He's Mine...I Think. {Namjoon Fanfiction} Completed✔

part 17

I sat at the curb in front of Annalise's house, looking up at the sky and admiring the stars that slowly revealed themselves as it got darker. It wasn't long before Namjoon entered my thoughts again.
Was every time he.. flirted..was that fake?
Was all of it a big joke to him?
Did he just want to get into my pants?
...
Was he just taking advantage of my school girl crush..?
I shook my head, trying to clear the thoughts out of my brain.
He couldn't have been. I can see the half dead look in his eyes.. Annalise is using wicca on him.
I knew she liked him, but I didn't think she would stoop that low.
I furrowed my eyebrows in thought as the front door to the house opened.
"Noir?"
"Hey Mia."
Mia sat down next to me, folding her dress underneath her and hugging her legs to her chest.
"Aren't you cold?"
"Not really." I replied. We sat in silence for a while before Mia spoke again.
"I think we need to work this plan out. Like, right now." She said, looking at me. I raised an eyebrow and looked back at her.
"Why?"
She fidgeted with her hands.
"Because he and Annalise kinda just disappeared into her bedroom..."
"What?!" I quickly stood up and strode towards the house.
"Well I-"
"He could be dead right now!" I interrupted her, shoving past the crowd towards Annalise's bed chamber.
Thank god for sleepovers.
"OK I think you're over reacting a little bit."
"He could be dying Mia!" I yelled at her, and we reached the room, but before I opened the door I hesitated as we heard a groan from the other side. Mia crossed her arms.
"Or, you know, they could be doing that." She said.
I glared at her and opened the door.
Mia and I both gasped at what we saw. I didn't know what to look at first.
There was a five pointed star inside a circle drawn on the floor with chalk. On each point were candles, and a bowl in the middle. I looked over to the corner, my eyes wide.
Namjoon lay on the bed, without a shirt on, his hands tied to the bedposts.  He had a gag in his mouth, and as soon as he saw me his eyes widened and he attempted to yell out.
"Hm, look whose come running like a lost puppy." My head snapped to the other side of the room, where Annalise stood, on hand on her hip as she slowly stepped towards the bed and Namjoon. I went to take a step forward to stop her when Mia grabbed my arm.
Annalise held a knife in her other hand.
She followed our gaze to the knife and looked back up at us, smiling.
"Oh this little thing? I got it as a gift from a friend. Quite spiffy, wouldn't you say?"
She laughed as neither of us answered. I growled and took a step forward.
"Let him go."
"Oh-ho-ho what do we have here? A superhero come to save the day? How pitiful." With each word she spoke I felt my anger grinding against my skin, a living, fire breathing thing wanting to break out.
"I said let him go."
"Annalise, let him go." Mia backed me up, and I felt my hands started to shake as Annalise stepped closer to Namjoon.
"Ah, the freak with the mind of a six year old. Noir, I expected better from you than that. " I looked over at Mia and felt my heart break as I saw her eyes dim, her wall of confidence crumbling away. I looked back at Annalise.
"She makes a better friend then you ever were!" I yelled, and Mia grabbed my hand, gratefulness shown through the squeeze of her hand. Annalise laughed.
"Yeah. Alright. I'm bored. Will you guys hurry up and try to fight me so I can win and kill all three of you?" She said, picking at her nails. Mia growled and raced towards her.
"MIA!" I yelled out, trying to grab her.
I missed her arm by a hair and could only watch in horror as she tackled Annalise, who within moments had Mia tied up, a gag in her mouth. She looked at me with a wild look in her eyes. Annalise giggled and I thought I would vomit at the sound of it. She stood up and brushed herself off.
"You're going to have to try harder then that, darling." Annalise brought the knife to Mia's throat, forcing her head up.
"Such a pretty face, it would be a shame for it to become pale and full of maggots six feet under." Annalise said plainly, and I gulped audibly. I felt my fists clench as she made her way to Namjoon, slowly sinking into the bed next to him. I watched in silent fury as she dragged a finger slowly down his midsection.
"And this," she smirked as she reached his belt and he jerked, "-we wouldn't want this to go to waste, would we, Noir?" She said, pressing a kiss against his neck. Satisfied for the moment, she stood back up and faced me, triumph in her eyes.
"It seems you have a decision to make, bestie." She spat the last word, and I too grimaced at the word.
"Namjoon, or Mia?"