Possessive || Kim Taehyung

Chapter.2 | Hatred

I threw my heavy body on the dirty hotel bed. I closed the light and tugged myself in the white sheets. I had booked a hotel-room for one night, since I didn't have any other place to stay at. I chose the hotel which was furthest away from Taehyung.
I couldn't stop thinking about the fight I had with him earlier. The fact that he slapped me on the cheek made my heart feel numb.

I brushed my fingers through my hair frustrated. My shaky fingers finally came to stop after running restlessly through my messed up hair. I bit down on my lip trying not to burst in tears. Crying won't change anything.

Anger was boiling inside of me. Why doesn't Taehyung try to understand? Why is he so ignorant? Anger was flowing through my veins. I shouted curses at him and let out my tears. I stared blankly at the white ceiling as tears rolled down my cheek one by one. I felt as if my soul had left my drenched body.

I wonder what Taehyung is doing right now. Maybe he's sad right, just like me. Or maybe he's in the club and has forgotten everything? I bet he doesn't even care.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to fall asleep. It wouldn't be good if I let my thoughts take over.
Seems like sleep wasn't written in my fate. I couldn't seem to fall asleep. I just sat motionless, unaware of the time that passed, just staring into the wall. No thoughts came to me except that my fate was sealed.

Suddenly I heard a knock on my door. I ignored it at first, I thought I was just hearing things. Who would knock on my door at midnight?
The knocking continued causing me to get goosebumps.
I jumped off the bed when I realized that someone was actually outside the door.
I walked towards the door and froze in front of it. Unfortunately, the door didn't have a peephole, so I couldn't see who it was.

I don't think it's a good idea to open the door. The knocking started getting more aggressive as time went by. What if it's someone who needs help? I cleared my dry throat.
"Who is it?" I asked with a clear voice. No answer.
I hesitated before I finally decided to open it. I opened the door halfway for safety purposes.

The moment I opened the door my mouth was left wide open.
It was Taehyung! Hundreds of questions wandered inside my mind. How did he find me? Why is he here? Taehyung had a smirk on his face. I couldn't figure out was his intentions were. My legs grew weak and I immediately backed away to slam the door closed. Before I could even close the door, Taehyung slammed his muscular body on the door causing me to stumble backwards. The door was left wide open for Taehyung to come in.
Taehyung stomped in the quiet hotel room. I took a few steps back, to keep distance between me and Taehyung.
My heavy breath filled the room.

"Why are you so scared of me, Y/N?" he asked in a gentle tone and came towards me.
Umm, You just barged in my room, maybe that's why!

"Why did you come here?!" I shouted at him. Anger was plastered on my face. I didn't want to see him.

"I came here to apologize, Y/N" he said with a sweet voice and came even closer. He reached out his hands towards me. He wanted me to hold them, I suppose.

I acted as if I didn't see his hands.
"I've forgiven you, okay? You can leave now." I said with attitude. It came out rude, even though that was not what I meant. I couldn't bare looking at him anymore.

"No, I'm not going without you, babe." He said and crossed his arms. I'm not coming with him. I had already made my mind. I don't even want to be in this relationship anymore. I was already feeling mad, and seeing him just made me more irritated. I just need some time for myself.

"I need some sleep, just leave, Taehyung." I told him. It was kind of a warning. I knew that if he didn't leave soon, I would explode.

I looked away and rubbed my forehead with my palm. My head was starting to hurt.

"You're still mad, aren't you? Come on, I said I'm sorry. Let's just go home now." I shot him a 'are you serious' look. Of course I'm still mad. Nothing will change just because he apologized.

"Of course, I'm still mad at you! Do you expect me to forgive you just because you brought your ass up here? Hell no. Just get out of my face. I'm sure you'll feel better once you shove your dick up those sluts!" The outrage in my voice even surpised me. I bit my tongue when I realized that maybe I went too far.

Taehyung suddenly snapped. He had completely lost it. His jaw was clenched and his hands were turned into fists. I had crossed the line, and I knew it.

"FUCK, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR ATTITUDE!" He groaned before he stomped towards my direction. My body reacted quick and I jumped on the bed. I pushed myself to the corner of the bed. His face looked terrifying, that's the only way I can describe it.
With quick movements he came on the bed too. He grabbed my ankle and drug me across the bed on my stomach. I let out a loud scream on top of my lungs. I was surpised that nobody was here yet. No security guards, no one.

Taehyung came on top of me. His heavy body was on top of my small frame. I could barely breath. His chest that I once used to love waking up to every morning, was now something I wanted to cut into pieces.
I groaned as I tried to push his chest away, but he was way too strong. I dug my fingernails into Taehyung's skin. He yelped in pain before coming off me. I fell off the bed and desperately breathed for air.

Taehyung stood on the other side of the room. His was slightly crouching down, and his stare was still pinned on me. I looked at his arm where I had dug my nail in. I was surprised his arm was bleeding, I mean I didn't do it that hard, right?

"P-please leave me alone" I managed to say between breathes.
There was a hint of pain and sadness in my tone. I never expected Taehyung to do something like this to me. I loved him, but I could feel that was slowly fading away.

"Sorry, but that's the last thing I'll do" He answered, sending chills down my spine.
Taehyung stood still and stared at me. I was in the edge of crying. What is happening? Why don't he just leave me alone?
I don't know what to do. I don't know what he'll do.

"What do you want me to do?!" I asked defeated. A part of me was scared and ready to do whatever he told me to, the other part of me was mad and wanted to kick his ass.

An annoyed look appeared on Taehyung's attractive face. He looked at me as if I asked the most dumbest question.
"Come back to me."