Gangster | Kim Taehyung

5

I woke up the next morning feeling cold. I reached over to the other side of the bed to find nothing.

Taehyung wasn't beside me, nor in the room.

I sat up, realizing I was still in my panties. Slipping on the joggers from yesterday, I went out the room to find no one. 

The gambling room was empty and the lights were off, but the sun shined through one window at the end of the hall. 

Where did they go?

Thinking again, I forgot they were a gang. They were probably out doing something related to fighting, robbing, stealing, or maybe even killing.

Anyways, I was pissed off that they left me here without telling me anything about this stupid warehouse. 

I haven't eaten in merely two to three days. I sighed, walking further down the hall to find another room, hoping it was the kitchen or a pantry.

I saw tile floors, counters, and bingo! The fridge. 

I ate to satisfy my hunger, making my way out of the kitchen to be greeted by loud laughter and a tall figure tightly embracing me. 

"O-ow, you're squeezing me", I mumbled into Taehyung's shirt.

"Sorry y/n-ah", he chuckled.

"Where were you guys?", I asked.

"Nothing, really. We were out discussing things with another gang", Jin mentioned awkwardly.

I looked up at Taehyung with a questioned looked on my face. I wondered if they were hiding something.

He rubbed the back of his neck, hesitating as whether to tell me what he was keeping from me, or what they all were keeping from me.

"Look, come with me and I'll tell you there", he reached for my hand, taking it and walked to a room I haven't discovered yet.

It seemed to be his room, noticing the colors of everything aligning with his wardrobe.

I sat on the bed waiting for him to speak as he just stood in front of me.

"We associated with another gang, and they found out about something that they want", he sighed, emphasizing the word 'something'.

"And what is that something that they want?", I eyed him.

"Um, that something...or should I say someone", he paused.

"Is you, y/n. You", he gritted his teeth.

He looked angry and I was surprised to think a gang would want me. What would they want me for?

"What do they want me for?", I scoffed. 

"I believe either to keep you captive, sell you, or use you to satisfy their obsessive needs", he said.

"Well, that's an obvious no. I'm not going with them or staying here. I want to go home", I emphasized my words angrily.

He sighed in frustration. "Y/n, you have us. We can protect you."

"Protect me? Protect me?!", I yelled.  

"You captured me, tied me to a bed, forcefully had sex with me, threatened me if I disobey you that I'd be sent to one of your members, then you accidentally reveal your true identity to me!", I raged, emphasizing even more. 

"You want to protect me just because you captured me and confessed your love?! Nope! I refuse to be here and risk my life among two groups of men who want to keep me captive for their own reasons!!", I screamed.

I looked him up and down, anger flaring in my eyes before I stormed out of the room.

I ran as fast as I could around the warehouse, finally finding the exit. It was already dark outside, seeing how late they came back to the warehouse.

I could sense that he was chasing me, but I found my way to an area which made him lose track of me.

It took a while for me to reach the area that was secret, and close to my apartment.

I ran faster and faster, hoping I wouldn't get caught. My legs ached and burned, urging me to stop but I refused.

After a bit more running, I stopped in front of my apartment. Just the sight made me happy.

Thankfully, nobody was behind me and Taehyung didn't know where I lived, so I rushed inside my apartment.

I locked the door, sighing of relief that I'm inside my home after so long.

I was safe.

Safe from the world.

Away from Taehyung's gang.

Away from the other gang that wants me captive.

Away from Taehyung, the person I thought I loved.

My life has been complicated ever since he came into it, and now I feel relieved.

Now that I'm safe, I think I really enjoy it. I walked over to my couch and relaxed, stress being released from my shoulders.

I noted myself that I'd change my job, even though I sadly, only worked there for one day.

The past few days have been chaotic. I want to be able to stick up for myself. I am no longer the innocent y/n everyone once knew. 

I'm going to practice fighting to take caution of myself.

I refuse to be ever put in a chaotic situation ever again.

Come for me Taehyung.

Come for me, stupid gang that wants me.

Come for me, and see what happens.

I smirked and headed towards my bedroom to tend to myself.

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[a/n: short chapter, but hope you liked it. i finally regained ideas for this story. (: cya 'til the next chapter.]