7 + 1 Talents ♪ KTH

Chapter 32 / Sasaeng

Taehyungs POV

The cold sweat that was beading on my forehead was slowly making it's way down my face. I rushed outside of the building, looking for the SUV. To my relief it wasn't parked differently than before. Since all of us had copies of the car key I jumped into the drivers seat and buckled up.

I am sorry law, but I font care about your damn speed limits right now.

I drove out of the parking lot and stomped onto the gas petal, making the engine growl.

Nearly passing different vehicles in front me I abused practically all laws about driving. Suddenly, my phone rang. I picked up the call over the car speaker. "Where the fuck are you Taehyung- ssi? And where is Seoyeon? Did you two ran off?"

I huffed out in frustration when I heard the tone of Yoongis pissed voice. "I wish. Somebody got her."

I almost went deaf when he yelled through the phone. "THE FUCK YOU SAYING?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS GONE?! HOW CAN YOU BE SO CHILL ABOUT THIS?!?!"

"I am not. I guessed some sasaeng kidnapped her. I am on my way to the address they scribbled down on some piece of paper in her dressing room." I really wasn't chill. My hands shook, and I was on the verge of losing my sanity due to the thought of Seoyeon being hurt.

"TELL ME THE ADDRESS WE ARE ON OUR WAY."

I gave him the address and he hang up the phone. I assumed he would call the police and get staff to bring him there, but I texted him to not call the police. This would probably make things worse than they already are.

I threw my phone into the seat beside me and raced down the road, almost crashing into a car that took a wrong turn.

My destination was about 10 minites from the building, but every second of it was torture to me. My knees began to feel weak, and I had a very hard time to keep control over the brakes.

At the address I didn't really park the car, just set it onto the side of the road and jumped out, running for my dear life.

And especially hers.

It was an old warehouse, but looked rather made up. It didn't look nearly as old as you would think it would.

I sprinted towards the door, but it was locked as I attempted to open it. I went to kick it open, but that stupid door wouldn't give up.

Terrified for Seoyeon I ran around the building, finding a back door. This one was locked too, but I was able to kick it open.

Inside the lights were dim and it was cold, but I could make out a figure on the ground, tied up to two metal rings on the ground.

"SEOYEON?!"

"Taehyung oppa!"

I ran up to her, ignoring the squeaky voice completely. My eyes had finall, adjusted to the lighting and I could make out her features. She was beat up, different bruises marking every inch of her petite face. Her eyes were closed, and there was no sign that she would wake up soon.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER?!"

"Oppa! Don't worry, she will be alright. She's just unconcious, nothing too bad."

I cringed as the unfamiliar voice came from directly behind me. I jolted up, finding a short figure standing in the shadows, so I couldn't make out their face. But from the voice I could tell I was dealing with a woman.

"ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!"

The woman sighed and audibly pouted. The hair on the back of my neck stood up just hearing that. "Come out, we both know you can't hide."

"But Taehyung oppa! Why are you so tense? Don't you want to see your future wife and mother of your children?"

"What the hell are you saying?!"

The shadow figure shifted and out stepped she. To be honest, she looked better when I didn't see her. She had claw like nails, at least 3 inches long ones on each finger. Her hair was dyed platin blonde, her make up was way overdone. The eyeliner went to almost reach her ear, and the fake lashes she wore looked like bushes. She was disgusting.

Her outfit was made from all brand clothes and her heels clicked as she strutted towards me. She swayed her hips out on purpose, it looked ridiculous. I didn't even try to hide the disgust that was written all over my face.

"Oppa! Why did you chose her? I can love you way better! She is just a dogebag, and so ugly! You should date somebody that can keep up with you! Somebody like me."

"Shut your dirty trap!" I kneeled down beside Seoyeon and took her head in my hand. The moment i did so I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I hissed and turned around, finding that bitch with a bunch of blades in her hand, and to my shock one of them stuck where the burning pain started to kick in. The hot blood ran down my back, it was almost unbearable.

"Oppa, I am sorry, but you have to listen to me!"

Through the pain I carefully put Seoyeon back onto the cold hard ground and stumbled up, the stinging sensation in my shoulder stretching over my arm and neck.

I turned towards the crazy fan and looked at her coldly, not letting the pain affecting my expression, but it was a challenge to do so.

"What do you want?"

A sick smile now played on her overdrawn red lips and she put the other blades into a small belt like halter that was wrapped around her thigh.

"I want you! Oh, and the rest of Bangtan."

"Excuse me?!"

"You know you want me too oppa!"

She tried to sound seductive, but I felt nothing. The sound of her heels echoed through the empty building as she moved closer to me. I didn't flinch, I wouldn't leave Seyeons side. Hwayoung I think was her name only stopped a few feet in front of me.

"Forget her, and take me instead. She is useless anyways."

And that was enough to cross the line. I lunged foreward and grabbed her by her neck, lifting her off her feet without much effort.

She groaned at the sudden lack of oxygen. Her tiny hands wrapped around mine in attempt to loosen my grip, but I only squeezed her neck harder.

"You will never meet her standards, you are purely disgusting. You could never make me feel the same as I feel for her. And the most important thing: if I ever see you hurt her again, I will personally kill you and even openly commit it to the police. I will make it clear to evrybody out there: Min Seoyeon is the only one for me. And if you won't understand that you are pathetic, utterly pathetic."

Now tears welled in her eyes, but I didn't bother to release my grip. She was too evil.

"T-Tae... don't-"

Surprise rushed through me as Seoyeon weakily spoke up. I eventually released a very drained Hwayoung who immediatly started to cough violently and dashed to my grilfriends side. By now she somehow managed to kind of sit up, her bruised face twisted in pain. The chains around her wrists however didn't let her do more than that.

I took her in my arms, just relieved she wasn't dead. Just then the front door was kicked in.

"HANDS UP!"