Kidnapped (A Yoonmin Fanfic)

Chapter Four

The last person in the picture,

was me.
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I was surprised, to say the least. While Taehyung had continued to walk down the hallway, I stood in my exact spot, confused.

Tae had stopped walking and turned back to face me right as I was reaching up for the picture.

"No!" He yelled. I flinched and whipped my head back to look at him. "Don't touch the picture. I already told you not to touch anything, what makes you think that the picture is an exception?" Taehyung grabbed my right wrist and dragged me away, and brought me closer to the bathroom.

"Tae... you're hurting me," I mumbled as his grip grew tighter. He didn't respond as he continued around the corner, his face looking much stricter than it had when we first met,

Supposedly first met.

"Tae," I pried. He didn't respond, he only dragged me along faster than I could keep up. "Taehyung!" I yelled, and he finally slowed to a stop. He turned to face me with an irritated look on his face. "What's going on, Tae? Why am I in that picture?" There were so many more questions that I wanted to ask, but I figured they could wait.

Taehyung sighed. "Yoongi, trust me. This'll all be cleared up soon, okay? This isn't my story to tell."

I ripped my wrist from his grasp and scoffed at him. "You say that it's not your story to tell, yet you OBVIOUSLY know what the story is. Why not just get it out of the way? Save some time?"

"Didn't you say you needed to use the bathroom? It's two doors down," Taehyung quickly evaded the subject and pushed me to the door. "Go now, relieve yourself. I'll be waiting around the corner."

I glared back at him as I entered the bathroom and closed the door, locking it. I promptly looked around and sat on top of the sink.

One thing I had realized while I stayed at the "Hostage Inn" was that Jimin hadn't taken my cell phone from me. I dug through my pocket and pulled out the single thing I needed most at this point in time.

I tried turning it on, only to realize that the battery was drained. "Damn it," I mumbled to myself. This is probably why Jimin hadn't stripped me of my possessions.

I quickly used the bathroom and washed my hands, trying not to spike any suspicions with Taehyung. I looked around once more, making sure that I wasn't leaving anything behind.

I exited the bathroom, making sure to close the door behind me, and walked around the corner to meet Taehyung.

"Taking your sweet old time, aren't you?" Taehyung spoke sarcastically. I scoffed and started my way down the hall.

"What happened to the cheerful Taehyung that I knew for about 10 minutes? Where'd he go?"

"That cheerful Taehyung left when you reached for that picture. Now come on, I need to get you back before Jimin comes home. He won't be happy if he finds out that we left the ro-" Taehyung was cut short by the sound of a car door slamming.

I looked at Tae in alarm and we both stood in shock for a short moment before sprinting down the hall to my room of captivity.

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That was probably a horrible place to leave off but wow it's been almost a year since I've updated please don't kill me!! I've decided that I'm going to somehow keep this story going, even if the updates are crappy and 1 million years apart. I WILL FINISH THIS JUST WATCH ME!! On an ending note, I hope that you at least somewhat enjoyed this. I spent about 30 minutes ㅋㅋ