Thank You - BTS Min Yoongi

Chapter 5

Y/N P.O.V

What is that Yoongi guy doing to me? What does he even want? I thought to myself while remembering what happened in class...

*I'll show you a lot more..*

Snap out of it Y/N! Pull yourself together! You're so not going to loose to him. If we wants to play that game. Fine, may the best person win. I smirk to myself. 

I reached my house and got my keys out to unlock the door. Huh? That's strange, Dad and step mom are out on a supposed 'date' yet why was the door not locked? I shrug to myself as I entered my house. I took my shoes off and went upstairs to go to my room.

 As soon as I finished changing out of my School Uniform to put my Pj's on I heard a noise coming from downstairs. What the... No way... Is it a robber? I grabbed the nearest thing near me and opened my door as silently as I can. I tip-toed downstairs feeling sweaty and anxious. I reached downstairs and took a deep breath. I opened the door which slightly creaked, loud enough to hear from the kitchen. SHOOT! DAMMIT DOOR! RUINED MY CHANCE OF SURVIVAL >.>

I heard footsteps closing in on me. I raised my tennis racket up (First thing I saw in my room that would be quite useful? xD) to prepare myself for any incoming assault. The footsteps stop. Huh? I was curious why it stopped and so I went to the kitchen to find out, not letting my guard down of course. I was gripping tight onto the racket with my hands, positioning it so it would be easy to swing it at its full potential.

"Hey Y/N!" 

"AHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I got scared when I heard the voice coming from behind me. It surprised me so much that I didn't have the time to  think but to react. I swung the racket in a 360 degree circle, hitting the person on the arm. I heard them groan in pain while they were trying to get their dead arm to work again. I turned around to see it was a guy wearing  a face mask. He used his arm to reach out for my body and instinctively I waved the racket multiple times while my eyes were closed. Each hit I would hear a 'OW' or 'UGH' or 'fuck and shit'.

After 5 hits or so, I open one of my eyes to see them lifelessly lying down on the ground. I was still holding my racket. I poked him on the sides to see if he was alive. He's not moving, good job Y/N you killed someone with a racket.

I decide to kneel down to unmask this person. Before taking the mask off I see his defined features. Long eyelashes and milky white skin. I took the mask off to see it was Yoongi. Min Yoongi.

I gawked at the sight of his body on the floor. OH GREAT WHAT DO I TELL HIM WHEN HE WAKES UP? OH YEAH YOU ENTERED MY HOUSE AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE A ROBBER TRYING TO ROB MY HOUSE AND KILL ME SO I DECIDED TO WHACK YOU WITH MY RACKET MULTIPLE TIMES UNTIL YOU LIE ON THE FLOOR LOOKING DEAD? Way to go Y/N You ruined your chance of freedom.

I sigh at myself. How stupid can you get Y/N? UGH it frustrates me so much that I did this to him! I put his arm around my shoulder to support him, I slowly got up and went upstairs. I used my foot to open the door as my hands were occupied carrying him and the racket. I place the racket against the wall and lie him down on my bed. I stare at him for a while until my phone rings. 

I pick my phone up to see it was from my dad and I accepted the call.

"Hello?" I answered

"Hello Sweetheart," He replied "Me and your step mom will come home in 2-3 days. I'm sorry we can't be with you Y/N. It's just that we want to spend some time together since we haven't done it in ages. You understand right?"