"it's eight in the evening now. we should probably head back," i said, looking at my wrist watch.
"i'll walk you home then."
yoongi starts walking but i just stand there. im norma child. and he isn't my boyfriend or a close friend to be walking me home.
he looks back, realising i'm standing there.
"let's go," he speaks.
"you don't have to, don't worry. i can walk by myself," i furrow my eyebrows at him.
"fucking late in the night like this? not a chance," he laughs like i'm stupid. but now that he says that, i agree.
"i'll just ask my parents to pick me up," i say.
"let me," yoongi pushes on.
so i walk with him. i hate that he's right. it's dangerous and i do need him. but i could've asked my parents.
i have to admit, he is quite kind once you get to know him more.
gosh, i cant believe i just said that-
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we are quite near to my house. okay, i can leave him now. i think.
"i'm near my house now. you can go. thank for walking me home," i force a smile.
i point to a house not so far away to reassure him ill he okay and he nods. soon after, he starts to walk away.
i take a deep breath. i fucking need that.
to get to my house, there's a dark alley way which has old houses on the sides.
the pavements has lots of broken glass, ruined plants and mouldy food. fucking disgusting. no matter how many times i go through here, obviously straight after school, i will never get used to it. i gag a bit in my mouth.
it's quite scary seeing this alleyway at night. okay, maybe yoongi should've walked me the entire way. but what would my parents think if they accidentally see my with a boy?
i inhale and loudly sigh. i feel like i can't breathe. why am i so worried for. everything will be okay. either way, my legs and arms feel heavy. and my breaths are short and deep.
i see two men drinking, laughing and shouting words. but they stop, glancing over at me.
fuck, i feel so uncomfortable and disturbed. it sends shivers down my spine, making my neck twitch.
i walk faster, picking up my pace as i pass by them. but i can't fucking breathe at all and my heart is pounding.
i hear slow walking behind me and i catch a glimpse over my shoulder to find the two men getting closer to me.
i started to run, feeling petrified and frightened.
i fee a pair of cold hands grab both of my shoulders and turn me around, facing a guy who reeked of pure alcohol.
"hello, there. walking late at night all by yourself, huh? bold move, i like you," one of the drunk guys says with an evil grin, that makes my legs shake in fear.
he pushes me towards the brick wall, pinning my arms beside my head. i wince in pain due to the huge strength this man has over me. my throat is tight and i cant speak. i cant scream for help. what the fuck do i do?
the other guy offers me some alcohol and i try to refuse, nodding my head frantically. i try to wiggle out of his grip, but it's no use.
i force a dry breath down my throat.
"stop! help!" i scream.
"babygirl, there's no use. just play with us, okay," he laughs.
he puts the glass towards my lip and poured it over my mouth. it tastes horrible, making me spit it out towards his face.
"princess, don't provoke me," he growls, wiping his face with his hands.
the guy who had me pushed against the wall brought his face closer to mine. it smells so bad, it doesn't help the fact i can nearly breathe.
i try to push him away but his grip is way too strong for me.
"LET ME GO!" i shriek at the top of my stinging lungs.
he covers my mouth tight, my screams and breathing put to a halt. i feel fizzy and afraid. what is going to happen to me now?
admitting defeat, i close my eyes while hot tears drizzle down my cold cheeks.
i feel hot, cloudy air on my ear. i tighten my closed eyes.
he's breathing on my neck, taking in my smell. i feel so uncomfortable, i could throw up.
"hey, save some for me too," the other guy groans.
i whimper silently to myself, closing my eyes again. i don't want to be here. i feel sick and weak.
but all of a sudden, loud groaning of pain and punches fill my red ears. when i open my eyes, i'm shocked.
yoongi?!
the guy on the floor were about to get up when yoongi violently kicks his jaw with the tip of shoe. he were knocked out cold.
the other man throws a punch at yoongi's left eye. luckily, yoongi had no intention of showing any mercy for the man when he punched his stomach and kicked him to the floor using the knee of his leg. he too were also knocked out.
i feel my colour come back, my headache calming down.
i look at yoongi and his eye were throbbing. shit. this is all my fault. if only i let him walk me the entire way.
my eyes well up with tears at the sight of yoongi's bruised eye.
i were about to touch his eye when he flinches and pushes my hand away.
"ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST ALLOWED ME TO WALK YOU HOME! YOU WERE IN SO MUCH DANGER RIGHT NOW!" yoongi shouts at me, his hands wavering madly in the air.
more tears starts to fill my eyes and eventually, started falling. that's when yoongi grabs my wrist and dragged me away from the alleyway.
"you're coming to my house. just for a night," he coldly mutters as his hand made its way from my wrist to my hand, intertwining our fingers together.
i nod without objecting, my face red with streaming tears.
our hands fit perfectly in each other's palms and i feel comfortable knowing i were safe, seeing yoongi was there beside me. why? i don't know.
narrators note: thank you for reading! if you notice a mistake with my grammar or a glitch in the plot, please tell me. don't be a silent reader! have a good day, my luvli 💞
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Fanfiction❝ i see you in nothing but a towel wrapped around your body, you can't expect me to do nothing to you. next time, don't act so surprised, ❞ yoongi states as his irritating, signature smirk appears on his face. ❝ anyway, you forgot the shower scrub...
