Tears started to flow out of my eyes as I reached for my phone. I looked for Taehyung's number and called it. Yoongi was still trying to hid the pain and I told him it would be okay.
"How are you Sky?" Taehyung's deep voice answered.
"It's Yoongi, he's been stabbed!." I said between sobs.
Taehyung's breathing was fast and shallow, like he was hyperventilating.
"We're by oak winnow lake." I said quickly.
Taehyung hung up and I went over to Yoongi's side, the necklace and note beside him. He giggled. I looked at him confused and he pulled me in close to kiss me passionately once more. For perhaps even the last time.
I was crying so hard just trying to hold him awake that I didn't notice how much time had passed. Taehyung and J-hope were beside me trying to get Yoongi up. He was about to pass out, the blood loss was tremendous. I grabbed the necklace and note and stuffed them in my pocket. Jimin ran to my side and softly hugged me and wiped my mascara stained tears that had dropped down my cheeks. Everything was going great, yeah sure Yoongi was acting weird but everything was great. I closed my eyes for a minute and when I open them he's bleeding the fuck out. What was this stupid sick game someone was playing with the boys and I? Why was I their target? Why had they tried to kill Yoongi? I was mad and upset and I let go of Jimin's warm embrace and almost immediately regretting it. When I pulled away everything became cold, and all sense of sight and hearing were diabled. I staggered a bit before a chill ran up my spine and I ran. Tears blurring my sight, and the faint echoes of Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook, and Namjoon's shouts for me to come back was all I could sense. But I kept running. I didn't even know where I was going. I was just running. Running away from what just happened, running away from everyone I started to care about, running away from me and something I had potentially caused. And most of all, running away from one of the most magical moments of my life. I tripped over something and fell to the ground with a thud. My sight came back and I noticed I tripped on a large tree root and fell onto the pavement, my entire leg scratched up and bloody. I dusted myself off and continued walking. I realized where I was, and it wasn't too far from my house. When I reached my driveway, I noticed a note again left on my porch.
"That was a close call princess, you better be careful with your men next time." - GTS
I folded the note and opened the door quickly, and behind me I locked it and ran up to my room. I put my stuff down and ran a bath.
I was stressed, scared, and just wanted to forget, forget, forget.
I undressed, feeling numb, and sat down in the tub. I was too afraid to close my eyes so I kept them level with the ceiling. When it felt like I was sitting in utter silence for years, I decided to just get up and go to sleep. I had no appetite after witnessing what I just witnessed and just wanted to sleep. I put on my towel and opened the bathroom door. When I walked into my room I almost screamed. Taehyung was sitting shirtless on my bed staring into the mirror. His hands had dried blood on them and his expression was unreadable. He noticed my shocked expression and he mumbled an apology and went into the bathroom to scrub his hands. I didn't bother getting dressed, he wasn't going to leave. He came back, with he same expression, but clean hands. He layed down on one side of the bed and I snuggled up to him, still in my towel. He wrapped his arms around me and sobbed.
"Do you mind if I stay the night?" He asked desperately as he wiped his face.
"I was planning on going to sleep now if thats okay." I said turning to look at his face.
He smiled and took off his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers and me in my towel.
I pulled the bedsheets up and Taehyung once again put his arms around me, opening my towel slowly.
"Tae-" I started but he kissed me.
"I'm sorry." he stammered, and I turned around to face him.
My innocence was starting to crumble because of these boys.
