TRUMPET CREEPER | JEON JUNGKOOK

2.

“Please don’t touch me” the girl cried

“I BEG!” withdrawing her legs she screamed “DON’T COME NEAR ME” 

“F**king COME HERE AND STRIP B*TCH!” 

“Noo… please” she cried intensely while the man took off his belt.

“Ahhh!” she screamed when the man hit his belt on the floor repeatedly.

“STRIP, YOU SL*T”

“NOO…Ahh” she screamed again when the man grabbed her hair in his fist.

“DON’T…DON’T TOUCH ME!” she yelled

“SCREAM, YOU SL*T, SCREAM FOR ME” the man laughed.

“Don’t please… i beg” her energy was drained by now. And the man bit on her collarbone.

“AHHH” you screamed and bolted upright in bed, you gasped for air, your heart hammering in your chest as if it was trying to escape the confines of your ribcage. Sweat coated your forehead and your sheets clung to you like a second skin, drenched and uncomfortable.

For a moment, the lines between the nightmare and reality blurred, leaving you disoriented and shaken..your eyes darted around the dimly lit room, seeking familiar objects to ground you, to assure you that you were indeed awake. 

Taking deep, shaky breaths, you tried to calm your racing heart, reminding yourself that it was just a dream, a ghost from your past that had no power over you now. But the echoes of that old fear, that old pain, refused to face completely, leaving you restless and unsettled. 

“h*ck.. That dream again” you huffed loudly, placing your hand on your face and pressing your fingers on your temple as you were feeling a little pain there. 

I couldn’t sleep last night and then had this nightmare, again…  

You were completely consumed by your thoughts when you heard some bustling sound from outside. 

A frown appeared on your morning face and you looked at the closed door of your room then at the clock 

“It’s just 7, why is it so noisy out there?” you were completely confused because usually the mornings in this villa were quieter, and slower —

You usually start your day around 10 in the morning. After taking a shower you prefer to clean your room on your own. Although you have maids there, you sometimes like to make your bed by yourself.

—But today.. There was a whole lot of noise. 

You grabbed the satin black shrug and wore it before stepping out of your room. 

As you went out, you were stunned to see all the house helpers rushing here and there, cleaning the entire villa. The villa which usually remains silent and apart from 2-3 house helpers no one lives here, but today it felt as if you’ve entered someone else’s home. 

Your eyes were as wide as an ostrich's, scanning the entire place. 

A bunch of people were working, some were mopping the floor while others were arranging things. And those huge cartoons? 

What are they for?

I didn’t order them.

You inhaled deeply and the smell of delicious food which was prepared by the chef hit your nose. You clutched the sides of your satin shrug and pulled them in as a way of covering your body with it, so that those house helpers won’t see you half naked because you were in your night shorts and tank top. You crawled towards the hall with amusement on your face as this was the first time in three years you had witnessed such hustle and bustle, and the beauty of this villa.