"Jimin, Jungkook, Come take a look at little lady Yong, she's exquisite."
"Save her for me."
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Highest ranks:
#19 in 'taehyungxreader'
#1 in 'thepurge'
it's cringey. this book IS NOT romantic.
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"I have one best friend To this very fucking day Since we were five years old And I fucking moved away."
🌸🌸🌸 7 hours before the purge Taehyung's POV
Y/N Yong. I had my eye on her for a while, now I can finally get what I want. For years, I was ridiculed by those around me. "Stop dreaming. She'd never love you, nerd." "Wake up, loser."
My only supporters were my friends. The only ones who truly believed in me.
She thought well of me. Never suspected angthing. She's got another thing coming.
Oh Y/N.I take what I want when I want it. And I want you.
—————— Wendy's POV
*SPLASH*
Scared out of our shit, Y/N and I freeze tf up. My hand shaking as I reach out and scoop up the substance and let it fall through my fingers. Blood.
I scream out and Y/N swim-runs towards the door, banging hard on it.
"Y/N STOP IT'S OKAY!" I screams out. Y/N stops banging on the door and she slowly turns around towards me.
"It's okay. It's okay. WENDY SWEETIE, TELL ME IS THIS REALLY FUCKING OKAY?!" "IS IT FUCKING OKAY THAT WE ARE HERE ON PURGE NIGHT LOCKED IN A ROOM FULL OF DERANGED FUCKING SERIAL KILLERS, SWIMMING IN A POOL OF BLOOD, SURROUNDED BY COLOURFUL BODYPARTS?!" She screams out exasperated.
"PEOPLE LIKE OURSELVES SHOULDN'T FUCKING BE HERE." She finishes of in tears.
She walks towards the control room and stands right in front of Jungkook. "And you.." She starts. "You disgust me. I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVER-" "ENOUGH." A loud voice booms, silencing everyone.
"WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP?! CAN'T A MAN GET SOME REST AROUND HERE?!" He asks, clearly annoyed. "SHUT UP OR I'LL BLOW ALL OF YOUR FUCKING BRAINS OUT." He finishes dramatically, slamming the door he came through.
The door was painted with a bunch of symbols that looked like hieroglyphics and in the middle, a sign that said 'Fuck Off' in black paint.
Weird.
"Anyways, girls." He clears his throat. "I haven't played chess in a long time, I kept loosing peices. Well, I've got two new peices on the board. The only two I need."
"Why should we care?" I say, tired of his shenanigans. "Because you and Y/N are those pieces." He yells, smiling.
"You guys will be the kings." He speaks, picking up two porcelain dolls that eerily look like my friend and I. "Y/N, Wendy. You know the rules of chess, right?" He picks up a hammer.
"If the two kings come into contact." He stops to smash the head of a doll.
"Checkmate."
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A/N: What do you think of the story thus far? Comment down below your opinions and any advice. Also, who noticed the Billie Eilish reference?
