Jeon Jeongguk.
Well.
Me and Hoseok looked at each other.
What was going to happen when his parents knew I was here?
"Uh... Hoseok, I should probably go home..."
Hoseok was sweating uncontrollably, and from his own terror, he whispered,
"Go, j-just, go. Just promise me not to go back to that murdurer. "
We heard the footsteps coming up the stairs and loud shouts echoing through the hallways.
"Q-Quick!"
My eyes widened.
"O-Ok..."
I scrambled out the window and sprinted out onto the driveway, and no matter what Hoseok told me, I had an urge to return back home, to Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung.
-A while back-
I sat crossed legged on the floor of Jungkook's old home and played with the hem of my sweater.
My head suddenly jolted upright.
What was that?
My arms were suddenly yanked behind me and handcuffed while a black blindfold covered my eyes.
I screamed.
I was shoved roughly and I had no choice but to obey.
My body hit a hard surface.
Someone's hard punch landed on the side of my mouth.
My throat couldn't even produce anymore screams.
I felt one more hit on the right side of my forehead and the rumble of an engine before my vision faded.
