Mr. Arrogant [Book 3] | Kim Taehyung (re-published) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 18

"NO! GO AWAY!!!" I shouted as my eyes flew wide open. I quickly sat up as the image of a man kept flashing in my head.

"Are you okay?" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned my head around to see taehyung looking at me, concerned.

"......yeah....." I lied.

"Nightmare?" He asked, detecting my lie.

I nodded, slightly. Then, I looked at Taehyung who sighed heavily.

"Let's go back to sleep," he said. Taehyung pulled the blanket back over him as he laid down, again.

"Mm." Was the only thing I can say.

I laid back down, on the bed and tried closing my eyes. A few minutes had passed but I was still awake. Even though, my eyes are closed, I was still wide awake.

I rolled from left to right. I could feel taehyung's peaceful breathing as he slept. Then, I decided to just get up from bed since it's already 3:12 am. Quietly, I pulled my blanket off from me and stood up from the bed.

Next, I slowly tip toed across the room and to the door. I crept down the stairs and turned on the lights in the kitchen. At first, I didn't know what to do next. But then, the next thing I knew, I was already making coffee for myself.

I sighed. After I finished making the coffee, I brought it with me to the dining room as I sat down the chair. I sipped in my coffee, then grabbed my phone and started tapping on the screen.

But as I turned my phone on, there was 3 missed calls. My phone must be silent since I didn't hear any ringtones. Then, I checked the phone number. It was unknown.

I raised an eyebrow, confused. Who would call me?

Thinking, should I call this number back or no. But then, I realized, I'm too afraid to call so I just texted the number.

'Sorry. I didn't get to answer your call but who is this?'

I texted on my phone. Then, I clicked the send button, and placed down my phone.

Again, I took a sip from my coffee. As I placed down the mug, a text came in. I checked my phone and started reading the message.

'No, it's okay.' It read. 'Plus, it's not that important.'

I was confused. Then, why would he/she call me if it's not even important.

I texted back. 'Yah, is this a prank?' I sent it.

It took a few minutes more after a new message was sent back. I quickly started reading the message and as I read it, my eyes widened in shock.

'You're smart, aren't you? Then, why don't you try guessing who am I? Huh?!..........................Ms. Kim Hyejin?'

Oh My Gosh! What the fuck?! How did this guy know my name? Is he someone I know? A stalker?! .........no........

Then, I started typing. 'Who the hell are you?! Are you a stalker?' I sent it.

I typed another text. 'Identify yourself or I'll report you!' Sent.

I waited and waited but he/she didn't text back, again. So, I decided to block the number and I really did, quickly but efficiently.  Almost an hour had passed but I'm still bothered with the whole text thing. And the rest of the time, the only thing I did was watch TV. Since, I've got nothing to do. Plus, Taehyung and Taeho are still asleep.

But for the next 2 more hours of waiting, Taehyung finally got up. He appeared walking down the stairs, wearing his crumpled Pj's, messy hair and just-woke-up face.

"Morning," he murmured, softly while rubbing the back of his hair.

"Good morning," I replied. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything will do," he said, sitting down the couch beside me. "Coffee?"

"Okay, I'll make you one." I said, standing up. "Wait, please?"

But as I was just about to walk to the kitchen, taehyung suddenly grabbed my hand. I turned around with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I asked.

He pulled me back down on the couch then suddenly wrapped his arms around me. "Do it later, will you?" He buried his face onto me. "Breakfast can wait."

I rolled my eyes. "Alright," I grinned, sarcastically.

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"Finally!"  I said, sniffing the fresh air around me. "Fresh air."

Stretching my arms while I closed my eyes, taking advantage of the moment to sniff the not so cold air. Slowly, blinking my eyes open, I placed my hands on the stroller's handle then, carefully pushing it as I walked in a medium pace. Inside the stroller was Taeho who was looking around with curious eyes as if it was his first time seeing the outside world.

It was Friday afternoon and I decided to take a walk. Since no one was present at home to take care of Taeho, I brought him along. Plus, it's good for him since he needs Vitamin D and fresh air.

Arriving at the nearest park from our house, I sat down on a chair and made the stroller's front facing me. Taeho was holding onto his pacifier, with his little hands while his eyes were looking directly to my face.

"Is there something on my face, taeho?" I said, holding both of his chubby but small arms. 

He laughed so cutely that I couldn't help it but smile so widely, my lips could rip apart. Then, I released my hold onto his small arms and leaned back on the chair. My eyes gazed around at the park, curiously as if it was my first time being there. 

But then, as my eyes shifted from left to right, something completely caught my whole attention. It was a man, wearing casual clothes but his face was covered with his hoodie. He was playing with a little boy around 3-4 years old. 

I stared. They just completely caught my eye. And as if feeling my stares, the man turned around and looked at me. Familiar. He's so familiar. A grin came across his face and that was when I realized that he was the man that I bumped into, in front of the convenience store yesterday.

I turned my head around, avoiding the creepy stares and smiles he was giving me. Thirty seconds later, I looked up again to see that the man and the little boy had disappeared. 

I gave out a big heavy sigh of relief. Then, I looked back at Taeho who was now sound asleep. 

After a couple more minutes, I finally decided to go home. But as I stood up from the bench, the ringtone of my phone suddenly filled the air. Quickly, I took my phone out from my pocket. Looking at the number, it was once again unkown. I got startled and thought that this caller might be the stalker in the text from this morning.

The number from this morning and the phone number I am looking at now is completely different. Maybe, it wasn't that stalker after all. 

I was about to accept the call but I was too late. After a few seconds, instead of a call, it was a text that came in. As fast as I can, I quickly started reading the text.

'Hello, again.' It says.

What? Again? 

Then, a new text came in. 

'You should enjoy every second of the rest of your life happily. Because soon, everything will change. And I bet...........you wouldn't like it.'

What? Every second of your life?