The Fake Sasaeng ~ RM Fanfiction ~

Chapter 12

I walk in the forest. My white dress is getting dry by the grass. There are flowers of every color at my hair I look at the sky. So light and sunny. Bugs, butterflies and birds allover the place. A blue butterfly sits at my nose blocking my sight. She looks so beautiful. I laugh. She gets scared and leaves. And then.... And then I see him. Standing tall and handsome. His pink hair is covering his forehead. His bright smile makes my heart skip a beat. His shirt is so white that even snow would be jealous. He comes closer. Butterflies start coming from behind him. His fingers touch my fingers making me shiver. But when I look at his hands they look different. His nails are black and he looks white. I lift my head to see his face. It starts to turn into something else. His eyes are getting darker and at the ends there are all black. He puts up a creepy smile. His clothes start to have red marks like they arebleeding. The scenery starts to get dark. The sky goes black and there are no more butterflies. He grads my waist violently and I start to scream but nothing comes out of my mouth. He turns me around and closes my mouth with his hand. His pink hair is turning white and he whispers in my ear with a creepy tone as he starts touching me everywhere with his other hand: " You are into my trap now, Pink Sasaeng."

I wake up with tears in my eyes.
"Namjoon...." I say out of breath. His dark face still hunting my mind, but it was just a dream. I look around and I see where I am.
I am at his place I have to leave before he finds me. I don't know what time is it exactly, my phone is dead. As I take his sweater off I feel already empty. His sense left my body so quickly.
I start putting my clothes on. My shirt is still wet. I look at the sweater. I have nothing else to wear. The sweater is black with a hoody and it is pretty big on me. But either way I wear it. I leave my t-shirt here. I don't know way but I want him to remember that moment. He can do whatever he want with it. As I put the hoody on I take my bag and leave this place. I also leave their phones there, hopefully they don't use them. I trust Namjoon.
I get out of the building from where we came from. I hope no one saw me as I left their place. I take a taxi. I know where I have to go now.

As I get in the Hidden Office someone attacks me from behind and holds my hands.
"It is me, Kevin." the person says.
"Asshole" I say as I kick him at the feet.
"Ya! Calm down I have a plan." he continuous
"Yeah great plan traitor" I spit to him as he leads me to somewhere.
"Please trust me I talked with the detective. Is this sweater one of mine?" he says as he looks what I am wearing.
"No. How can I trust you?" I reply to him.
"You don't have to. Your an agent you will find out the truth on your own." he finally say as we get in the Queen B's office.
There she is. Stand in her all glory. I hate her more than before. When I saw the boys disgust in their faces I hated my self. The cold looks that Namjoon gave me when he looked at me, of what I have become. I wanted his kiss so bad that I made excuses.....or maybe I didn't? The dream still playing in my head. His kiss still all over me. His soft lips placed against mine. They he pulled me closer to him. The feeling of him on me. His wet hair......
No I have to came back to the real world.
The two guys that are her bodyguards toke me from Kevin and placed me down at the floor.
"Out" she says at Kevin and he goes.
When the door closes she comes out from her desk. She lifts my head with her shoe.
"So Rap Monster, huh?" she tells me with a cocky smile on her stupid face.
"I don't know what are you talking about." I reply to her coldly.
"Oh really? May this will clean your mind." she says as she hits me with her shoe on my face. "Now let's start from the beginning. What were you doing with my boy at this kind of cafeteria?"
With my boy. He isn't a thing so you can buy him. He is a human being. And also hers? Millions girls around the world desire him, like me.
"That wasn't me" I finally say. Blood is dripping at one of the corners of my mouth.
"Still lying, girl? You know the power that I have." she comes closer to me "I can make it look like an accident" . I look at her face. She is a psycho, now I am sure of that. Her creepy smile looks like ... Namjoon?...
No no no she is the one that hunted my dream.
"So I see that you don't want to talk. Let me start then." her creepy smile never leaving her face as she goes back to her desk. The bodyguards lift me up to look at her better.
"You saw Namjoon, I know that I saw pictures. Your face was so bright. You never had that face when you talked about Jin Oppa."
She shows me a picture. It is me zoomed from a corner out of the cafe. I look so happy indeed. My eyes are hooked at his facial expression. He smiled then. I smile like an idiot in front of Lu because I remember his sweat smile that came out of nowhere and caught off guard.
"You think that is a joke? You fucking bitch! How bare you saw him without permission !? Before me !? I love him more than you! You are nothing! What he would like you ?! Your not even that beautiful! What do you have that I don't?!"she says out of her lugs.
"Brain. And I also use it a lot more." I rely to her. I couldn't shut my mouth. She is crazy.
"YOU!!!" she says as she jumps of her desk and raping her hands around my neck. I could see the cut. There have been rumors of her cutting her self but the person is not here to tell us if is true and will have the opportunity. I see the cut. She has written nothing else than his name : Kim Nam Joon
I love watching her like this. Crazy. She is not strong at all.
"Oh and something else, I kissed him." the kiss came out of my mouth out of nowhere. I shouldn't have said that. Not only for me but also for Namjoon. No one can know. But the crazy look on her face makes want to destroy her. Never let her touch him.
She doesn't talk maybe she doesn't believe me at all. I would believe my self if that happened. But then I can feel her nails into my flesh, making me feel pain. I leave a sound. No one can actually find out like what is sounds. I can feel the bodyguards holding my hands tighter and then a hand goes to my hair to pull my head behind.
All of a sudden the door slams open.

"The files are here." Kevin says.