7 + 1 Talents ♪ KTH

Chapter 20 / Thunder

Seoyeons POV

Shortly after I had calmed down Taehyung went back to his room, leaving me by myself in the living room. The envilope still was laying on the floor since it accidently had slipped out of my grasp when I got scared away from the window.

I was a bit suspicious about the letter that might hide inside, though I still took it with me.

I locked myself into my room and sat down on my bed, the envilope slightly making a noice cause I fidgeted it in my hands.

I bit my lower lip before carefully opening it.

As expected there hid a letter inside, so far it did not look off. I slid in out the envilope and unfolded it.

And there were indeed letters. They contrasted very much, the bold black letters on the sheer white paper.

I put on my glasses.

Min Seoyeon

I don't care if you are Suga's sister. You will pay for taking mine and a lot of other people's bias away from us. V isn't yours.

He will never.

Take this as a final warning.

Next time won't end well-

I squished the paper together, unwillingly. My hands were shaking to much.

What was all this?

Did somebody want me dead?

I shivered and the letter fell from my hands. My breathe hitched. I could not take this any longer.

I ran out of my room and downstairs. I did not bother to put on my shoes and just ran out of the mansion.

The rain was pouring, so I was soaked on an instant, but I couldn't care less that moment.

Somebody was after me.

That post.

I got my phone out of my pocket with shaking hands, almost dropping it in process.

Iseul had texted me again. There were even more posts about my privat life from the past weeks. That person still uploaded pictures of what had happened in my privat life.

Of course people knew who I was by now, but that went too far. Way too far.

I put my phone away, staring at the dark sky and blinking away the raindrops that I got into my eyes.

I could hear thunder, shortly after a bright light shot across the sky.

A lightning.

I was afraid of thunderstorms, but today I did not pay it attention. I eventually stopped a few houses downtown, sitting down on the sidewalk. The stone under me was icy, the rain was also cooling me down and tomorrow I'd probably have caught a cold, though a cold wasn't nearly as bad as my mental condition right now.

The tears began to flow again, the salty drops mixing up with the rain.

I covered my eyes with my wet hands, trying to sooth out the pain in my eyes that came with the tears.

I heard an engine somewhere near by before a bright light entered my already blurred vision. The engine went quiet, then I heard footsteps.

They were making a splashing sound because of the water on the street.

Someone called my name. A familiar voice.

Then Yoongi hugged me tightly.

I hadn't really noticed his presence, only his embrace and his worried voice that sounded faint in my ears.

I leaned against his chest, my sobbs getting more aggressiv. He clinged to my tight, not letting a chance for me to get away.

My head got heavy, my hair was soaked and glued to my head, neck and forehead.

Yoongi slowly forced me up with him, taking care of me so I would not trip or something. He placed me in a car seat, I guessed it was the van since there were very worried whispers behind and around me.

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I woke up in my room.

How the hell did I get here?

I only remembered being in the van, wet and shivering from the rain, but now I was laying in my bed, dressed in fresh clothes and surprisingly warm.

I sat up and looked around. At the foot of my bed there sat my brother, fast asleep. That kitty must have been here for hours.

I took a look at the watch.

It was shortly after midnight.

I stood up and softly nudged him, waking him up and sending him to his room. But of course I made sure he didn't fall asleep on the way.

I carefully closed his door behind me and walked down the hallway. When I came across Taehyung's room, I thought about knocking.

Would he let me in?

Even though he calmed me down a few hours ago, he still didn't really talk to me again. He still kept his distance from me.

Though I needed to know what I had done. This just could not be it.

I brought my hand up to knock, tapping against the wood quietly.

To my surprise it almost instantly flew open and I was dragged inside, the door behind me fell in it's lock with a loud noice.

He was holding me by my wrist, his stare was intense. I got frozen at my place when he took me in his embrace.

And there I could feel his inner feelings.

His regret, his worry, everything. That one hug told me everything he had felt since he distanced himself from me wherever he could.

I heard quiet sobbs against the crock of my neck. He was crying.

Kim Taehyung was crying honestly.

My arms snaked up to his back, holding him tight. His arms around my waist tightened too. And he let it all out. He cried it all out.

I did not say anything and just tried to calm him with my presence. After a while there weren't any more fresh tears, and his breathe steadied again. He lifted up his face and I cupped it with my hands, carefully brushing away the last salty droplets.

He swallowed hard. After a sniff he raised his shaky voice.

"I am so sorry."