Captivation (A BTS OT7 FF)(21+)(FINISHED)(READ TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE READING)

The Fantastic Lies of Vante (Part 2) ***

After what felt like an eternity of beautiful nightmares and trying to keep myself from crying in his arms I woke just before dawn to get my things ready for the day ahead of me. I snuck from his sleeping arms as I made my way towards the bathroom to take a shower. 

I removed the nightgown that wrapped firmly around my body as I looked in the mirror. My reflection haunted me. The fading bruises from that day displayed themselves proudly on my body as the bright light in the hotel bathroom. Have I really allowed myself to take this much of a beating for them? I don't deserve this. I love them but I can't do this anymore. I need to get away from them. 

The tears fell from my eyes like last night's rain as my broken body made its way into the large shower. Steaming hot water fell from the spout overhead, touching my skin, and burning its way into my soul. My breaths became long and deep as the water ran down down my nipples making them harden. An unexpected moan escaped my lips as I placed my hands on the shower wall to let the water run down my back.  After a long shower, I decided it would be best to get out and greet the day. I prayed and hoped Tae would still be in his slumber as I tiptoed out of the bathroom, gently closing the door behind me.

"Did you enjoy your shower," a deep voice spoke in the direction of the bed. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to face the man who sat on the bed in nothing more on than the white satin sheet that loosely hung from the bed. I cleared my throat and nodded my head, lowering it to the ground to avoid his gaze. 

Quickly walking over to the other side of the room where my lone suitcase sat, I picked it up placing it on the bed getting my outfit for the day out. I became painfully aware of how naked he truly was as he stood up showing his bare ass before he turned around to look at me. Bringing my head up to look at him, I let out a gasp as I noticed the large purple a black hickies that trailed his torso and neck. I covered my mouth as the tears I had been holding back started to fall. 

He looked at his body and then back to me as he realized that he had just exposed himself as a liar. I grabbed my clothes and ran into the bathroom as I could before he could catch me. I place my small naked body into the far corner and began crying into my knees. 

"Rori, please I was drunk and it was the biggest mistake of my life. Please don't shut me out," he mumbled from outside the door. 

"Go away, Taehyung! Please just leave me alone."        

"Okay, I'll leave, baby. When you are ready to talk, just call me," he said softly as leaned against the door. 

" I'LL NEVER BE READY! I REGRET THE DAY I MET YOU GUYS. I REGRET THAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH ALL OF YOU! I REGRET KNOWING YOU! ALL YOU GUYS DO IS HURT ME MENTALLY AND LET YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ABUSE ME PHYSICALLY. YOU NEVER LOVED ME OR CARED ABOUT ME! I'M MOVING OUT OF THE HOUSE! JUST LET ME GO, I'M BEGGING YOU. I'LL STOP LISTENING TO YOUR MUSIC GOING TO CONCERTS, I WON'T EVEN MENTION YOUR NAME JUST......." I screamed out at the top of my lungs. 

I heard a sniffle from the other side of the door as he whispered an apology. I cried until I couldn't possibly cry anymore. When I heard him walk back across the room followed by the outside door shut my heart completely shattered. After a few minutes, I managed to pick my self up off the ground and making my way out of the door. 

The room was completely empty except for my green suitcase that laid on the bed. I decided I would stay in bed and concentrate on going condo hunting on Monday. Putting on a giant t-shirt and some panties, I slipped myself back into the covers and curled myself into a ball. "I'm so stupid, why did I ever think they would want to love someone like me," I whispered to my self as turned my head into the pillow filling it with tears. 

I laid in bed crying as I let the day pass me by. Even my dreams were a constant reminder of them as my brain repeated their pictures in my head. Every thought of them was a constant reminder of my lacking self-love. Why am I not good enough for them? Is it because I'm not beautiful like those girls? Am I fat? What's wrong with me?