The Ghost of my Past

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For awhile I had been seeing things that weren't actually there but I had chosen to ignore it. Eyes in corners, silhouettes in the darkness, voices where there were none, I had seen and heard those thing for awhile. Then it just stopped. For a couple weeks it just stopped. That is until the day. The day it all happened, rolled around once again.

Dream

I was in my old training facility, I was about 5. I stood in front of the class, being the top student I was chosen for demonstrations. I was going for my first kill. They brought in a man, in his late 20s, beaten to a pulp and barely conscious.

"Ok, Y/N. What is the most effective way to kill someone quietly?" My teacher questioned. I thought for a second before pulling out my knife and going over to the tied up man. I place my knife at a 45° angle at the base of his skull.

"Here?" I squeaked, my teacher nodded before gesturing that I kill him. "What has he done?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well he has to have done something bad for me to kill him, what has he done?"

"He didn't pay his bills. For 8 years." He glared at the now unconscious man, "now kill him."

I did as I was told pulling the blade up into his skull, successfully killing him. The class clapped, but I was left with a bitter taste in my mouth.

"Could you help me? You're really good at this class and I wanna be good as well." A boy asked, I looked at him. His green eyes were the same colours as our many green crayons. Not specifically one shade but all shades of green, his dark hair messy. As if he had gotten out of bed like that.

"Ok." I whispered, before starting to train.

Something happened and I was now 13. The boy that had asked for help was also 13, he said his name was Lee Hee Kyung. We had grown closer, to the point where I think he was my first love but..... everything changed.

We were forced to fight to see who would win, to see who's better. We loved each other, we were gonna run but was forced into the ring. Before we were, he told me:

"Just remember, you're more important and I'll always love you. They want one of us dead, I want you to live."

"No, I refuse. I'm not going to kill you." Tears streamed down my face.

"You're gonna have to."

"I can't."

"You have to. It's the only way. You're gonna be alright, I love you." He kissed my forehead and we were dragged away from each other.

I mustn't lose.

We began to fight, hesitant of course, but we did. It took a couple minutes but I had my knife to his neck. He gives me an 'I love you' look, with tears streaming down my face, I look away kill him. As his body dropped, mine did as well. My loud sobs were loud and my body was trembling. I cupped his face, tears fell on it.

Dream over

"

I'M SORRY!" I shot up, breathing heavily. I looked at the time, 2am. Taehyung rolled over and sat up. Tears were falling down my face as I tried to slow my breathing.

"Hey, what's wrong? What happened?" He panicked slightly, I looked at him.

"Oppa, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I kept saying that I'm sorry, I don't know why but I did. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and hugged him tightly. He was shocked by my sudden action but hugged me back, and told me everything was alright.

I didn't stop crying for about half an hour, Taehyung stayed, comforting me.

"Thank you Oppa, I'm.... sorry for just.... crying like that. I.... um.... had a nightmare."

He nodded, "it's fine." He smiled, "I'll always be here for you. Come on, we should go back to sleep." He laid down, facing me. I laid beside him, grabbing his hands and wrapping his arms around me.

"I'm scared. Having someone hold me makes me feel better." I mutter, moving closer to him and his body heat. He chuckled, and pulled me closer. I fell asleep in his arms, not noticing the text I had gotten.

"Taehyung! Time to get up!" A male voice shouted coming into the room, I was on the side away from the door so he couldn't see me. Taehyung sat up and I groaned.

"No~ Tae Oppa, it's cold. Stay here and keep me warm." I say childishly, pulling Tae back down.

"Son, who is that?" My eyes widened as I listened, realizing we weren't the only ones in the room.

"D-dad?! It's not what it looks like." Taehyung panicked, I sat up as well. I gasped as I recognized the man. It was Kim Jisung, the BIGGEST mafia boss in South Korea. He owns many popular conpanies and runs the biggest gang in Seoul, in anywhere really. He isn't one of my regulars but when he does call me it means big bucks.

"H-hello sir, my name is L/N Y/N. I am one of Taehyung Oppa's friends." His father raised an eyebrow, before shrugging and muttering something.

I checked my work phone, noticing that it had a text.

Unknown:

I've finally found you Y/N. I have a few demands, meet me in the courtyard after school today. Come or Jungkook is gone.

-Candy.

I dropped my phone, ultimately smashing the screen but I didn't care. I was in danger. My whole family is in danger. I somehow fucked up and now I have to fix this.... somehow.

Unknown POV

"I've finally found you again. We can be together, nothing will get in my way." They said as they watched her. "You will be mine again."

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