I bid goodbye to the wave of people infront of me before heading to the backstage.
Another successful fanmeeting. Tiring yet fulfilling.
As I lay down my portable bed, the memory of the guy or should I say "fan" that I met earlier, lingers in my head. He wasn't any ordinary fan. This isn't the first time that I saw him. He is to be found everywhere I go. He had been there all the time. Mallshows, fanmeetings, concerts, even a regular day at the mall.
I thought that he may be an avid fan of mine but a part of me says that his aura screams danger. Especially awhile ago when I signed his album, though his face is covered with his mask and hoodie, I can feel his soul piercing eyes gazing at me.I held on the black box that my "fan" gave me a while ago at my fanmeeting.
flashback
I patted the head of my cutie fan as he bid goodbye to me. I reached my hand to sign the album of the fan next in line.
I smiled to him as I sign his album.
He gave me a beautiful black box. I held his hands as I thanked him. I was about to let go when he move his lips to my ears and whispered
"You're welcome, My love" As soon as he said those, he proceed leaving me dumbfounded. His words and hot breathe sent shivers down to my spine.
But I managed to shrug it off and continue signing albums.end of flashback
I was about to open the when my phone rang.
It was from an unknown number. I hesitantly picked it up. This call might be important, right?"Hello?" I started.
"how are you, my love?"
" May I know who this is? and please stop fucking calling me 'love'." I have a bad feeling about this caller.
"What an attitude you got there, love. And you don't remember me anymore? I'm hurt love?" He faked a sad tone before laughing like the demon I sense he is.
"Please just tell me who you are or I'll end this call"
" You'll find out soon." And before the call even ended, darkness enveloped me.
I woke up in an unfamiliar room. A figure of a man is standing before me.
I must say that he isn't that tall for a man.
" My love is awake"
" Who are you?! Why'd you took me here?! I hate you!" he lowered himself in eye level. he looks so charming and innocent but his personality is the opposite.
"Slow down my love. I am Jimin, Park Jimin but it'll be better if you'd call me 'love' . I took you here because this will be your new home. And sweety, I prefer an I love you instead."
" Take me home! I hate it here!" The next thing I know is that he slapped me. He slapped me so hard that the corner of my lips bleed.
He licked my cheeks, removing the blood at the corner of my lips.I tried to move my face away from his but he just gripped my chin. He kissed me harshly on my lips.
"mphhmm" I was beginning to loose air. Luckily, he pulled away.
" You'll be staying here for as long as you live! You will be with me and we will live as husband and wife." he said sternly.
" What about my family?! My career?!"
" I will be your family together with our children. To hell with your fvcking career! Do you actually think that I like the idea of you treating those sh*ts nicely?! No! I hate it when you talk to them, interact with them or even look at them! Because of them you hardly notice me! I was your fan since the beginning. But you never knew me because of your supporters! But now I have you all to my self. Now, you finally noticed me"
He kissed me again with dominance.
What have I done to deserve this? Will someone please save me from this psycho?
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