The Tiny Flowers in the Garden {BTS FF}

'Y' and His Friends

Sleeping was the most difficult thing, I felt watched. It was so uncomfortable but it just made me nervous overall. It was even more restless than the night before. The feeling that I was safe still lingered although I was nervous.

About 4 in the morning is when I woke up, I swore the note was a figment of my imagination, it couldn't have been real.

You did touch it....actually held it.

I sat up in bed, running fingers through my now tangled hair, which caused the most deadly groan leave my lips. What type of luck was this. The best that ever existed. You looked down to you covers and froze once more.

The lilies....why are they on my bed.

I licked my suddenly dry lips and picked up three lilies, one I barely remembered from last night. It was the one left with the note, by someone named 'Y' I couldn't help but shiver from that experience as I started to get up from bed. I quickly made a beeline to my bed and grabbed it before seeing I had nothing. No messages, no texts, not even a text from Baek-Cheon. A frown formed on my lips as I then heard something.

"Good morning Y/N!"

Gulp.

It's ghosts. Your grandma was a witch. That's why they know her.

I then teared up, memories of her. They all hurt so much but I wanted to keep them, hold them close to me as close as possible. But for now the unison of voices I heard out in the living room. I quickly once again grabbed the knife and froze seeing there was a piece of paper.

The note...pick it up. Do it don't be a punk bitch.

Shakily, I reached out my hand and grabbed it, lifting up the paper so I can look at the print left. Only for there to be nothing on the paper, just the strong lily scent from before. I felt crazy, beyond crazy for that matter and I couldn't help but worry. This couldn't be a joke or prank.

But the kitchen, I needed to go in there. I started to walk about the bathroom and held out the knife in front of me at all times, my stance as if I would stab at any moment. The shivers going through my body made it seem as if I was a rattle getting shaken by a very angry baby. As I got closer to the kitchen I knew the sun was slowly but surely rising.

Maybe they'll leave like ghost, during the day

That was a stupid thought to even think, but it wasn't as if I didn't think that true even before then. The shadows items naturally gave me to deal with caused a shiver to go through me again. With a click of my tongue I entered the kitchen and there was nothing there which gave me a sense of security before I then turned around and saw a figure laying on the couch, only shoes were visible from this view.

I couldn't help but smirk as I placed the knife down and slowly approached the figure, being light on the feet before I went to look over the couch. Only for the figure to diappear, the whiff of lilies filling my nostrils.

"What the fuck!," I screamed out loud in frustration before hearing movement in the kitchen. This was making me nervous for my own sanity.

"Don't be so stressed...relax..god you're so fucking annoying."

I felt my teeth grind against eachother hearing this, now I was annoyed. This had to be a sick joke of some sort, had to be at this point. I might as well play along.