{Lisa POV}
I wake up to the sound of my phone blaring next to me. "I swear to god if it BamBam again I will shoot myself," I say aloud to no one. I look at my phone and see it's an unknown number. I look across the room and see Rose is not there. I quickly answer the phone and walk out of the room into the hallway shutting the door behind me. "Hey this is SweetTooth," I say out of habit.
"Hi," I hear from the other side of the call. It's a male. His voice deep and sexy. "This is Lisa right?" He asks. I pull my phone away from my face to check the time. 11:45!
"Depends Who is asking?" I ask just wanting to here his voice again.
"Umm it's Taehyung..." I freeze in place. "Hello? Lisa are you there?" Taehyung asks concerned.
"O-oh yes, yes I am still here but, uh why are you calling? Also where did you get my number from?" I ask.
"I have connections Lisa I can easily get anyone's phone number that's the easiest thing to get. Why I am calling you well...." he stops. "I need... someone to talk to... I guess and I am very sorry if I bothered you,"
"Yah! Don't go. I could use someone to talk to as well," I say. I never admit it but I wish I could talk to someone about feelings.
"Okay... well let's start with the basics," Taehyung says into the phone.
"Deal," I reply.
"Ok.. name, and favorite color," Taehyung asked. I giggle at the childish question. "Hey! What's so funny?" He asked
"Oh nothing just the fact the the kidnapper of the killer gang Bangtan just asked me what my favorite color is," I say laughing into the phone.
"Mind you there is nothing wrong with asking someone what their favorite color is," He said. "In fact my favorite colors are..."
"Woah woah woah..." I stop him. "Colors?" I ask exaggerating the S.
"Yeah I have more than one favorite color! Anyway what I was going to say before you interrupted me," I laugh a little at how dramatic he was being. "My favorite colors are black, white, green, and purple," Taehyung says proudly.
"Interesting. I guess purple," I say a little hesitant.
"That's so cool we have one of the same favorite colors!" Taehyung says excitingly.
"Oh hey, you said you needed some one to talk to right?" I ask. All I can hear in reply is a short hm coming from the other end. "Well if you did. Why not talk to the boys?" I ask.
"Well its a long story," He says quietly.
"Hey I have all the time in the world. Actually how about this. Meet me at Dosan Park, then we can talk," I suggest. It takes a second for Taehyung to answer.
"Okay..."
"Alright meet me there in 20 minuets," With that I hung up the phone and quickly ran to the bathroom to make sure I didn't look like a hobo. I grab a pair of black high waisted shorts and pair it with a long sleeved black and red horizontal striped crop top. I also slipped on some all black Timberlands. I grab my small backpack and put my soft pink gun into the big pocket.
I open the front door and the close it quietly.
"Lisa?" I jump.
"Jisoo? What the hell?!" I ask half yelling.
"where are you going?" She asks.
"For a walk... Why should you care?" I stop and pull my small bag indicating that there are drugs inside. There aren't but hopefully she will believe I do.
"Fine. Go on your 'walk'. Please be careful," Jisoo says as she walks through the front door.
With that I start my short walk to the park. It's dark out now. The moon and the street lamps are the only sources of light left. Suddenly I here someone scream. I pull my bag around to the from and quickly pull out my gun. I run to get out of the light. I stay in the dark portions of the street until I get to the park.
"I must be crazy. I am starting to hear things," I whisper to myself.
"Well it depends on what you are hearing that makes you crazy," I quickly turn around and point my gun at the deep voice.
"Woah there Sweet Tooth," Taehyung says putting his hands in the air. "I was just a statement I wasn't calling you crazy," He said laughing.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!" I yell at him punching him in the chest.
"Ow that hurt alittle. You have like tiny fists of fury!" He says rubbing his chest.
I look down at my hands. The are pale they almost look like glass. "Yeah right. That probably didn't hurt at all your just lying," I say. I put my gun back in my backpack and zip it up.
"Do you always have a gun with you?" Taehyung asks watching me fling my bag back over my shoulder so it lies on my back.
"Yeah. When you work with the people I do you really never know what could happen that's why we wanted Jungkook to teach me to fight so that if fist comes to fist I could easily defend myself," I say looking up at Taehyung. He just nods his head up and down. "So What was bothering you so much that you ended up calling me?" I ask watching our feet step in sync with each other.
"Oh that." I could tell he was becoming nervous.
"You don't have to tell me it's ok,"I say giving him a small smile.
"No I dragged you all the way out here I might as well give you something," He said sighing into his words. "You just have to promise not to freak out, and you can't leave," He stops walking I don't notice until I stop hearing his steps. I turn to look back at him.
"Taehyung?" I say slowly taking steps toward him. His head hanging just looking down at his shoes.
"You have to promise me. Promise me you won't run away from me," He says looking up at me. I can see tears in his eyes.
"Yeah. Hey I promise," I say. His head still lowered. I let out small sigh and lift his head up. I can now see that what I thought was just a few tears were steams down his face. "Hey don't cry," I say I lift my small hands to his face and wipe his tears.
Taehyung breathes in deeply. "In order to be apart of Bangtan you had to go through trials. I was different. I wouldn't say I was a charity case and they just let me in but, I really had no where to go," He says. His eye averting mine.
"What about your parents? Family?" I ask.
"That's just the thing. I killed them," He says.
Hey kiddos!! Hope all you got to see fake love!!! It was bomb!! Anyway be sure to comment if you see anything miss spelled. Love ya!!
Mrs. Jeon
