𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡

ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ

y/n pov

Wincing as I opened my eyes, i was met with pitch-black darkness. My attempt to reach towards the throbbing pain in my head proved futile, owing to the fact that I was tied down to a splintering wooden chair.

Internally cursing at myself for getting myself into a sticky situation, I rubbed my hands fervently against each other, hoping that the bonds would loosen a little.

My hands ached and were probably bruised by now, not to mention the rope burns I got, complimenting the splintering headache due to the drugs I had ingested whilst unaware.

Halting my actions for a moment, it suddenly occurred to me that I knew how to untie the knots. Cursing yet again at myself, my fingers worked quickly and nimbly to release my hands from the restrictions.

Footsteps resounded through the room and gradually increased in volume. With every step the person took, the fear in my heart only grew bigger. I froze and tried to calm my uneven breathing down.

Bringing the movements of my wrists to a halt, my ears pricked up at the sudden absence of sound.

Upon the sensing of a presence behind me, I tensed up slightly and hoped that my handiwork would go unnoticed. My eyes were squeezed tightly shut as I wished for a miracle to take place.

Inhaling sharply, i unconsciously clenched my teeth onto the cloth in my mouth. The unfamiliar feeling of a cool metal blade boldly trailed down the front of my chest, skillfully taking a few of the path-obstructing buttons of my dress shirt along with it, exposing my chest to god knows who.

A deep chuckle resounded behind me accompanied by a rough and calloused finger dragging across my collarbone, forcefully yanking the left sleeve of my already destroyed shirt off my shoulder, revealing my tattoo.

The hair on my neck stood on end, and i felt as if i had been electrocuted.

A hand upon my shoulder brought my cheek against someone's stubble, forcing me to smell a strong alcohol scent lingering on him. A sadistic whisper filled the silence and his words sent me shivers right done my spine.

"Well, well, well, who do we have here? If it isn't the infamous Phoenix. I can't wait til I get to decorate that pretty face of yours. When I'm done with you, no one will ever recognise you. You'll be all mine again, as you should be, and I'll make sure it stays that way. As for those bonds? You have got to be faster doll."

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The excruciating pain inflicted on my body did not deter me. I knew all too well to not scream or shed a tear, a tell-tale sign of my giving in to their sick pleasures. Despite the pain, I kept my hopes up and prayed for a miracle to happen.

Upon the sounding of a way-too-familiar "code red" siren, both of the men torturing me dropped their tools and scurried towards the exit. Taking advantage of the opportunity to free myself, I deftly picked the lock of the handcuffs and grabbed one of the knives previously used to torture me.

Unfamiliar with my surroundings, i ran blindly until i collided with a person. The said person had emerged from an office. The sign on the office was one simple word. "HEAD". My eyes widened in horror and my blood ran cold as i tried to let the newly absorbed knowledge sink in.

It was him, the very one that promised to never leave me. He left me; they both did. Well, only one had left. I guess promises are meant to be broken after all. Caught like deer in headlights by the newfound information, i did the only logical thing anyone would do in my case, i blacked out. The last image ingrained in my memory only of someone calling my name to stay awake and of several gunshots in the distance, before i surrendered myself to the darkness.

So... how is the prologue? I don't see many y/n x BTS gang au around where y/n is better than bts and i really like those, so i decided to write one myself. (lol, what better inspo then this right)

~clx

coming soon