag. I will not hurt jungkook. I will not destroy my good girl self for taehyungs dark twisted mind. He can go fuck himself. My shivering hand lift the tiny blade. Brows slouching and heart quickening at the sight. It's okay - this isn't the first time I've attempted to commit suicide.

The blade was cold against my wrist which pumped with blood. I could feel my heart beating in ears as I squeeze my eyes shut - pressing the tip into my flesh until it broke through my delicate skin. I flinch, dropping the blade and lifting my hand to examine my bleeding wrist. I swear it only took a few seconds before my vision began to blur out. The puke crawling up my throat as I weakly grip the door handle,  pulling it open and wobbling my way back into the living room. I crash into the walls - using it as support to make my way to him.

He needed to see that I wasn't afraid of death. I did not care to belong to the land of the living. They were all fucked up.

"Are you hungry?", his voice hazy.

"Hey? Are you hungry?", he came into my blur sight and for a moment I watch his face light up with a shocked expression. Ha! I got taehyung to show alittle emotion. "Anastasia-", his voice rang in my pounding head just before I hit the ground and everything went black.

The darkness had consumed me.