His Multiple Personality Disorder

Chapter 48

Next morning...

Y/n groaned and opened her eyes, rubbing them softly. She sat up yawning, her hand subconsciously reached out to feel the other figure, sleeping beside her.

Her hand slumped down, as she looked beside her finding no one, she sighed.

Her mind went back to the night, she felt giddy all over and her face went red when she found her wearing pyajamas.

She stood up and fortunately her back wasn't paining worse. She couldn't help but feel more happy to be treasured like that.

She went towards the restroom and freshened up herself.

After a while when she come out, she frowned since Taehyung was nowhere. She sighed and got herself a hair dryer, drying her wet hairs.

Her gaze soon went down, in the corner where dustbin was kept. Her eyes widened comically, as she looked at the discarded packets of condoms.

'I should throw them out, because if anyone of his alters will see it then.. but what if Van--'

"Glad you're already awake! I don't know why my head is splitting with pain"

She flinched badly and turned back. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Princess.. did I scare you?"
He was about to walk towards her, when Y/n yelled loudly, blocking the dustbin.

Y/n: "NO!"

He startled.
"Anything's wrong? Are you okay, sweetheart?"

She smiled tightly and walked up to him, and touched his forehead. He got confused.

Vante: "What are you checking?"

Y/n: "Oh! Me? I--"

Vante: "Wait! What's that on your neck?"

'Rip y/n..'
She thought to herself.

Vante leaned in and touched her neck. His eyes darkened, they were spitting fire. Y/n trembled.

'I have to save myself.. y-you can do it y/n!"

Y/n: "D-don't you know?"
He glared back at her, making her back away in reflex.

Vante: "I know the fuck that is! It's a hickey!"
He growled.

Y/n: "V-vante--"

Vante: "How do you explain this, HUH?!"

Y/n couldn't help but tear up (crocodile tears) but her plan failed badly, when he held her arm, shoving her towards him.

Vante: "Your tears aren't explaining me the heck this is, just tell me y/n or-- or else I don't know what I'll be doing"
He gritted his teeth. He looked very mad, it was like he'll kill everyone.

And that made y/n more worried for her life.

Y/n: "V-Vante.. I-It's you, don't you remember?"

Vante: "What the heck?! I don't remember doing this!"
Y/n felt her confidence giving up. Her chest heaved but she covered her nervousness with a sad smile.

Y/n: "I-I told you.. that you'll not remember.. and see that's what happened."
She faked her sadness.

Vante had no change in expression.

Vante: "What are you talking about, y/n?"
He gritted his teeth, the teeth glazed with each other sending shivers down my spine.

Y/n: "Y-you were drunk l-last night.. a-and you did this, when I asked you that you'll forget, you said you'll remember it for a lifetime and w-went on biting me.."
She gulped, and looked down. Vante was silent.