'We are not insane, not like the others...'
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A sudden turn of events puts Y/n's life in danger. When the world turns on you, who do you turn to?
The last person she wanted to go to was the boy that abused her, Hoseok, but he's the one to bring her...
The sun shone through the gap between my curtains. The light landing on my eyelids which stirred me round. I squinted as I peeled my eyes open, before pushing myself up into a seated position. I lift my arms above my head to stretch.
'Another day in hell.' I thought to myself as I whipped the sheets off me and marched off to get dressed. This time I was quicker. I rushed around to wash and dress myself. I'd also decided I'd leave my hair down today, not wanting Hoseok to grab my ponytail again. I slung the backpack over my shoulder and rushed downstairs.
"Don't you want me to make breakfast, Y/N?" Mum asked as I passed her. I looked back and combed a piece of hair behind my ear.
"No, I'm fine. I still have the breakfast bar you packed yesterday." I replied before showing a warm smile.
"Anyway, I'm off. Bye!" I called giving a small wave before marching out the front door.
(ノ^o^)ノ
I reached the woods. Chills crawled up my spine as I recalled what happened yesterday. I looked up from the Earth below me and saw Hoseok walking towards the school gate.
'What's with him? Isn't he going to beat me today?' I thought as I walked onwards. I wanted to ask but that would only end in a punch to the face.
//Hoseok's POV//
I felt the presence of another person. Their existence burning into my back, forcing me to look over my shoulder. Y/N?
"Aish!" I yelled in shock being startled to see her at this time. My face burned out of embarrassment but I quickly calmed myself down.
"Hehe, did I really scare you?" She asked cocking her head to one side before bursting into laughter. Although true, I scoffed at her suggestion and rolled my eyes.
"As if," I replied before narrowing my eyes, "What have you got today?" I asked immediately catching her off guard. Her laughter is cut off and she licks her lips uneasily.
"Well... nothing except books and a breakfast bar." She replied making me groan in annoyance.
"Man, you just don't think do you?" I said stepping closer, my eyes never failing to leave hers, "I beat you everyday, and yet you never bring what I want!" I snarled raising my fist to hit her. She cowers before me but something is telling me to stop. I sighed through my gritted teeth and lowered my fist.
Why am I feeling like this? Maybe it's because I lost that gift.
I couldn't just let her get away with scaring me. I raised my leg and kicked her back onto the ground. Normally I'd beat her, but not today.
I stared down at her for a few seconds before turning on my heel and walking off. My fingers running through my hair in frustration. Why didn't I hit her? No, I'm just upset I lost my gift... I'll be fine when I find it.
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"Aish." I heard her growl under her breath. Her distress made me want to look back, but I held myself back. I wouldn't look back just because of some little girl. She doesn't deserve my pity.
// Y/N POV //
'Who does he think he is?' I thought as I pushed myself up off the ground and dusted down my skirt. I stared after Hoseok as he marched off, still clueless as to why he hadn't beat me. Nevertheless, that kick still hurt.
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I reach my class and take my seat in the middle as usual. I nearly position my books on the desk and then I wince as my chest aches. My hand gently rubs my chest and I try to ease the pain Hoseok had caused.
// Hoseok's POV //
I walk into class, my eyes immediately landing on y/n. I notice her rubbing her chest from where I'd hit her. My heart drops, as if a ton of weights had been hung on me. I watched as she squeezed her eyes shut before looking up at me. I quickly avert my gaze and walk over to my seat in front of hers.
'Did she see me staring?' I wondered as I stared down at my empty desk.
(*￣Ｏ￣)ノ
School was over and I was home, Completely exhausted. I pulled off my clothes, too lazy to change into pyjamas. I crawl into bed and slowly drift to sleep.
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I'm dreaming again. This time, I'm inside a holiday home, in my bedroom writing in my notebook. Shouting and yelling came from outside. My head snaps up and I stare out the window.
"What the- it's 11pm," I whisper to myself, "Dad! What's going on?" I shout spotting him outside my window. I dash across the room and rip the curtain wide. My eyes widened at the sight of my dad being attacked by some guy.
"Dad!!!" I scream as I banged my fist against the window. The stranger pulled a cloth to his mouth. Shouting was pointless. He was dead.
I focused on the face of the killer. His pupils had dilated making his iris purely black. He had a weird twitch, almost like he was insane, which no doubt he was. The way he acted was abnormal, this wasn't a man, this was a monster.
My dad got up off the floor and I found myself speechless as he turned around. His eyes were just like the others, completely black. They had changed him.
I start banging on the window for my dad. Instead, the man and my dad stared at me in a way I'd never seen before. They looked at me like I was their prey.
Panic flooded my thoughts as they ran towards the house. I ran across the landing and downstairs. I needed to escape. I cut through the back and hop into my dads car. Then I drive without looking back, only allowing tears to fall when I'd reached a safe distance.
'But I want you Dad. I need you Dad. Daddy, come back' The words were on loop in my mind as I drove.
I wake up covered in sweat. I'm breathing as fast as my heart raced. I realised it wasn't a dream,
It was a memory.
A/N I'm sorry again for not using much gifs. 😭. It's hard. But I hope you enjoyed it, and if you did..
