Hostage Revenge. bts ||Book 2 ✓

15. "I'm tired."

Fiela's point of view:

I wait impatiently in the car wanting to go in. Taehyung told me that if he doesn't come out I should call officer Jeon quickly. It's almost been 15 mintues and he's not yet out.

I jump in my seat when a light tap taps the window. I glance at the window seeing a hooded man. His skinny looking fingers leave the window and move to his hoody. He removes his hoody making me hitch.

It's... Agust..

He moves back when I open the door. My eyes wide in shock.. How is he still alive?

He stands still watching my every move. He clears his throat his voice just as before rich yet raspy. "Fiela–"

"Agust!" Before my very own mind can process what's happening, I bring my arms are around his neck hugging him tight.

"Fiela.." He says my name, gently hugging me back. It's a very..formal hug but I can tell he feels it too, deep down. He smells like a mixed breed of coke and... MacDonald.

He rubs slow circles around my back taking a little advantage of our closeness. His heart beating fast just like mine. It's so weird how I don't see him as a rapist who raped me but as a good guy.

A chuckle reaches my ears forcing me to look down. Aufilea has her small hands around her mouth and she's giggling.

"Sweety! Aufilea! My baby!" I quickly lift her up squeezing her little muscles. She chuckles again hugging me tightly as well. I begin kissing her cheeks crying a bit. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I rapidly ask.

"I'm tired," she smiles hugging my neck. "I miss you mummy,"

I step back taking in Agust appearance. He still looks the same with his black hair and serious face, but his posture is a bit fragile like Jimin...I thought only Jimin survived that night. A lot of emotions run through me, but the strongest one is affection. He steps back too scratching his head.

I don't know if it's right feeling this way for someone who used me for his own pleasure. I know he said sorry but now that I think about it.. he was rough at first but became more gentle.

Aufilea smiles at him, "Ma this is Mr Man he took really good care of me. He bought me food!" I take my eyes away from her looking at him. He fidgets with his hands and looks like he's about to turn away.

He changed..he really changed.. I like that he's respecting me but I would love if he just spoke to me. Hearing his voice again..

Feeling bold I take a hold of his hand. His eyes widen and he looks me in the eye gulping. "Thank you," I break the silence. "For looking after my child," I feel tears on the verge of my eyes again.

"I'm sorry," he looks away. "For everything I've done to you," he says looking very pitiful.

"Agust--"

"No. Please call me Yoongi," he finally looks into my eyes. "You look beautiful and..you have a very beautiful daughter,"

Croaking my neck, giving him a confused face. Doesn't he know he's the father? The one who impregnated me? Raped me?

I really want to tell him, this is his child, our child – but right now he looks like he has no worries...I shouldn't burden him...or burden myself.

"Wait!" I stop him before he turns away. "Where's Andrea?" I ask suddenly remembering.

"Stay in the car with Aufilea. I'll see what's going on," I obey, quickly going in the car wrapping Aufilea in my arms. She places her head on my chest, a very faint familiar smell lingers on her... Agust..