Twenty-one

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Yoongi's POV

The door banged loudly! I heard people screaming around me, tugging at my bloodstained shirt telling me to get up, and then out of everything I saw Y/N, she stood there and smiled at me making my heart explode and butterflies appear in my stomach. She blocked out everything, it only seemed as if only me and her were in the room. She reached out her beautiful, soft hands and said "Yoongi, come with me, I'll help you." I followed stuck in a trance. She grabbed ahold of my hand and then pushed me down into a bottomless pit which had magically appeared out of nowhere, saying, "I'll never love you! Go and die!" Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt myself falling, I screamed for help, still hopelessly calling out for Y/N, I loved her too much.

I woke up, phew it was just a dream, but it seemed so realistic. I sat in the colourless cell, I'm pretty sure that the patients who were admitted here were actually sane before they came here, and because of this tormented and tortured lifestyle and lifeless walls of the asylum, they went insane.

Suddenly a knock came on the door, I looked up to see my doctor with three strange men all dressed in black except for the tall and bulky man standing in the middle, with a well trimmed beard and an expensive teal coloured checkered suit.
I sat still, not knowing what to do.

"This is Min Yoongi, he'll be released from the asylum today" said the nurse to the man in the middle. "I've already signed the papers, I'm just here to pick you up, ok?" He talked to me in a tone you would use for toddlers.
I had a stream of happiness yet suspicion flowing inside of me. Who was this man, and why did he come here to release me from this hell?

I packed my luggage (which consisted of 2 pairs of socks, shirts and trousers) and followed the two men, who I assumed were bodyguards to the master's car. It was a slick black Rolls Royce with tinted black windows. Damn, this dude is rich. I thought to myself.
The interior was all dark brown (pure) leather, and there was even a little cooler with wine in the back! Maybe I'll enjoy this new lifestyle...maybe not.

Your POV

My father had been acting strange these days-not that he already acts strange enough, but he's been more nice to me, he smiles more often but also seems a bit anxious and worried about something. Even though I've given up on stalking my dad to find out where he goes after 'that' incident, this one seemed different and curiosity was eating me up, I HAD to find out!
I still worked at the cafe, but Halmeoni still doesn't know about my 'actual' life yet, if you can even call this crappy way of living 'life.'

Your Father's POV

I think Y/N is getting suspicious of me. I should try to maintain cover a bit better. Two more days left until the great murder. Then I'll get Yoongi from Mr.Well's house, as he had already released him from the asylum. Mr.Wells kept Yoongi in a house only a bit further away from the city, he'd release him a day before the murder, which is tomorrow, and from then on I guess Yoongi will go his own ways and will eventually find my Y/N.

But will all of this pay off? Will our plan even work?

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