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Chapter 6

Quick PSA: I have no idea how modelling shoots work, so the only sources I have are Gossip Girl and my imagination. Please bear with me if anything is inaccurate. :)

It took an hour for Taehyung to recover from what had just happened. His wrist had developed bruises from where he was held, his back aching slightly from the following fall. He pushed himself up from the ground, trudging out of the forest and back to civilization. He hailed a cab and got in, telling him his address.

While the driver took him to his house in silence, Taehyung took out his phone, opening his texts from Unknown from that morning.

[From: Unknown]

Where are you going?

Stop talking to him. You can't trust him.

Jung Hoseok, age 23, born in Gwangju.

I know where he lives now.

[To: Hoseok]

Hi, it's Taehyung :) Sorry for taking so long to text you, I got caught up in some errands.

[From: Hoseok]

No worries!

Oh, are you free tomorrow?

Taehyung opened up his calendar app to check, cursing silently when he saw he had a shoot the next day. They were going to flip when they saw his bruises.

[To: Hoseok]

I'm busy until about 2.

[From: Hoseok]

How about a picnic at 2:30? I'll bring the food if you bring yourself :)

[To: Hoseok]

Sounds good!

Taehyung let himself smile, looking up to see he was at his house. He paid and thanked the driver before getting out, changing into pajamas and curling into bed. As he pondered over the day's events, he realized the only think he'd had that day was that peppermint latte. He figured it was for the best, as he didn't want to end up looking bloated at the shoot the next day. He quickly set an alarm on his phone and went to sleep.

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November 14, 2017

Waking up this early is 100% pure, unfiltered, unprocessed, gluten-free bullshit. I'm a lot more sore than I expected from yesterday- from both the walking and my encounter with Justin when he basically threw me on the ground. I know that's not his real name, but it's the only thing I can call him by.

It's weird, though. I know he's dangerous and literally psychotic, but I can't help but be curious. Gosh... I sound crazy, now. I should have just called the police the second I became suspicious. It's only my fault that it's gotten this bad. I could have taken care of this forever ago, but now there's no turning back. I basically have no choice but to accept this as my fate.

This brings up a dilemma. What am I going to do about Hoseok? I really do like him, but I don't want Justin to get mad over him. I also don't want Hoseok to get hurt- by neither me nor Justin. I'll just have to worry about this later. I need to get ready for my shoot.

Taehyung put his journal back and stood up, lazily straightening out his covers before grabbing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, taking his clothes to the bathroom. Glancing in the mirror, Taehyung noticed how dirty his hair was, causing him to realize how long it had been since he had last showered. Deciding he didn't want to go with greasy hair, he stripped off his clothes and took a quick shower, washing his hair and whatnot before getting out.