The Disguised Psychopath {Fake Nerd 2}

{Chapter 43} The Disguised Psychopath

"Ouch." You hissed, opening your eyes only to be met by blinding lights. "Shhh." Taehyung muttured, wrapping a bandage like cloth around your ankle. You were staring at your ankle in horror when you heard a bark, your head snapped to the side to throw a deadly glare at Yeontan, who was looking back at you with innocent doe eyes as if he wasn't the cause of your injury.

"Did you try to stab me in the neck?" Taehyung asked still busy treating your wound. You tilted your head to the side to see if your attempt at stabbing him was a sucess but you were met with deception as you saw that his shoulder was slightly bleeding.

Fuck...I missed.

You thought, rolling your eyes back. "No." You simply answered. Taehyung hummed as a reply. "Taehyung...listen I really don't know why you are doing this but-" Before you could even finish, Taehyung started murmuring barely comprehensible word. He didn't even raise his head to look at you nor did he bother speaking louder.

"What?" You questioned confused by what he was saying and also his behaviour. Taehyung finally looked up at you and said "I will explain everything." You stared back at him, waiting for his next words but he seemed more distracted by your wounded ankle. Adjusting your position, you slightly moved away from him before speaking again. "Explain?" Taehyung stared at you with wide eyes but mouth completely sealed. "I am waiting." You said, starting to get creeped out by his mysterious behaviour. "I will." He replied. His change in behaviour instantly made you think that something is wrong.

"Are you hiding something?" You asked, causing him to get up. "I'll go prepare lunch." He said, walking away from the bed but almost tripping on the rug on his way out. As soon as he stepped out of the room, your head shot at the big window on the side. Bouncing off the bed, you sighed in relief at the feeling of your wrist being free from the ropes you had earlier.

You quickly but carefully ran to the window, opening it you looked down expecting to find bushes or a dumpster to cushion your fall but what your gaze fell on was much worse. Five bear traps layed open on the ground, waiting to cushion your fall. You gulped, thinking about what would have happend if you had jumped without looking down.

"I can't take a risk again." You mumured, looking down at your neatly bandaged ankle. "Woof!" Yeontan barked, tilting his head to the side while staring at you. "This! This is your fault." You said, pointing down to Yeontan and then to your ankle. Yeontan whimpered, causing you to immidiately soften up. "Fine, I forgive you...It doesn't even hurt that much." You gently pat him on the head before making your to the door.
"Please be open." You whispered with a hopeful tone, twisting the door knob.

Miraculously, the door opened, causing you to let out a loud gasp. Seeing that the coast was clear, you immidiately ran out, heading straight to the front door but abrutly stopped when Taehyung called out your name. "Lunch is almost ready and front door is locked." He said without glancing up while pouring a broth from a cooking pot into a ceramic bowl.

You looked at the apron he was wearing, realizing it was the same one that he wore back at the hotel in busan. "This apron-" You muttured, walking towards him to get a better look at the apron. Taehyung looked at your action in confusion as he was expecting you to run away again and not approach him but he quickly understood you words. "Ah the apron! I took it from our suite." Taehyung casually took the two filled up ceramic bowl, bringing it to the living room while you followed him.

"H-how did you do that?" You asked, growing suspecious of something. Taehyung placed the two ceramic bowl on the coffee table before walking back to the kitchen. "Well, Namjoon owns the hotel so, I just took it." Taehyung said, taking off his pink apron and throwing it onto the kitchen counter. "Wait...before leaving I had a drink at the hotel." You whispered loud enough for him to hear. Taehyung smile widen as he let out a chuckle. "I put your pills in it." He said, feeling proud of his plan.

If the hotel staff was on his side...
Does that mean Jimin-

Your thought cane to a stop when Taehyung spoke again. "No, Jimin is new to the work so he doesn't know shit." Weirdly, you felt a little relieved that at least someone wasn't on his side but a little creeped out at how he immidiately knew what you were thinking about.

"Do you like chicken noodle soup?" Taehyung asked, leaning against the kitchen counter. "I-I'm not hungry." You mumured, backing away from him. Taehyung quickly reached out to hold your hand. "You haven't eaten since last night." He said, pulling you with him as he walked to the living room.

"I don't wa-" Taehyung forcefully, pushed you onto the sofa, causing to you bounce back up. "Eat then I will explain everything." He said, sitting down onto the couch beside you with a slight smirk forming on his face as he knew that you had no other choice. At that same moment, your stomatch decided to let out the loudest growl. Too hungry to be mad or scared, you sat on the couch and grabbed one of the ceramic bowl that rested on the coffee table. You hesitantly brought it up to your nose to take a sniff just in case he had put the pills in it again.

You took in the exquisite smell of the soup before glancing at him. "There are no pills in it." He shook his head side to side. Grabbing the chopsticks, you took the most micrscopic bite ever. "Is it good?" Taehyung asked, not bothering to wait for you to swallow. You didn't reply back and instead continued to silently slurp your food. "I'll take that as a yes." Taehyung grinned before attacking his food.

Tae-ho is Taehyung.
Taehyung is V.
V, the killer who has been killing people for years now is the man that the old Y/N fell for in the past.

What the heck is wrong with me?

You thought, glancing at him.

I mean as Tae-ho he was an angel.
Did the old Y/N even know that he was a murderer before falling him?

"Do you want to take a shower?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at you while glancing down at your outfit which had now been on you for two days straight. "Yes." You simply replied.

I need to find a way out.

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