Beautiful Obsession --kth. story

Me

*Third Person  POV*

You tossed and turned in your agitated sleep, your mind swirling in a pool filled with the events which had happened recently. You weren't sure what woke you up, whether it was the blood freezing screams of your boyfriend resonating through your mind, or if it was Taehyung's cold lips against your neck. 

One or the other you were now awake and panting, small beads of sweat rolling down the side of your temple while you tried to steady you racing heart.

Taehyung's chuckle nearly made you jump, turning your head towards him only to see an amused smile on his lips.

"Had a nightmare sweetheart?" He asked with his raspy morning voice while one of his hands ran through your hair, carefully brushing the sweat that had formed on your clear skin. 

"Don't worry about it." You assured, forcing a small smile to form on your lips. 

He examined your face a little longer, trying to figure out the lie which was displayed all over your face. But you praised yourself for being sure a good actor, the boy soon switching subjects as he averted his eyes away form you.

"I'll go make breakfast, stay here and rest some more... you need it after last night's events." He winked before jumping out of bed, grabbing some clothes which consisted of baggy sweat pants and a halfway buttoned blouse. "I'll be back." 

And just like that you were now alone in his room, the room he had prohibited you to go into since the very beginning. Your eyes wandered around the room, unconsciously searching for something to get you out of there.

You waited until you couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, bolting out of his bed and onto your feet. Your feet speed walked to the nearest drawer as you rummaged through it, not knowing exactly what you hoped to find.

His nightstand was the last placed you looked, encountering toys which you wished you wouldn't have found. "What kind of shit is this man into-" You frowned as you moved past the toys, making sure not to touch any since god knows what he has done with all of these.

But your disgusted frowned turned to a relieved one soon enough, your hand grabbing onto the device which you had hoped to find. It, being what could potentially save your life. You quickly pressed on the power button, hoping to see the home screen appear with its blue light.

You cursed under your breath, going through the drawer once more and through the other left ones as well mentally crossing your fingers to find the wire to charge the phone. But to your misfortune, non was in there, leaving you with an uncharged phone.

"Shit." You ran a hand through your hair with your eyes closed, thinking of any other place he could've potentially placed a charger.

You were so deep in your thoughts that you hadn't heard Taehyung walking into the room.

"You should be in bed love." His alerted voice snapped you out of your thoughts, shoving the phone in the large pockets of the sweatpants you were wearing, hoping Tae didn't see it.

"You're feet are going to get cold against the marble floor, come on." He walked over to you and guided you back on the bed with a helpful hand on your back to guide you.

"I'm coming with the food soon." He smiled sweetly as he left a quick peck on top of your head.

You couldn't deny it, it almost broke your heart when he was being nice like this. But he was a cold hearted kidnapper and psychopath, it's all but a facade that he has on.

You smiled back at him as he got up to leave, but that smile quickly left when the light 'ding' of a bell was heard coming from your pockets. 

He stopped right in his track his back facing you, you couldn't breath and your heart was racing. The phone had opened finally.

"Baby girl,"

His voice was low and sounded way calmer than what it sounded like a few seconds ago. His head turned around slowly with his body following close after, his eyes pierced daggers through your own. No sign of emotion showing. 

"Give me the phone, you don't want me to get mad now, don't you?"

He extended his hand towards you, but you stayed still on the bed, only staring back at him, simply too scared to move.

He chuckled, letting his head drop to the side with his hand still out. 

"NOW."

//Well guess who's still alive issa meee

I'll be updating it probably after tomorrow since I got that brain off school finally :)

It's almost the end of this short story y'all, prepare yourselves because ya'll gonna be mad at me for the ending heh

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