Addictive | k.th au

Chapter 17

"How did you get in my house?"

There's a voice that sounds angry. It's stirring you from your sleep when you hear another voice accompany it. "Why are you in my house?"

Your eyes flutter open and in your groggy state, you can make out two figures before you. Sleep is finally washing away and you realize that it's two adults in front of you. Wait. Adults?! You jerk up and gasp. Are they Taehyung's parents?!

"How did you get in my house?" The woman repeats, her gaze is set into an angry glare.

"L-Listen," You scramble to stand up and your breathing is irregular. "P-Please help me. T-Taehyung did this to me."

Both of them glance at each other, dumbfounded by your words. I mean, does anyone really expect their own child to kidnap people and hold them hostage? The man speaks first. "You're saying Taehyung kidnapped you?"

You nodded. "Yes, please, help me get out of here." At this point, your eyes are tearing up. "I don't know why he did this!" You cried out.

You should have ran right then and there.

You failed to notice the sneaking shadow behind them.

A resounding whack echoed across the room and the woman crumpled to the ground. The man whirled around to see Taehyung there holding a baseball bat. You freely let your tears come through as you let out a small scream.

"Taehyung! What the fuck are you doing?!" The man snapped. He was tense and searched with his hands for a weapon of his own.

Taehyung frowned at him. "You discovered Y/N. Do you think you can make a promise?"

"You hit your own mother!" He screamed and revealed his own weapon which was an old lamp. One of his hands tried to find its way through his pockets but came up with nothing. "Shit, I left my phone downstairs."

"Can you keep a promise?" Taehyung repeated.

The man glared. "You fucking kidnapped someone! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Taehyung looked pissed. Then his eyes flickered towards you. A smile appeared on his face. "You're finally showing some emotion, Y/N!"

It made you cry even harder since what the fuck?

"Y/N," The man softly said. You warily looked over to him. "Please get out of here. I'm so sorry." You could see he was apologetic. In all honesty, you would have chosen to hold on the belief that your child didn't do anything wrong.

"Don't say that!" Taehyung yelled out. "She's mine! I'm the only one who can see her like this!"

"The fuck is wrong with you?!" 

Your back is against the wall and your eyes are flickering between the two of them and the door. Your legs are shaking and you fear that they can't hold you up anymore. Like a small animal, you don't know what to do. It's when Taehyung takes a step towards you is when you bolt.

"Y/N!"

There's noise behind you and you don't dare to turn around. This is your only chance! You rush down the stairs, haphazardly pushing open the door so hard, it smacks against the wall with a loud noise.

Your breathing is irregular as you rush down the hallway. Down the steps you go, almost tripping on the last one in your haste. Call the authorities or run out the front door? It's when you hear something behind you that you take off for the front door. You fling it open and run.

Footsteps are quick behind you. You see the sidewalk before you and then something whacks into the back of your head. Momentarily, you fall to the ground. Rocks dig into your palms and knees. What the fuck did he throw at you?!

Your eyes catch sight of a clay pot broken into pieces. Still, you stand up and grab a large piece. You whip around, holding out the piece towards him. Taehyung has a cut on his cheek but otherwise looks fine. His eyes light up. "Ah, I thought your expression would be happy since I saved you... it's okay though, you've not been yourself lately."

No shit.

He takes a step to you and you scoot backwards. "D-Don't come any closer!"

He sighs. "Come on, Y/N. You're fine now."

"I'm not!" You snap. "Get away from me!" The tears have spilled over. The broken piece is digging into your palm. You can't even think of a safe way to stand up properly without him being there.

Taehyung pauses. "Get away from you? But Y/N, no. That's not funny to joke about."

"It's not a joke!" Your emotions are haywire and you're not thinking clearly. The words hidden within you are bubbling and come out. "This whole thing is not a joke! I want to get away from you! This is unnatural! I wish I never met you!"

He's staring at you. There's an indescribable expression on his face. "Y/N, did you not like me? Were those expressions not for me? I like them. I'm sorry but I'm addicted to you."

"No!" You scream at him. Isn't anybody home right now next door?! Why can't anybody hear you scream?! You don't really have an answer besides "no". Everything feels like a dream right now. Cautiously, you keep staring at him while he looks deep in thought. Your legs push you to stand and you do so on wobbly legs.

Right now, your mind is screaming at you to run. And so you do so.

Taehyung shouts your name but you run forward. You feel an object hit you in the back and you stumble a bit.

Then that's when you hear it.

You didn't realize you'd run so far ahead. Or where you stepped into the street.

The sound comes first of squealing tires. The sound of a horn beeps frantically.

You turn your head, seeing a white mass coming straight towards you. A panicked look is on the driver's face. Your body freezes.

Behind you, you can hear Taehyung shouting your name.

A sudden pressure of force knocks you a few feet back; your body crashing into the pavement, making a loud sound similar to a gunshot. You lay on the pavement, eyes staring up at the sky. Underneath your body, it feels warm...

A face eclipses your vision. "Y/N!" Taehyung is crying.

You wish that you can feel your face move into a disgusted expression. He's crying for you? Hah! Instead, you lay there, blankly looking at nothing.

There's another voice who is freaking out. "I-I'm so sorry! I called an ambulance already! You just ran out into the road!"

"Shut the fuck up." Taehyung's voice snaps. "I will kill you if you come near us. You hit Y/N!"

Your senses are slowly fading. You can barely make out Taehyung holding your hand. You want to rip your hand away but you don't have the energy to do so. At this point, you don't think you're going to make it either. Instead, you imagine that it's Seojoon's hand you're holding.

You do hope that you can see him once more.