Coercion

Chapter 8

As i get up from my dream, there's no Taehyung hugging me anymore.I look at the clock,it shows it 9 in the morning. I get up from the bed and stretch my arm. Suddenly i feel a quiver of pain and i remember that my arm was being cutted by him. I immediately look at my arm and the wound already look red because of the blood. I hold my arm and ran to the bathroom.

I still remember his hand holding into my hand. Softly tapping the antiseptic at my arm trying not to hurt me. How he said it would hurt a little. 

NO! He's detroying my life! He will kill me! He just want my body.

I just shaked off my head. After i clean the wound i did my morning routine and go downstair. The blood that left at the kitchen were gone as someone were cleaning it. Who? Suddenly someone hug me from behind. I know this scent. I turn my body and i saw my brother, Jimin.

I hug him back as i dont want to let him go. He break the hug and look at me smiling. "How are you Yoora?" he said carresing my hair. Im dead Jimin. Im dead here. "Im fine" i said forcing a smile. His smile felt down as he know im lying. "Where" he said holding my arm. I wince in pain and shut my tight. He grab my arm and pull my clothes so he can see the wound.

His eyes grew bigger when he saw my wound. "What did you do to him" he said trying to hold his tear. "I-i stop him from kissing me" i said and wipe his tears. "Yoora listen, I know u hate it, but please, this is the only way you're going to be alive. Obey him" he said cupping my cheeks.

"She know it" suddenly someone intterupted us. There he is, looking at us annoyedly. "Are you done Jimin-shi?" he said. "Yes" Jimin said and let my hand go. "Let's go" Taehyung said to him. Go.Where?  Jimin just nodded and go without even look at me. Suddenly Taehyung come closer to me and whisper something to my ear. "Listen, im going out right now. If you try to get out from here" he said holding my arm. "Or do anything stupid, i'll punish you. Understand?" he said kissing my ear. I just nodded quickly and he go out with Jimin. 

Since im bored, i dont know what should i do. I flopped at his couch and turn on the TV. I search for anything fun but there's none. I ended up watching some cartoon called Pickle and Peanut.

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Its dark already but Taehyung wasn't back until now. Well, why should i care for him. Right? Suddenly an advertisement come out. 

"V known as the psycho killer make a new scene at The Song's company by killing all the manager and stuff without mercy"

My eyes grew bigger when the newsreader said it. Did he killed them with Jimin? Suddenly the cartoon came back and my mouth started to laugh automatically. "How old are you?" someone said making me flinch in scared. He look at me with heavy breath, his hand were bloody. His shirt also have some stain of blood. I look at him with a big eyes and shivering.

Suddenly he come closer to me and put his bloody hand at my lips carressing it slowly. The smell of blood making me dizzy so i just shut my eyes tight. "Look at me baby" he said softly. I open my eyes slowly and i saw him smirking. "No sweet greet for me?" he said pouting. Whats wrong with him?  I want to greet him but theres nothing come out from my mouth. "Your lips looking so hot right now. If those person didn't make me mad and make me tired i already taste it you know?" he said still caressing my lips. Damn those eyes.

"Cook something for me or else i'll eat you instead" he said smirking snapped me back. I go to the kitchen hurriedly and look for some ingredients. Well, he only have a lot of egg, a omelette will be okay right? I take all the ingredient and started to cook. Then, Taehyung suddenly come to the kitchen and sit at the table looking at my back. "You look good in apron kitten" he said. I just ignore his word and continue cooking. "But i prefer you wearing nothing of that" he said and making me shock and the omelette were flapping a little because my arm. 

I finish cooking and serve it to him.I watched him eating the omelette hungrily. I eat slowly when he's not  looking at me. My gaze wondered at his soft hair, his lips were red because i add some chilies at the omelette. Without me wondering, i look at him for too long that he already finish his food. "What?" he said looking at me deeply. "N-nothing" i said stuttering. Suddenly he started to smirk." Go and wash the plate."

"Fucking do it yourself" i whisper to myself and grab his plate. 

"What did you just said?"