Run (Kim Taehyung x Reader)

Chapter Twenty-One

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THE DISTURBING TOPIC AND USE OF DRUGS!!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED AND DON'T SAY I DID NOT WARN YOU!!!

~~~~Taehyung's POV~~~~

I grunt in pain as Jimin drags me back to the bus and the others lift me in. They lay me stomach-first on my mattress as Seokjin runs over and looks at my back.

One of the Chenhwa had grabbed the base of my wing and started to rip it off. Thank God for Jimin getting there on time, or it would've ended even worse than it was going to.

"We have to hurry or this'll kill him." Seokjin says.

I feel pressure being applied to my back and I scream. I then turn back to my normal form right after my back was fixed and I sit up then looked at the others.

"Where's Y/N?" I ask.

"By now she's in the hands of the king." Jimin answers then I curse.

~~~~Y/N's POV~~~~

I wake up in a small and dirty cell that had the scent of mold increasing by the hour. The smell got worse and worse and made me feel sick.

"Y/N-ssi?" A man asks me then I look at him.

He had brown hair, dark eyes, wearing a stained white t-shirt, black jeans, black tennis shoes, and his face was covered in dirt. He looked sick and emaciated.

He was just plain skin and bones. His cheeks were so sunken in that his cheekbones were sticking out. His eyes were sunken in as well. And his collarbones were sticking out as well.

"How on earth did you get here?" He asks me.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I ask him and he chuckles.

"I guess I should reintroduce myself again. I do look so much more different compared to three years ago." He mentions then he smiles at me. "Remember a guy named Park Min-Hyuk and Yoon San-Ha?" He asks and my eyes widen. "I'm the first guy." He adds.

"Min-Hyuk!" I exclaim as I grab the bars of my cell. "What the hell happened to you? You look so different compared to back then and I haven't seen you since first year." I ask and he chuckles.

"Well." He says then I laugh.

"Oh, man, this is gonna be a long story if it starts with 'well'." I comment and he laughs.

"Well, after I heard what happened to San-Ha, I got really depressed because my best friend had passed away. I started to hangout with the wrong crowd once we had different classes and I got hooked on drugs. Things like cocaine, heroin, marijuana, and meth. Heroin really has me on the edge and that's the one I'm most hooked on that I started prostituting for both men and women, just to get some money. Then I was diagnosed with anorexia last year, so heroin and anorexia are the main reasons why I look like a pile of shit." Min-Hyuk explains and I frown.

"I'm sorry about that." I apologize and he shrugs.

"Eh, it's okay. It is what it is, you know?" He asks then he looks at the wall.

He really changed over the years, if I had to be honest. He became so much skinnier and more emaciated-looking than he ever was. I felt awful that it had to come to this, but San-Ha tried to kill me and Jungkook protected me.