Bts Oneshots

The Basement (KNJ)

A/N so I just want to apologize to my poor baby Joonie in advance because this story is just kinda insane. BTW I wrote this for my exams so feel sorry for my English teacher.

Also trigger warning there are mentions of abuse and torture and kidnapping as I said before this story is insane.

When she woke up her head is throbbing and the the side of her hair was matted with dried blood.

"Where am I?" she silently questioned, brows furrowing in confusion.

"You're finally awake," a gruff voice spoke from beside her. She yelped in shock at the sudden noise. Just as her eyes were adjusting to the dark, the door was opened. A blonde lady who looked like she was in her mid forties stepped through.

"Oh my children how excited I am to see that you both are awake, follow me to your rooms," was all she said before walking out. The two teenagers hesitantly followed her out of the room and up two flights of stairs.

"Now my daughter this is your room and opposite to it is your brother's room," the crazy lady explained.

"LISTEN WOMAN WE ARE NOT SIBLINGS I DON'T KNOW EITHER OF YOU AND I WANT TO GO HOME!" the boy beside her screamed. The sound of a harsh slap echoed through the hallway as the black haired boy clutched his reddening check.

"HOW DARE YOU BE RUDE TO YOUR MOTHER," she bellowed "IF ANYMORE OF THIS ABNORMAL BEHAVIOUR FROM EITHER OF YOU THE PUNISHMENT WILL BE WORSE, AM I CLEAR!"The two children timidly nodded and silently went into their new rooms.

That night the poor girl got no sleep. She was kept up all night wondering about her family and if she would ever see them again.

Three months have past since she woke up in the basement and three days has past since she had last seen the boy. He had been caught rolling his eyes at the horrid woman so she took him to the basement. Each night is filled with his tortured screams and apologies.

After seven long and painful days, he was released but her was different. The witty and intelligent boy was replaced by someone who was constantly polite and scared of the woman he  would usually curse with no remorse. He started referring his fellow inmate as 'my dear sister' and the woman as 'my kind and loving mother', he was constantly hovering over the confused girl and started being extra affectionate towards her. 

As the months passed again, the boy and the woman became obsessed with her, following her everywhere she went and never allowing her to step foot outside of the house. Finally she decided that she need to get out, she needed to go back to her family, to all those that truly loved her. She planned her escape for weeks and timed hit perfectly. She snuck out of her room to the hallway, down the stairs and through the kitchen. Her heart was pounding in her chest at the thought of it all being over, that she would get her freedom back but before she could open the front door the lights turned on. 

"What's wrong my dear sister, are you trying to leave me?" he asked, tears welled up in his eyes at the thought of his beloved sister leaving him, "Am I not a good enough big brother, because I can try I'll be better." Tears streaming down his face as a cruel smile spread across his face. 

"If it's mother's fault you have no reason to worry, I already took care of that." Only then did she look down at his hands which were soaked in blood, and large knife grasped between them. Just as she was about to run, a hand grasped her wrist painfully, the boy dragged her down to the basement. Her arms and legs were chained to the wall as the boy walked towards her with the knife and sunk it into her flesh.

Two young teenagers are walking along the road, hand in hand eating some sort of pastry,  "Namjoon," the girl says" thank you for being the best big brother ever."