Wings (Yoongi)

3

My phone started buzzing and I left to take the call. "I'll be back Maggie." I say before stepping outside. I answer the call, from an unknown number at that. "Hello?"

There was no answer. I heard static and light breathing. "Hello? Who is this?" I ask. I still didn't get an answer. I was becoming frustrated with this, what ever this was. "Is this some kind of joke?"

The same consistent silence continued. As I was about to hang up I heard a loud tire screech and a black truck speed towards me. It was coming directly at me, it wasn't slowing down.

I ran into the alley and the truck followed me. What the hell!? I sprinted until I reached a dead end where the truck stopped in front of me. The diver door open and a man in a black mask and black clothes stepped up marching towards me. "Get away who are you!?" I screamed loudly. "Help!"

The guy walked closer and I took this chance to dash towards the way I came from. I need to get back to Maggie and we need to call the police or something. I heard the truck start again and the screeching tire sound. "Shit!" I said still running almost out of breath.

I heard the truck stop and the sounds of feet running towards me. "What the hell is your problem?! Leave me alone!" I screamed before a felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and everything went black.

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"Erg..." I slowly opened my eyes. "Wha..." I groaned as I blinked away my blurry vision. I squinted my eyes and tried to rub them, I couldn't. I couldn't move my arms. My eyes went wide and I began freaking out. "Huh? What? What's going on?"

I looked around and was in a unfamiliar room, my hands were tied behind my back and I was sitting a chair. "Help me!" I screamed trying to flare my arms and body to get free. "Help me!"

There were footsteps heard out side of the door and the door handle turned and slowly opened. Oh no, who is it? Did I just summon my kidnapper? I didn't know how to feel...scared?

When the door finally opened a young guy walked in. He had bright red hair, looked built, and mad looking eyebrows. He looked a bit taller than Yoongi. Yoongi...where is he? Is Maggie okay?

The red hair guy walked closer to me. He pulled over a chair and sat I'm front of me. "Wow, you really are something else."

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want?" I glared at him tears forming I'm my eyes.

He rolled his eyes. "Why is it always questions with you?"

"Who the fuck are you!?" I screamed in his face.

He narrowed his eyes at me and stood up. "Someone who you're going to get to know well." he put the chair back and left the room, slamming the door behind him.

What did he mean by that? "Let me out!" I screamed. I wasn't going to cry, I didn't want to show any weakness. Where was Yoongi? Do the y even know I'm missing? How long have I been gone? Is Maggie okay?

I heard a familiar buzz from a table across the room. My phone. I tried standing up but I couldn't. I tried scooting the chair but I couldn't. I looked around the room for anything to help me.

I spotted a small pocket knife a few feet away from me. If I could just get there, I can get free from this. I tried the best I could to scoot to the knife. Eventually I got there then fell, still attached to the chair. With all my strength I rolled the chair over and grabbed the knife in my hand.

I was sweating like crazy, especially my hands. I opened it and cut through the duct tape that was constricting my wrists. I finally cut it off and pushed myself off of the floor. I stood up and put the knife in my pocket. I looked out the window and seen it was starting to get dark outside. Shit! Yoongi should be back at the hotel soon and he will see that I'm gone. Will he come look for me?

I ran to my phone and seen the battery light flashing. My phone was at 2%. I quickly unlocked my phone and called Yoongi. He quickly picked up. "Where are you?" I could hear his panicking.

My phone started beeping. "Help!" the phone shut off and it finally died. Fuck! Obviously he is worried but how is he suppose to find me if I don't even know where the hell I am...

The foot steps appeared at the door again and the handle turned. I gripped onto the small knife in my pocket. The door flew open and another young guy with brown hair walked in. He looked around and stopped when he seen me.

I was shaking in fear. "Who are you? What do you guys want with me?" I spoke out.

The guy looked at me wide eyed and then quickly left. I ran to the door and heard yelling coming from the other side. "You have a person locked in there!" I heard a voice.

The familiar voice of the red head spoke up. "I know it's Yoongis girlfriend."

"You kidnapped her?" the other responded.

"How else are we supposed to get the money?" the red head replied.

Money? Am I a part of some kind of trade deal or something? Is this something Yoongi did? Dammit!

*Yoongi POV*

"What do you mean your money!?" I screamed through the phone. "You don't deserve shit!"

The red head boy chuckled over the phone. "I want it tomorrow or she dies."

Anger was boiling through my bones. "I can't give it to you tomorrow." I was panicking.

"Then I guess you'll have to find another toy then..." he grinned through the phone.

"You wouldn't lay a finger on her!" I screamed in the phone. "If you do then I'll kill you!"

He started chuckling through the phone. "I already kidnapped her, there isn't anything I wouldn't do to that pretty thing."

My arms were shaking from anger and fear. "Don't you dare hurt her." I gritted my teeth.

"Then the money tomorrow or I'll send you her wedding finger." he smirked through the phone before hanging up.

I squeezed the phone in my hand tightly. "God dammit!" I screamed punching my bed. How the fuck am I suppose to get 10 million dollars in a day? I'm so fucked. "FUCK!"

I take a deep breath in and call Taehyung.

"Hello?"

I grabbed my jacket and keys. "I need your help."