Long Way To Love (Jungkook ff)

Chapter 2

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Third person p.o.v

After finishing your training, you arrived at the bus stand to wait for her bus. As you waited, your attention was drawn to an elderly woman struggling to navigate the bustling street. Despite the imminent arrival of your bus, you couldn't bear to see her in distress. Setting aside your own schedule, you stepped forward to assist her in safely crossing the road.

The old lady thanked you for helping her and walked away. But you lost your bus while helping her.

"Damn it," you muttered under your breath as the realization sank in. The last bus had slipped away, leaving you stranded. It was already 9:30 pm, and your apartment lay a half-hour walk ahead

 Suddenly, a car pulled over near you, and Joseph stepped out. "Joseph, What are you doing here?" you asked him being confused.

 "I was coming back from the grocery store and saw you standing here. Do you need a ride?" he offered.

 You couldn't deny his offer, especially since it was already dark outside and your apartment was far away. So, you accepted and got in the car with him. While Joseph punched in the air like he just hit a jackpot ''Yes''. He also got in the car.

''Do you want to listen to some music'' Joseph stated breaking the awkward silence in the car.

'Sure'', you responded. Joseph smiled and turned the radio on.

The ride was chaotic as when the music started playing Joseph started to sing along. He encouraged you to sing along with him too. Firstly you denied it hesitantly but ended up singing along as the song was your favorite. Laughter bubbled up in the car as you both enjoyed the journey so much while spending quality time together

Arriving in front of your apartment building you stepped out of the car muttering a small thanks to him for his help and yeah for enlightening your mood too.

 You started to go inside, but Joseph playfully said, "You forgot to thank me, beautiful." 

''But I just thanked you Joseph'' You frowned at his statement.

''You call it a thanks, omg Y/N you are no fun. shouldn't you give me something else too''.

 "And what is that?" you asked crossing your arms over your chest. 

"Shouldn't you kiss me too? Don't worry sweetheart, I won't mind if you kiss me on the cheeks instead of lips." Joseph said tapping his finger on his cheek.

''I just returned from my dojo classes do you want me to try them on you'' You smirked while Joseph gulped in fear at her statement.

''Oh no no I am ok with a little thanks, Bye Y/N'' Saying this he drove off while you chuckled seeing his behavior oblivious to a pair of bloodshot eyes that were looking at you in pure rage.

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Entering the elevator, you instinctively reached for the button marked "9". The weariness in your bones begged for the solace of a warm shower, the comfort of fragrant fried rice, and the blissful embrace of sleep.

As you reached the ninth floor, you stepped out of the elevator and made your way down the familiar corridor towards your apartment. Taking out your keys, you unlocked the door and prepared to enter. But just as you were about to step inside, a strange feeling washed over you—a sense that someone was watching.

You glanced around the hallway, but it appeared empty as usual. Yet, the feeling persisted, sending a shiver down your spine. 

''I think am imagining things," you murmured, shaking your head as you entered your apartment and closed the door behind you.

Feeling like someone's watching you wasn't new. It's been happening for a whole ten years now. But no matter what, you never managed to catch whoever it was. So, you started to wonder if maybe it was all just in your head.

Another thing, this stalker never did anything harmful. I mean, who spends a decade just watching without doing anything? It seemed pretty far-fetched. So, like always, you brushed it off and went about your business inside. 

 After freshening up and having your dinner, you plopped onto your bed. "What a tiring day," you mumbled, closing your eyes and drifting into dreamland.

Other side-

A figure loomed outside Y/N's apartment, obscured by a mask and hoodie. The moment Y/N entered, he swiftly dialed a number and whispered into his phone.

"Boss, she has arrived home."

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A girl's desperation produced a vivid picture of her quest for freedom as she struggled against the three men's vice-like grip. Her breaths were shallow and ragged as she struggled against the powerful force holding her in place, every muscle straining against the unyielding restraint. Tears streamed down her face, reflecting the storm in her heart as she struggled to escape the smothering grip that kept her prisoner. She was imprisoned in a heartbreaking struggle for survival despite her overwhelming desire for freedom. Her captors' strength looked unbeatable.

''PLEASE NO'' she shouted at the top of her lungs but it went deaf to the monsters who were busy holding her.

One of the men who appeared to be the boss of the three men came forward and covered her mouth with his palm muffling her scream in her throat. Her breath hitched when the boss held her neck so harshly that she felt like her soul leaving her body. He signaled three of his men to get out and they obeyed him like a dog.

Then he threw her petite body in the corner of the room. Before she could get up a hard slap landed on her cheek making her almost lose consciousness. The boss undressed her leaving her lower body completely naked and did the most unforgivable sin. Yes, he took advantage of her while she glanced with her painful eyes at someone who was standing near the door enjoying all of this with a smirk. The tears in her eyes were making her vision blurry and unable to see that person's face.

That cold-blooded jerk and the onlooker by the door mercilessly left the room after ruining her, showing no regret. In the meantime, the girl lay on the ground, staring up at the ceiling, with a single tear trailing down her cheek, a moving representation of the suffering she had gone through.

.Struggling, she managed to get up, slipping into her pants before leaving the room. She walked along the road like a dead person, her appearance drawing odd looks from people who thought she resembled a homeless person. Her hair was a mess, her face streaked with tears, and her clothes torn making her look like a complete zombie. But she paid no mind to the stares, simply continuing to walk aimlessly, lost in her own thoughts

She glanced at the road and saw a car coming at full speed. Without a second thought, she jumped in front of the car and 

*CRASH*................

Sorry if this part was dull. The next few chapters are all about Y/N because I need to describe Y/N's character perfectly. But stick around! and trust your author, it's going to be exciting.

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