Dreadful Night ||Taehyung ff||(FT : JJK)

Chapter 5 : Trapped

A/n's POV:

"Y/N, I SAID STOP! YOU'RE GOING TO HURT HIM!" Lisa screamed, her voice trembling with panic. But Y/N wasn't listening. Her laughter echoed eerily across the garden as she shouted,

"JIMIN, COME ON, ENJOY! YOU WANTED TO PLAY, RIGHT? WHAT HAPPENED? ENJOY!"

Jimin's face had gone pale, his body barely hanging on as the swing shot higher and higher. His eyes were wide with terror, his voice hoarse from screaming. He looked like he was about to pass out, his knuckles white as he gripped the chains.

Jungkook, lounging casually with his phone in hand, chuckled. "Oh come on, Let them have fun!" he called out, barely glancing up from his screen. His voice was dripping with amusement, as if the chaos unfolding before him was nothing but a game.

Taehyung sprinted towards them, his breath caught in his chest as he took in the sight of Y/N, her manic laughter ringing out, and Jimin, on the verge of collapse. He skidded to a halt, staring at her in disbelief.

"Y/N, STOP!" His voice cut through the air, filled with desperation.

Jungkook stood up, his smirk widening. He mimicked Taehyung's tone mockingly, "Y/N, STOP! COME ON, IT'S ENOUGH!" He strolled towards them, eyes glinting with dark amusement.

Y/N seemed to hesitate, her laughter faltering as she slowed down the swing. Taehyung rushed forward, grabbing the chains to stop it completely.

Jimin practically fell into his arms, his body shaking as he collapsed, barely able to stand.

Suddenly, Jimin's body convulsed, and he vomited violently, his face red and eyes bloodshot. Y/N's eyes widened in horror, her mind finally catching up to what she had done.

Tears welled up as she rushed towards him, her voice trembling. "J-Jimin, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I-I-"

Lisa cut her off with a glare that could burn through steel, her face twisted with rage. She didn't speak but the fury in her eyes stopped Y/N in her tracks.

Wrapping Jimin's arm around her shoulder, Lisa helped him inside, her anger palpable in the air.

Y/N stood frozen, her heart sinking deeper with each step Lisa took. Tears streamed down her cheeks, guilt clawing at her insides. She had hurt her brother-her baby brother-and the pain of that realization was unbearable.

Taehyung turned to her, his expression hard, disappointment etched in every line of his face. He grabbed her shoulders tightly, forcing her to look at him. "What's wrong with you, Y/N?" he demanded, his voice cold. "What do you think you were doing?"

"I-I don't know, he told me to-" she stammered, pointing weakly at Jungkook.

Jungkook cut her off smoothly, stepping forward with a wicked smirk. "Yeah, Y/N, that wasn't right. You shouldn't have done that. Say you're sorry."

Y/N stared at him in disbelief. His words twisted inside her like a knife. He was mocking her-playing her like a puppet, and she had danced to his tune without even realizing it.

But now, all he offered was a smirk, a devilish gleam in his eyes as he watched her suffer.

"S-sorry..." she whispered, her voice breaking.

Taehyung shook his head, stepping back from her. "You shouldn't say sorry to me. You owe that to your brother." His voice was filled with disappointment, and without another word, he turned and walked inside, leaving her standing alone in the garden.

A single tear rolled down Y/N's cheek as she watched him go. Her heart shattered at the sight of his back, the weight of her actions pressing down on her.

She had disappointed him-hurt the people she loved most-and she had no idea how to make it right.

As her eyes trailed back to Jungkook, she felt a chill run down her spine. He was standing there, smirking devilishly, watching her with that same twisted amusement as he chuckled at her puzzled look.

Slowly, he stretched his arms out wide, as if welcoming the darkness that loomed overhead.

The sky rumbled ominously, thunder echoing in the distance as the sun began to dip below the horizon. Jungkook looked up at the sky, his smirk deepening.

"Looks like time's running out," he whispered to himself, checking his watch and grinning even more.

Y/N's breath hitched. She felt trapped-caught in a web of control she hadn't even noticed until it was too late.

Jungkook was playing a dangerous game, and she was caught in the middle, powerless to stop him. The sun was setting, and with it, any hope of breaking free from his grasp seemed to fade into the darkening sky.

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