INSANE: (A Yoongi Fanfic)

Chapter 4: Kidnapped

(Y/N)'S POV

I stirred in my sleep, feeling uncomfortable. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open, sun shined through the blinds making my eyes have a hard time to adjust, when I eventually did I observed the place I'm in. I sure hell know that I'm not in my house. Panic build up inside me, as the memories of last night all came back to me. I did the dumbest thing to do in such situation.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

A series of footsteps was heard on the floorboard above me, eventually getting closer from the door in front of me. I moved back from the bed I was in, backing up against the wall, fearing for what's about to come. As if on cue, the door slammed open revealing a boy with a blonde hair. I squinted my eyes to study his features, he seemed familiar.

He slammed the door shut and walked down the staircase. With an irritated expression, he spoke.

"Why the fuck are you screaming like a dying whale?! Ugh..." His low and groggy voice filled my ears, sending chills down my spine. It seems like I woke him up from his beauty sleep.

"WHERE AM I?! WHO ARE YOU?!!! LET ME OUT!!!" I screamed at him, I could tell that I pissed him off. I gulped the huge lump in my throat.

"Listen here. I ain't telling you where you are, nor who I am. But let me tell you this. You ain't going nowhere without my permission." His voice got an octave lower, and looked at me deadly in the eyes. His gaze made me nervous. I shut my mouth and whimpered.

He went to the couch near the bed, and sat down, still looking at me.

"So, how was your neck?" He asked smugly.

Huh? I tried to move my hands wanting to touch my neck, but I just realized now that my hands were tied together at my back. No wonder it felt uncomfortable when I was sleeping. But another scene popped up in my mind, about me being strangled by a man with a black cap. Then it clicked. My eyes widened when I finally came into realization of who this man is.

"Y-You're t-that man--" I stuttered, struggling to make out the words.

"What? The man who almost strangled you to death? Uhm yeah I am. No need to be surprised about that. I am also the one took you here." He said nonchalantly. I can't believe this man! How can he say such words like it is a part his fucking everyday life. Wait, is it?!?!!

"A-Are you gonna kill me?? P-Please don't." I'm on the verge of crying my eyes out. I just wanted to buy my Mom beer, now look where it got me for wanting to make her warm up to me.

"Kill you? Maybe." He shrugged. I stiffened at his response. "Only if you pissed me off more. BUT... I do need to know something about YOU." He leaned back at his seat and looked at me straight in the eyes. What does he want to know about me?!? We just fucking met last night!

"W-Why do someone like you would want to know about me?! I'm just a nobody." I asked, dumbfounded.

He smirked, catching me off guard. He stood up from the bed and took slow steps towards me. I brought my knees close to my chest and tried moving away from him. When he finally reached the bed, he sat down beside me, keeping his gaze steady at my frightened form.

"Oh... but I knew things about you. I knew where you live. I knew your friend always come to your house every morning to pick you up. I knew what school you are attending at, it's just a few blocks away from your house. I knew what time you come home from school." He said with all confidence as his smirk got wider at every statement that left his lips. But for me, I felt goosebumps forming all over my body as everything that he said were true. Not a single point was mistaken. Just who the hell is this man?!