ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕖

7

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I exited my fath- I mean, my boss's room as he suddenly spoke. "Oh and Sehun?" He sound excited. "Y-yes?" I turned to his slight smirk, his eyes fixed on mine. I sensed a hint of...thirst...in his tone.

I heard him mumble "I have a feeling..." he typed on the phone and smirked. "Interesting." He suddenly tossed the phone to me, and my reflexes activated as I grabbed it midair.

"Tie Y/n up. You have permission to enter the next phase, just don't get too carried away."
I shrugged and exited his office, but I couldn't help but keep thinking about the unsettling smile on his face as I left the room.

When I got to Y/n's room, I placed her phone on the table and looked down at her. I walked closer and tied her to the bed as tight as I could. She has such perfect skin... I'll mess it up a bit.. I smiled.

I injected the sleeping drug once again, making sure she doesn't wake up in the middle of this. Then I started to strike at her, hitting different places on her body and creating bruises. In those few moments, she was basically my personal punching bag. I tried not to rough her up too much, and I was careful not to cause any serious damage.

But I couldn't help the rage she stirred up inside of me.

I stopped when I realized how much blood I had drawn. "Sh*t." I whispered to myself as I glanced at my hands.

The rings I was wearing had cut her here and there, leaving my hands stained red.

That's enough for now, just get on with it, I urged myself.

I took a picture then texted Yoongi.

Me
Hi yoongi.

Yoongi
Oh my god are you okay?

Me
I am fine.

Yoongi
I miss you so much where r u...

There was no response after a few minutes.

...

Yoongi
Y/n? Is this you?

I smirked and sent the photo of y/n. Here's your precious y/n. Yoongi. I hope someday you will know why I'm acting like this to you.

Y/n POV

I lay awake in the small room, wondering why I was here and why Sehun keeps putting me to sleep. Nothing makes sense anymore.
I also had some bruises and open open wounds, which mad even less sense. But I could feel them. It hurt. Just like Sehun hurt me.

First he's this cute, kind and lovable person who asked me on a date. Then he changes to this uncaring, mysterious and devilish criminal who asked me out only to kidnap me. I had a flashback...

I was walking down the street, it was in the middle of the day and the sun was shining brightly.

I was heading home from some food shopping. Suddenly I get slammed from behind and I start falling to the ground, but I suddenly stop just before face planting. Someone...someone caught me...by my shirt? I look behind me to see a tall, dark haired man about my age, smiling nervously.

"I-I am so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. I-I really am truly sorry, here let me help you." He jerked me back to help me stand, but when he let go my balance was uneasy and I just fell down again. This time he did not catch me. I fell onto the ground, a scrape now on my knee.

"I AM SO SORRY, I DID NOT MEAN TO DO THAT." He freaked out and his expression was sort of funny. He looked as if this happens a lot, but each time he does not know how to handle it.

"I-it's fine, I'm clumsy myself." I said, struggling to stand up. Then he grabbed my hand and helped me up without warning. He pulled me to his side, but even as I was standing afterwards he didn't let go of my hand.

"Um, thanks, but you can let go now." I said to him awkwardly.

"O-oh, of course! Heh, sorry I'm a bit flustered...." he said.

"How so?" I asked him.
"Well," He said slowly, rubbing the back of his neck. "it's not everyday people meet woman as beautiful as you. What's your name?"

I was flattered, and I didn't know what at all to say. Immediately Yoongi came into my mind.
"Uh, y/n. My name is y/n."

"What a lovely name." He said. It astonished me how quickly he could go from a nervous wreck to a pro flirter.

"I'm Sehun. Say, would you like to meet me tomorrow, have a little date?"

I laughed. "I just met you. Literally."
"So? We could get to know each other."
I smiled. The way he kept trying, and the way he thought just made me say yes. But again...Yoongi came into my mind. No. I can't. Sehun will just get in the way. There's nobody else for me.

"Sorry, Sehun. I can't. I....have someone else." I said.

"Oh, I see.." His bright, confident mood dropped, and that moment, my whole perspective of him changed. Something about his expression, forced words out of my mouth.
"I can meet you as friends though." I said suddenly.

He perked up. His eyes started to sparkle and he beamed like nothing I've ever seen before. You would think he'd seem a bit childish, the way he acted, but something about him didn't seem like a child at all. "Ok!" He smiled brightly, his charm sky rocketing.
I smiled back. He was definitely coming off as someone special.

That day, I thought I was getting myself into a relationship I would cherish. I thought Sehun was going to be someone that could always make me smile. Someone I would go to when I couldn't talk to anyone else.
But now I see how wrong I was.

That was the worst decision of my life. Now I'm stuck here, taken from my Yoongi, and I will probably never see him again. Never again. I felt a tear run down my cheek.

Suddenly the door swung open and my first instinct was to pretend to be asleep.