Chapter 11

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+ Minji's POV

As I was humming, I felt hands pushing my back so that I could swing further. What should I do, I don't know who it is. The person suddenly stopped me by holding my shoulders.

I turned around and gasped. WHAT THE FKK. Who is this?! 

"Hey pretty child, are you lost?" he said as his words slurred, he reek of alcohol.  Sht, it's some drunk dude, what to do. I stood up from the swing and tried to get away as far as possible.

"Hey! Where are you going?! I can take you back to your home" he yelled and chased after me, I started to run away until I ran into a pole. Ffs, why do I have to be so clumsy. He grabbed my wrist, I tried to pull away but his grip was too strong. "Now, this is going to be your punishment for rejecting my offer" he smirked and came closer.

 fkfkfkfkfk. As he was holding my wrists, he used his free hand and placed it behind my head. Then he pulled it closer, I turned my face away from his and could feel his breath on my neck. Tears started rolling down, not this again. The memories, Myungsoo... 

"WHAT THE FCK!" Suddenly his grip was gone and he stopped moving my head. I opened my eyes and turned to look for the guy. What. Why is Myungsoo here. 

"Are you okay?" 'Myungsoo' said while holding my shoulders. Tears starting pouring out even more. "Sorry I was a bit late, you must have been so scared" 

"I m-missed you" the words just slipped out of my mouth, I missed him so damn much.

"w-what, we just met yesterday" suddenly the image of Myungsoo changed, turns out it was Taehyung the whole time. I am now seeing things... 

"sorry" I apologized and wiped away my tears. 

"ahh you pabo, didn't you say that you learnt karate??" he laughed and rubbed the top of my head. "aigoo, you didn't have to cry so much" 

"I forgot that I did karate, I couldn't think properly haha" I laughed softly, "now what do we do with the guy?" 

"Oh yeah the guy" Oh my goodness this boy, "we should call the cops" he suggested 

"Nah let's call the guys over, of course we call the police!" I joked. He pulled out his phone and dialed the police while sitting on top of the drunken man. 

~The walk home~

Taehyung is such a nice young man. Any girl would be lucky to have him in their life. Sigh. As him and I stood next to each other during our walk home, he seemed to try and cheer me up. He talked about all his funny moments and about his trainee life which I could tell that he had a hard time. 

"Hey" I heard him say. I turned to look at him and smiled. 

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Uhm, You don't have to answer this question if you don't want to but Ye Jin told me that you had tragic past, don't worry! She didn't tell me the story. But uhhh, did you mistake me for someone else from the story?" he questioned with furrowed eyebrows. 

Should I tell him the story? He seems trustworthy. I knew this question will come someday. 

"*sigh* uhm, kind of yeah" I rubbed the back of my head and looked away from him. 

"What happened? you don't need to tell m-" 

"Nah it's fine, I can tell you but can we do it somewhere else?" 

"sure!" he said with his boxed-shaped smile. 

~After telling the story~

"Please don't tell anyone else?" I told Taehyung, his eyes were teary. 

"I-it's okay" he said as he choked on his words, *cough* " AHEM, don't worry it's my not story to tell" he grinned. 

"Welp I gotta get going!" I got up from the swing. Yep we went back to the playground because there was nowhere to go. 

"I will go with you, don't want to get into trouble again" he laughed and followed after me. 

~At Home~ 

I opened the door slowly and crept into the house. Crap the stuff, oh well I will get it tomorrow morning. I went to my bedroom and went to sleep because of school, ugggggggggh!. 

>AUTHORS NOTE< 

Yo yo yo! 

Sorry again for a long wait. Just don't even bother waiting for me because its going to take me 12889 years for me to finish this book lmao. ANYWAYS! So this chapter seems rushed because I wrote this during my history lesson hehe. 

Enjoy! 


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