We love A.R.M.Y. ( A BTS fanfiction)

Run, Run, Run!

-After the Meet & Greet /  after the concert- 

Leaigh P.O.V. 

I left the gray building, to face the star filled sky that floated above me.  My heart was still pumping so  hard.  I just meet my idols, my saviors.  I pulled my phone out of my jean pocket, checking the time.  Hmmm, only 8,  that's really early, why is it already dark? Times zones or something, right?  I shrugged, and pulled my ear phones out of my other pocket, and plugged them into my phone.  I started to play my music, as I walked to my little apartment.  

"Whatever they say, I'm here for my music . . . . ."  I whispered along to the lyrics of one of my favorite songs.  We On, by BTS,  I just love the song so much that I started to sway my hips with music, while I walked.  I closed my eyes for a second, trying to take in as much of the song as I could.  Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.  My eyes snapped open.  I looked forward but no one was there.  I stared at the street in front of me,  'I don't remember this place' I thought to myself. Quickly that thought was erased from my head, when I was spun around by the hand that rested on me from earlier.  

I stared at the man in front of me.  More like he loomed over me,  tattoos laced all the way up his arms, and on his neck.  His dark eyes stared straight into mine, almost like they were trying to force me to be scared, but let's be honest, it's actually not that hard.  

Just look at the situation I'm in right now,  it's late out,  and some big man, has a firm grip on my shoulders, not allowing me to move, plus I have no idea what street I'm on, or where I am to be exact.  Wouldn't you be the least bit terrified?  

"Hey!"  The gruff man exclaimed, pulling me out of my thoughts, "  whatcha doin out here little girl?"  His voice sounded grimey, and it sent shivers down my spine.  I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but was quickly stopped when his fingers dug in deeper.  

"Looks like someone is a little eager to leave,"  a voice popped up from behind him, I moved my head to the side to see a group of guys seated in front of an entrance of an alleyway.  " What's the matter, you don't want to play with us?"  The other man asked mockingly.  What is wrong with me? If I was back in America, I would have already kicked him in the crotch and ran as fast as I could, but something in my brain was telling me to stay still. I just stood there silently as they carried on amongst themselves.  Until something caught my attention- 

" just look at her face, she's a foreigner, i bet she would sell for a lot,  she's tall and thinnish,"  

Aww hell naw, I am not getting sold, getting passed around like some pervy  play-thing.  I looked down at the man's hand that still settled on my shoulder,  his grip had lightened up.  NOW!  My brain suddenly screamed startling me to take action.  I quickly grabbed his hand off of me,  and placed it between my teeth, biting until I tasted blood.  He screamed out in pain,  and grabbed his injured hand with his still functioning one, giving me my chance to run.  I turned on my heels, running as fast as I could to god-knows-where.   The rest of them chased after me, trying to catch up.  Some of them actually made it pretty close, but then I would turn sharply to the left, losing them.  I lost sight of them and crouched near the edge of a wall and behind what I would assume was a family S.U.V.  I clutched my heart,  now it was racing for a totally different reason.  Tears fell from my face in realization that I could've been killed,  sold,  or raped by those men, also my lungs were aching and seizing.  I'm not even supposed to be running this fast, my doctor told me when I was young that my heart was very weak, and I had to take supplements to even be able to live.  But who listens to doctors at a time like this. I attempted to dry my eyes with my sleeves,  and that only cleared my vision, but I still felt the salt water nestled at the edge of my eyes.  

  I looked around at the rows of houses in this neighborhood.  Where am I?  I carefully stalked around the corner trying to be as ninja like as possible.  I stood in front of a gate of a house.  I looked up at the stairs leading up to the front door.  Do you think they would shelter me, from crazy people?  Maybe, but No need to think about that now, I'm pretty sure I'm sa- 

" Where did she disappear to!"  A voice shouted from a few houses away.  I saw as the man from earlier was gripping his hand as came from behind the corner.  He kicked a trash can,  hard,  making it go flying across the home-owner's lawn.  I squeaked in fear and looked back up at the front door,  well I guess I'm going to have to start meeting new people.  I quickly jumped the fence/gate thingy, hopping over it with ease,  sometimes my long legs come in handy.  I race up the front steps,  skipping 2 at a time, and banged on the door as hard as I could.  I waited for a second,  then banged in urgency once again.  This time the door opened,  a tall man standing in the way.  Except he wasn't intimidating,  I didn't get a good look at his face as I raced inside,  tears blurred my vision as I pushed past him and made my way to what I hoped was the couch.  I quickly ran behind it,  and pulled my legs in close,  trying to hold in the tears.  

Quietly I sniffled,  hearing the footsteps from the other side of the couch,  a lot of them.  I looked up to meet eyes, with a Korean man.  I wiped my eyes again,  and looked back up . . . Rap Monster?!

I jumped up, placing my face against his chest, my hands went to hug him. I started to ball my eyes out, chocking on my words on how much I was happy to see him, them.  He was so startled, and in fact stepped back a little from my touch.  I could tell he was uncomfortable, by the way his hands shook, as he patted my back.  

He looked at his members and they just shrugged.  They didn't know what to do, and neither did he.  I quickly pulled back releasing him, as soon as my heart calmed down.  I wiped my tears on my sleeve, and faced Rap Monster. 

"I-I'm s-sorry,"  I hiccuped out in the best Korean I could manage, "I-I  . . . . . . "  I wanted to explain, but the tears started to form again.  Jin rushed past the rest of them moving a confused Rap Mon out of the way.  He pulled me in for a hug,  rubbing my back, his touch reminded me of my mother,  and brought more tears.  I could really use my mom right now.  "UMMA!"  I cried out, falling onto my knees,  face buried in my hands.  Jin fell with me, still hugging and petting my hair trying to calm me down.  

"Shhhh, " he whispered into my hair.  He turned to his members,  " Don't just stand there,  Jimin go get a blanket,  Suga go make some tea,  V and JungKook come here."  He instructed.  They did as they were told.  V and JungKook helped me off the floor, and onto the couch as Rap Mon followed them.  Jin sat next to me petting my hair.  The others surrounded me,  trying to console me in a big hug.  Jimin returned with the blanket, and handed it to Jin,  who carefully wrapped it around my now shaking body.  Suga finished the tea and handed it to me,  I hiccuped, and took it from him.  

"Thank you,"  I whispered against the edge of the cup, as I brought it up to my lips.  The warm tea calmed me down a little,  and I began to breath normally again.  Suga, J-Hope, and Jimin sat on the floor in front of me, and to be honest I felt a little suffocated.  I looked around the living room,  trying to take it all in.  My eyes shot to the kitchen that was just opened to anyone, to the coffee table dirtied with my notes.  So they've already read them, good.  I turned to my left and there sat a very concerned mother-Jin.  

"Are you okay?" He spoke softly, tip toeing around me with his voice.  I nodded. 

"I am now, thank you," my voice still shaky, but stronger than before.  I bowed as much as I could, with the cup still in my hands.  He took the cup from my fingers and placed it on the side table next to V, who sat behind him.  

" What happened to you?"  Jung kook asked, his voice sounded concerned, but also very curious.  

"Well I-I  . . .I was almost abducted."  I chocked out, holding back the tears that came with the memory of the man's breath in my face.  I'm not that much of a cry baby, I was just very shocked.  They gasped,  well Jin did, the rest of them sat with wide eyes.  Jin pulled me in for  a tight hug.