My Vampire Kidnapper (Vkook)

Chapter 29

Taehyung's pov.

It was now that I decided. I will leave Hoseok, and give Jungkook another chance. I don't think I can live without him. I need him.

"Hoseok, I know I said I have forgiven you but please don't hug me, I don't think I'm ready for anyone to hold me yet; sorry," I said, purely to get out of his uncomfortable hold. To say that we are mates, we don't seem to like each other very much. 

Yes, I know he said he likes me but I still get the feeling that he's hiding something about his past, something that I should know, or remember. It unsettles me to think that he could have some ulterior motive for taking me away from Jungkook.

" ok Tae, I won't touch you unless you want me to, hows that?" He looked straight into my eyes, awaiting my confirmation that what he is suggesting is ok.

However, the name he called me rang in my ears. The deafening memories of my past flooded my head. "Tae come play with me," "I love you Tae," "Please save me Tae." The dreadful visions of what happened, flashed in my head, hurting me.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I screamed. Tears fell, never-ending streams rushed down my cheeks, collecting at my chin, only to fall and land on the hard ground. Why did he have to call me that? Why did he have to bring the memories back? Why can't I just forget?

He took a step back, baffled by my outburst. He left. Silently, he left me, probably knowing that nothing he could say would help. 

I stop my crying after a while. I look around, trying to see a way I can escape, I need to leave, as soon as possible. I then notice the large window. How I didn't notice it before I'll never know. I look around again for something to smash the glass with until I found a large wooden box in the wardrobe. It was unlocked, so I decided to take a peak.

I opened it to find a bunch of old, really old photos. Some of the photos looked as if they could date back to World War 1 and even further, however, they all seemed to look like the same person. They were all at weird angles like the photographer was trying to avoid being seen by the man. Most of the photos were all side views, making it hard to see how he was, that was until one photo. 

The photo was a front view. The man wore an  Army uniform, World War 1 for sure. His hair was parted and a gun rested in his had, but what shocked Taehyung the most was his face. His dark eyes, thin lips, square jaw. 

It was Jungkook. 

Why did Hoseok have all these pictures of Jungkook?

All of them, photos, looking like they were from the 1800s all the way up to present. All of Junkook.

Why?

  AN: Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a vote or a comment. Sorry, it's not a long update and that you had to wait so long for it!

What do you think of Hoseok's little stash of pictures? Creepy? Do you think Tae will make it out? What do you think happened in Tae's past?

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Cass xx