Hobi's Pov:
As I was talking to yoongi, my high school friend whom I meet after ages, someone threw a small chit kind of thing towards me interrupting my conversation. I picked it up from the ground, "sad you left her alone" it said, as I read what was written, my eyes widened. y/n. She was the one who flashed in my mind after I read it. "shit shit" i mumbled as i excused myself and ran towards the bar counter. She was not there. I could feel myself panicking as the tears I've been holding back flowed down. I tried asking the bartender about it but he wasnt sure about where she went.
End of hobi's pov
~Time skip~
Your eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar place and a weird sort of smell. You couldn't think of anything when you realized that you had been kidnapped. You sat up straight and observed the surrounding, it was dark and had some broken chairs, tables and cardboard boxes. It looked like an old basement.
You tried to move but couldn't and that's when you realized you had been tied up with chains, "what in the fucking Wattpad world is this?", you though as you kept wiggling to get your hands off the chain but then someone barged in causing you to flinch. As you turned to see that person, it was that same man, the one who kidnapped and next to him was the bartender.
"WHO TF ARE YOU? HUH?" you yell, as you heard that man scoff. He stepped towards you as you tried backing off but couldn't due to the wall. You squint your eyes to recognize him but failed as it was dark. He stepped closer invading your personal space and held your chin as he leaned in closer, "you forget me so soon.... petal? "he whispered the last word into your ear causing your brain to ring...'petal?' you thought, 'no way, how is he even alive?' you panic as bead of sweat forms on your forehead."tch tch, my petal's sweating? i scared you huh?" he sounded like a lunatic who was desperate to kill you. "Get away from" you stuttered but managed to say the thing you wanted to say. "I won't let you go easily, i found you after a lot of hard work and efforts", he slowly stepped back towards the door, but as he was about to exit, he looked at you over his shoulder and smirked, "suffer" he said and shut the door close as he walked away.
You lrt the tears roll down as you stared at the door.~flashback~
Y/N POV14 years ago, when I was 10 years old, my biological dad, me and my mom lived a happy life....only until I were 10. Soon after that things took a huge turn, my dad abusive as ever, he would simply think my mom was having an affair behind his back, he would ill treat her day and night. Not only her but I was also a victim, he didn't leave me in peace either. He would come home drunk almost everyday and torture me. Neither me nor my mom knew the reason behind his abnormal behavior. I cried and begged on my knees to him to stop all this and be a loving dad to me and a good husband to my mom but guess he didn't wanna hear my words.
Everyday was living hell, I couldn't ask for help either. One day, he returned home and looked furious about something. He hit my mom and dragged her into the basement and shut her in. I could hear her cry and bang the door to open but i was helpless. He then came towards me and smashed the wine bottle on my head causing it to bleed, all i could to was scream and cry. But guess the basements door wasn't locked, my mom came and held me in her arms crying desperately, she picked me up in her arms and walked towards door as she took a glance at my dad chugging alcohol. She didn't care about him and rushed to the hospital with me and got me treated. After that my mom divorced him, despite the threat we received.
That's when my mom married my step dad, he was a nice man who knew how to take care of us and treat us right. Until he too turned like my dad, it scared me but he never laid his fingers on me.And that guy who called me 'petal' was my biological dad, i thought he died after the divorce because i heard that he got into a huge fight with few gangsters in the area
End of y/n pov
~end of flashback~'So was he the one who killed ny step dad?' A question arised in your mind.
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