Hostage Revenge. bts ||Book 2 ✓

11. "Change."

Third person's point of view:

Namjoon rolls out a very thin beige squared paper on the table making it flat. He uses the edge of his gun to mash the weed bits making them smaller. When he's done he rolls the beige squared paper into a bunt. He seals the side by burning it with his lighter, slowly and carefully making the bunt more thick so that it'd be easier to smoke the weed.

The sound of Andrea's giggles are heard from the other side.

He lights up his bunt and breathes in the intoxicating air feeling less heavy. When he walks out the room he sees Andrea on the chair giggling really hard, her head rolling around.

He watches her. She's consumed and faded with drugs in her system. Namjoon knows that killing her before Taehyung sees her is going to be a waste so he decided that he'd kill her in his presence, but for now he'll consume her with drugs until she's really faded.

So far he's given her caps, gels and powders of nexus, cannabis (marijuana), cocaine, heroin, ketamine, PCD's and other caps that would cause visual hallucinations, feelings of euphoria and sensations of flight.
His intentions with these drugs was to get her faded and so high so that she wouldn't be conscious in trying to escape or do much thinking.

He nears her and leaned on the table. She notices him and smiles.

"Namjoonie~" she pouts sadly yet with playful eyes. "Why did you leave me alone with all these horses and rabbits?" She giggles again her head turning in a slow circular rhythm.

In her vision she saw rabbits and horses jumping around her all smiling and cheering. "You left me to deal with all these animals," she laughs rolling her eyes. Andrea felt weird and dizzy but she tried to remain attached to her conscious.

Namjoon takes a whiff from the bunt and smiles. "I'm here now baby, don't worry,"

"Good because these things are tight," she motions to the rope around her body. "Can you pretty please remove them," she pleads giving him puppy eyes. He laughs at her 'cute' behaviour and begins to untie her, cutting the ropes with his pocket knife. It's not like she was in her right mind to escape anyway.

When he's done cutting the ropes he carries her and sits her down on the table, her legs on either side of him. Her arms loosely wrap around him with a drunken smile. Namjoon forced her to consume all the drugs but at a certain point when she become high she started going hard by herself till her eyes rolled back.

He smokes his weed catching her attention.

"I want some too," she says leaning in to the bunt. He slowly pushes her away still inhaling on the bunt. He uses his hand to open her mouth by squeezing her cheeks together, when they part he let's out the lethal air in her mouth. She breathes it all in and bites her lip looking at him.

She licks her lips, "More," she says.

Namjoon wastes no time and dives in giving her a messy kiss, his tongue slurring with hers. She tastes him feel the unfamiliar tongue. This wasn't Taehyung and she didn't like it. Before she can push him away he breaks for air taking in another drug and passes it with his mouth to hers.

Her eyes enlarge and she backs away panting heavily.

"What's wrong baby?" Namjoon asks concerned forcing her back in for a kiss. She notices that he already has a bulge in his pants. He puts his hand behind her neck, his tongue ready to explore some more of her mouth -something he hasn't done in a very long time.

She looks away feeling guilt that she kissed him. "Taehyung.." she whispers.

"What?"

"You're not my Taehyung," she says weakishly pushing him away from her. "He's coming and he's going to beat you up," she carries on. "Namjoon how could you? Don't you love your brother? Why are you doing this to him? To me?"

Namjoon's jaw tightens and he grips her legs getting closer to her. She fights with the strength she has trying to kick him away but he's quickly in between her legs fumbling with his belt.

"I'll take you right her and right now you little bitch then we'll see when your Taehyung's coming," he forces her strapped dress up while she wails desperately trying to pull it down. He slaps her hard, grabbing both her hands pinning them above her head.

Her cries get louder when his fingers get inside of her thigh roughly rubbing on her clitoris. He jumbles inside his pants trying to be more quick with his actions.

He is thrown off guard when a hard fist meets his lustful face. His body thuds hard on the floor.

Andrea gets up quickly, the drugs still wozzing her. She fixes her dress and whipping her tears. Agust punches Namjoon hard on the floor again making his mouth leak with blood. "What the hell was that!?" He yells at Agust.

Agust gets up dragging Andrea, who's still in shock of almost getting raped, to the chair looping his rubber band around her hand behind the chair and the other rubber band around her ankles.

Namjoon limps zipping his pants and closing his belt. Agust turns to Namjoon and punches him again. Namjoon tries dodging and fighting, giving Agust some bruises.

They continue to fight throwing hard punches and kicks until Namjoon is down and knocked out cold. Agust pants through his nose then turns to Andrea.

She opens her mouth slurring out, "Thank you,"

Agust wipes Namjoon's blood of his fist walking out. Something shifted in him. He didn't feel right continuing this thug life. He didn't like that he had gotten himself involved with Namjoon again and done the same foolish thing.

He hated it.

He died once doing this business and he wasn't about to die again. This was a new life and chance for him.

"I've gotta change this,"

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