Love is the Drug || m.yg

Chapt 8: Fire

WARNING: Aggression, Psychological Disorder, Self-Harm within this chapter, Some readers might find this chapter very disturbing and heavy. Please read at your own risk!!! other than that, Please enjoy.

*(I also wanted to mention, Starting now, I will not only be using she/her, but I will also be using binary/non-binary gender words, I want my readers to feel welcomed and appreciated. If I am missing a pronoun please do not hesitate to let me know, okay lovelies? There will be some changes later in this book, I will make sure to edit the earlier pages as well. Now let's continue...) 

(Y/N) P.O.V

I was scared of what Yoongi was going to do to me...I've never felt so helpless and weak with him... and now what?...no...I don't want this... not like this...

Yoongi went kissing me roughly and aggressively, I tried to break free from his grip but he was too strong. I felt tears rolling down my cheek, I broke off the kiss.

"Yoongi why are you doing this! I don't want this! Not like this-" Yoongi cut me off.

"I don't care! You're mine and you belong to me and only me!" He went towards my neck and started kissing and trying to remove my top.

"ENOUGH!" With all my strength, I kicked him in the torso, causing him to fall on the floor.  I got up and dashed out of the room and towards the front door. Everyone else in the BTS gang was still there, Momo and the others had left.

"RM, Please take me home! I can't be here anymore" I panicked, my anxiety was rising high, my mind only could think of him coming out of the house and grabbing me. I could tell how worried RM was, as he was analyzing what was going on. He escorted me to his car, while the boys just stayed outside now feeling bad and worried about what was happening.

He opened the door for me and then closed it once I was inside, he then later yelled at Jin and J-hope. "Check up on Yoongi, make sure he does NOT go out at all, especially if he wants to look for (Y/N). Got it?!" and with that, he started the car and we drove away.

Yoongi's P.O.V

I sat up and while placing both my hand on my head and gripping on my hair while just thinking to myself.

"What's going on with me?...."

"T-This isn't me...."

"I wouldn't- I would never-.....do something she/he wouldn't want...."

"THE FUCK MIN YOONGI?!"

I felt my blood boiled with rage, I never wanted to fight myself so badly. I would never want to hurt (Y/N)...what has happened to me? Could it be because I started hanging with the guys? No... The drugs?... No-... I... don't know... i'm not okay...

"Min Yoongi...."

"That voice....wha-"

"Min Yoongi.."

The whole room turns dark, I was still sitting on the floor looking very confused about what was going on. Then a figure started to form in front of me. It was.....

Me.....

I felt hot, I started to sweat. I was nervous about what was going on. I've never had this experience before.

"Hi, Yoongi" the other me started to chuckle.

"wha- what do you want? why are you here?!" I stood up quickly, still nervous about what was happening. I was confused about everything. I'm me..then that's me but...why he- I mean why am I not me?...