*Yoongi POV*
I was walking down the street into the hotel. I needed to end one man's life, he knows way too much. Suddenly I heard a weird scream and voices coming from the alley. I stopped for a while.
-Promise me you will never do this again... Let's go, I am gonna help you.- a girl was talking.
-Give me my lighter back... nobody cares about me anyway!- a man shouted.
-But I care! I'm not gonna let you hurt yourself. This is not the end. I'll help you...- the girl's voice was over the place.
As I understood, some guy was seeking for attention.
Her voice faded away - I reached the hotel. I got into the victim's room and got ready to pour poison into a glass of water next to the bed. I quickly poured poison into the glass.
The man wasn't in the room that time, lucky me.
I left the hotel as fast as I could, got into the car with my team that was waiting me outside and we headed to our place.
~A week later~
*Rebecca's POV*
The alarm clock rang. I rubbed my eyes, got up to get a glass of water and stopped to look at a family picture on the table. A little happy girl sitting with her parents on a bench in a park on a sunny day.
When I was little, father and I moved from Ireland to South Korea for his job. I grew up here, but it still don't felt like home, because of my looks. Being confused for a tourist by local people... Once in year me and my dad go back to our real home, Ireland. To visit relatives and put flowers on my moms grave... Mom had recently died, when we got here. Her health had never been good and giving birth made her even weaker than she was before. She died after a few years. I only got to know her from photos. I wonder how it would have been like to grow up with her...
I waved off my thoughts. I stood in front a mirror, did my hair and started getting ready.
When I got outside, saw my dad talking with a suspicious young man. I think he's one of those drug dealers...
-Dad, what are you doing here?
-Rebecca? Go to school. I have work to do, it has nothing to do with you.
I looked at the young man. He gave me a cold glare.
Yeah, right... But it's more smuggling than work... Like always.
I turned away and continued my walk to school.
Suddenly the view got dark. It's a black sack on my head. I started panicking, kicking and screaming, but it didn't help. No one heard me, no one saved me. My kidnapper was shouting, I guess he wanted me to calm down but it didn't help. I was dragged into some vehicle and put into a trunk (I think). My hands were tied up, the vehicle started driving and I started crying.
What are they gonna do with me? Did I do something wrong?
My heart was beating like crazy.
A half an hour later the vehicle stopped. I was dragged out and led somewhere. Then we stopped, someone cut the rope on my hands and I heard a door shut. I quickly ripped the bag of my head and looked around.
I was alone in some basement. I checked the door - it was locked, no windows, no way to get out.
I heard a voice behind the door.
-Do you understand what you just did?! It's Rebecca! Not that fucker Sang! How could you fail like that?!
-But, B-boss, you told me to take care of him... I thought-
I heard a shot.
After a moment someone opened the door and walked in. It was the same man.
He looked at me with his dark eyes. His glare was cold and sent shivers down my spine.
I was scared to death...
He brushed his fingers through his blonde hair.
-Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you, Rebecca,-he started walking slowly towards me.
-How do you know me and what do you need from me?.. -I wiped of tears running down my cheeks. My body was trembling uncontrollably.
-You can do nothing about this...- his eyes were cold.
I looked around. I need to get out of this place...
There was a big space between the man and the door.
I quickly stood up and started running towards the doors, but suddently his strong arms got me from behind and I couldn't move.
-You're not gonna run away...- I heard his raspy voice near my ear which was giving me shivers all over my body.
He pushed me further into the room we were. And locked the door behind us.
He took a napkin and some kind of liquid from the table, poured it on the napkin and started going towards me.
I was going backwards, until I hit the wall and he pressed me, I could barely move...
-A-are y-you going to kill me-e?.. -I asked him miserably with my shaking voice.
-I'm not gonna hurt you... Please, stop crying! -he was annoyed.
Then he harshly pressed a napkin on my nose and mouth with his other hand.
I was screaming and squirming, but suddenly I felt really weak. I was near fainting on the ground, but I felt his arms around my body holding me.
The view bluried and my mind turned blank. I lost consciousness.
_to_be_continued_
