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Met your match

CHERRYS POV
"Your time is running out! I thought you wanted to be a K-POP idol? I thought you cared about Y/N? Was that a lie?"  Yoongi bellowed through the phone, which was, unfortunately, pressed to my ear.

"No baby, I do care! I'm just struggling with it." I reply in a panicked tone.

We've been over this a million times. Save Y/N. Did I feel bad that I couldn't save her? Of course I did! But, at the end of the day, I was trying my hardest to get her out, and she was just so stubborn and waiting for a perfect time to do it without suspicion.

"Go get her now and drag her out of there. I don't care how you do it, just do it! If I have to get my hands dirty for you, you lose your idol dreams and go back to being a homeless bitch!"

The sound of the anger in his voice was enough to make me whimper a quick "yes" before hanging up on him.

A sigh left my lips as I leant against the park bench. Streetlights were illuminating the concrete paths and bringing a better image of the world to my sight. There was something eerie about tonight, though; I just couldn't place my finger on what was making it such a way.

I had to come up with a plan to get Y/N out of there tonight. After pondering for a while I came up with an idea I surely won't like, but Yoongi didn't go against his word when it came to threats, and I wasn't one to throw away my dreams for mere sentiment, so despite my reluctance, it had to be done.

I was waiting for some sort of taxi or means of transportation. The roads were empty, barely any vehicle in sight. I began walking down the pavement in hopes of bettering my chances or finding a ride. That was when I heard it. The subtle echo footsteps behind me. I looked behind me to see a man, his face unidentifiable. However, his build gave me reason towards my following actions. He was muscular, the strength practically reeling from him, and his head reached around six feet in height. I turned around in a hasty fashion, and began walking, nearly jogging, at a faster pace. As I did so, I began tugging down at the hen of my red party dress, which was inching its way up ever so slightly over my thighs with every hasty step.

I was trying to stay calm, but all tranquility left me when I turned around to see that the strange man was still following me. This lead me to sprint. I began running at the fastest pace my high heels could take me. Unfortunately for me, that was not nearly as far as what I would class as a safe distance, and the figure caught up with me very shortly. I practically threw myself around to see him, but just as I was about to speak and ask questions, I felt a pinch in my arm. I looked down to see a syringe. My legs became limp, and my body became numb as my eyes drifted closed into a forced sleep.

Y/N POV

Robbery. We were in the middle of a robbery. I turned around in fright, trying to creep back to my room to call the police, when something, or someone, grabbed my hair roughly and yanked me back into the bathroom. My head harshly hit the tiled wall, my mind and senses becoming disoriented. I slumped to the floor and looked around the bathroom. My head pounded as the nerves tried to reorganise themselves from the previous impact, and  I saw two black shoes in front of my face, and a figure crouched down as they were looking at me. He was saying something,  but the constant ringing in my ears prevented me from being able to understand past distant and muffled noises.

I tried to take a closer look, failing as the strain it hurt my eyes too much for me to cope. I fought the urge to fall asleep, desperate not to succumb to the temptation, but my weak body began to give into the darkness.

As I was slipping into a hazy slumber, I saw a woman step into the bathroom, a gasp eliciting from her lips before I rolled my head to the side, knocked out cold.

LAYLA'S POV
An echo of shattering glass woke me up in a panic. I sat up in haste and terror, only to be met with the above bunk bed hitting me in my head. A harsh pain ran through my skull as I rubbed it in attempt to soothe my pain. Before I even managed to open my eyes, I heard a loud thud come from the bathroom, followed by a pair of heavy, booted footsteps running into my room.

Only when my eyes opened did I notice a black pair of boots infront of me on the floor. A painful tug of my hair forced me up as I was dragged through the bedroom. Once getting to the table, I got a broken piece of the glass from the vase, the destruction of such an object being the cause of my awakening. Not having any time or stability to aim, I relentlessly stabbed the mysterious man in the foot with it.

He yelped in surprise, causing me to mentally congratulate myself for a few seconds, before I ran to the closest hiding place to me - the bathroom. Sighing in relief, I hastily fumbled to lock myself in.

Stepping a foot in the bathroom, a black figure was hunched over Y/N. All I could see was her bruised face and cut cheek, probably from the sound that followed the smash from before. Her H/C was messed up and the shower curtain had fallen into the bath. I gasped in shock as I felt a sharp piece of metal going into my neck, before some strange liquid was forcefully injected, causing me to panic and fall to the tiled ground.

I landed with a thud and numbness started to spread through me slowly. My aching bones gave up, and so did I, not attempting to stay awake as I just let the darkness over take me.

Yoongi's POV

I slammed my phone down through the glass table in anger. I wanted Y/N and that stupid, pathetic bitch Cherry was fucking it all up for me. I was beyond angry, pissed even. I stormed off to my
CCTV room to have a look at the cameras I had put in Y/N's dorm. She could calm me down - she always did. I watched as she slept peacefully in her dorm. I grabbed my other phone and dialled a number. After two rings they answered.

"I want her here now!"

"Yes sir."

A smirk made its way to my face and I hung up and watched the footage.

'Oh, my sweet, sweet, Y/N. HowI will soon have you in my arms.' I thought darkly, chuckling in a maniacal way. 'And nobody will lay their dirty eyes on you but me, and me alone.'

"Just you wait..."