Murder

Chapter 3

The rest of the time before our walk to the hotel was a comfortable silence...on my part. When Sierra would say something about the concert I would only hum or mumble an okay. She stopped quickly while I ran into her, "what the hell is wrong with you? you've been weird since you left. I want to know what the fuck happened." I sighed "Sierra I need you to trust me right now, not everything is as it seems. What happened while I was gone is something I can't simply tell you. I just ne-" I was cut off by a vibration coming from my pocket. I quickly fished my phone out before giving Sierra a hold on, which she huffed to. "hello" "I need you to come to Apsan Business Hotel in 10 minutes, I'll meet you there." The call clicked off before I could say anything, I checked the number with the one on the piece of paper that I pulled out with my phone. Min Yoongi. "Sierra I need you to go back to the hotel, I need to meet someone." "What the hell Clarissa we don't know anyone here! Who the hell could you be meeting!" "Sierra please just trust what I say, I can't tell you for your safety and mine. I'll call you as soon as I can I promise." I gave her a quick smile before turning around after she complied and went in the way to our hotel. Okay Min Yoongi this better be super fucking important.

With the 9 and a half minutes it took me to get there I was tired and just ready to get this shit over with. "Clarissa" I turned around to see a man in a black hoodie,black ripped up skinny jeans, and a beanie. "Min Yoongi" he smiled slightly. "Could you at least act like you partly like me I am your bias after all." I gave him an annoyed look "oh okay OMG ITS MIN YOONGI is that what you wanted?" I smirked at him. "Ugh your kinda annoying" " I could say the same about you love." While he wore his outfit my outfit kinda looked like his except for I was wearing a black tank top, with a burgundy cardigan and black skinny jeans and shoes. We took a seat on the outside bench. "okay spill what did you call for?" "I need your help" "with?" I replied drawing out the h. "Well more like I need to explain what you saw and I need your help." "I thought the cold hearted Min Yoongi didn't open up to anyone. You can't be the cold hearted man everyone knows, what'd you do with him?" "Shut up ugh...we need to go somewhere more private." He said as he stood up and grabbed my arm pulling me inside the hotel. "Hey what's up with you always man handling me!" "Oh but love" he said mocking me "I thought you loved me being rough with you" he said looking back at me with a may I say sexy smirk. "Ughhh" we went inside and straight into the elevator "what the hell you have to have a room Yoongi!" "Hush I do have a room idiot" I gasped putting a hand over my chest "mean!" I forced tears to pool in my eyes before putting my face in my hands, making sure to move shoulders so it'd be more believable. "Shit Clarissa I'm sorry please don't cry I didn't mean it." Yoongi said as he grabbed my shoulders pulling me into him and wrapping his arms around me. Rubbing my back, while his other hand guided through my hair. "Yoongi" I said as I hiccuped, "I got you" when I pinched his side he started laughing uncontrollably which made me quickly realize Min Fucking Yoongi is ticklish. At this point the elevator opened up on floor 12 before we finally stepped out. Yoongi was still laughing while wiping his eyes. "Okay that was good I totally believed you" "duh I'm amazing what'd you expect! And I took acting classes in my sophomore year"