【𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝐿𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝐵𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹】

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!PROBABLY IRRELIVENT AUTHORS NOTE!

I CHANGED MY MIND AND ACTUALLY WANT TO CONTINUE WRITING THIS STORY IN NARRATORS  POV

SO SORRY ABOUT THE SUDDEN CHANGE BUT I FIND IT EASIER TO WRITE LIKE THIS!
THATS ALL, THANK YOU.  >///<

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"Jimin! You left your bracelet her-" Sohye froze. She felt her chest tighten and like her soul was getting ripped out of her. Her breathing fastened as it began getting harder for air to enter her lungs. Any source of confidence or happiness seemed to have evaporated from her at that moment as her mind swirled with nasty sayings and her emotions tugged at her telling her she's just a worthless piece of shit. She felt like someone was crumpling her up like some useless paper. The men before her made her stay glued in her spot at the top of the staircase. Fear loomed over her swallowing her whole as her eyes went dull and her mind went blank. Taehyungs piercing glare switched towards her and fixed on her awkward posture on top of the staircase. One foot looking like it wanted to run down but the other hesitating and glued to its spot. She was shaking in fear as her eyes hollowed when making accidental eye contact with him. Her heart beat fastened as her body began to tremble. 

Jimin intelligently used the distraction well as he shoved Taehyung back and moved towards Sohye.
"Oh, sorry. I completely forgot about it." He giggled leaping up the stairs and standing beside her. He gently accepted the bracelet from her, a bright smile stretching across his fairy-like features. Sohye felt a sense of relief from his heart-warming smile. 
Taehyung was shaking in absolute anger and envy as he watched Sohyes' eyes switch from terror to delight when she looked at Jimin.
"Ahem." He 'coughed' glaring towards the two above him. His eyebrows twitched as they pulled towards each other. Sohye gulped feeling a clear lump in her throat. Jimin smirked looking down at Taehyung arrogantly. 
"Well, looks like someone doesn't really like me here. I have to go now, beautiful," Jimin says winking towards Sohye acting like a flirtatious punk.
"I'll come get you tomorrow morning." He says before smirking and shoving past Taehyung. 
Sohye felt that fear come back and engulf her as her eyes looked toward Taehyung. Taehyung looked up, causing Sohye to flinch. His fiery glare penetrated her stiff and trembling body. Taehyung made his way towards her, up the many steps that separated them, at a painstakingly slow pace. No matter how slow he was going, Sohye was still glued to her spot. The gloomy shadow of pure horror had swallowed her and kept her in place. Her legs were clearly trembling as her breathing hitched and that lump in her throat became harder to ignore and more difficult to push down.
Taehyung stood only a step below her so that they were standing both as eye-level.
For a second. For a split second. Sohye felt as if she could relax. She felt as if he wasn't going to act out. But that all changed when she noticed a dark tinge of something else through his velvety orbs. Something alarming. Although she didn't know what that something was. That new emotion, new thought that had shone through his attractive eyes. It was a mystery to her. He was so hard to read. He, himself, was a mystery. 
"Don't forget to breath." He finally spoke. Sohye suddenly let out a large breath before inhaling a large amount of air into her lungs. She's been so occupied with the fear that she forgot about simple things such as breathing. Taehyung's voice was so soft and light when he spoke causing her features soften slightly as she felt her cheeks tinge a bit.
"You need to keep breathing," He says again. His voice cracked and it was softer, softer than Sohye has ever heard. So soft she began to worry for her own safety and his. So soft it almost had her convinced that he's got feelings. So soft, he sounded sad. 
His hand went up and landed ever so lightly on her right cheek. She shivered slightly under the cold pads of his surprisingly soft fingertips. He stroked her cheek in the most tender way possible. Sohye felt herself about to give in, but she forces her eyes shut, her fists bawled by her sides as she resisted against this play he was putting up. 
However after a moment of stuck up resistance she felt the absence of his hand on her cheek. Her eyes slowly opened only to gasp and widened when met with his dark orbs. She couldn't properly understand what he was thinking or hinting at as his eyes seemed so dull, so lifeless, as if his mind was fogged up.
Just when she had her hopes up of getting away, his hand latched mercilessly tight onto her wrist. He turned her around and pushed her into the wall. Sohye grunted slightly from the force hitting her back. She felt as if the air just got knocked out of her as her back hit the cold concrete wall. Taehyung kept her hands pinned back her sides as she began to tremble and whimper in fear once again. He looked up locking his emotionless eyes with her translucent orbs that portrayed nothing but distress. 
He opened his mouth wanting to say something but nothing came out as he quickly shut it again. He eyed her down unsure of what he really wanted, before finally pulling her up the few steps. 

Taehyung struggled with the keys into his apartment, his grip still tight on hers. Upon the success of opening his door he shoved her inside, slamming the door lock behind him. Sohye was whimpering on the cold wooden floorboards of his apartment. Images and flashbacks of nearly being raped, raced across her panicking mind. She flinched letting out a small squeal when she heard the door slam and footsteps move towards her petite form. Taehyung toward above the weak female on the floor. His eyes dark with an unknown desire as he approached closer and closer. Sohye scrambled back slightly, afraid of what dangerous things he'd do this time. She was caught by surprise however when his hands went under her light body, scooping her up off the floor. Her hands distinctively wrapped around his neck for balance and support as he stood up straight and began taking steps. He moved without talking and without making eye contact. Sohye didn't feel at all safe. Not one bit. This was going to be painful. A living hell.

Taehyung kicked the door close behind him, the bang causing Sohye to flinched in his arms. He walked towards the bed, not bothering to turn on the light. A light gasp left Sohyes lips as she was thrown on the bed and the soft mattress hit her back, completely different from the cold concrete wall before. Before she could react she felt a force holding her down and warm breath brushing ever so slightly on her cheeks. Her eyes widened in shock. Taehyung gripped onto Sohyes wrists, tightly pinning them above her head. His eyes were hooded by his dark bangs and the dark night lighting of the room didn't help anything. All Sohye could see was from the end of his bangs to his chin. Her eyes unknowingly stared him down, taking into consideration how his lips seemed cold without even having to touch them. The sparking glow from the moon casted upon him as shadows from the trees and streetlamps outside his window also lurked on his face. It made him seem so ethereal but so dangerous and dark. So tempting that Sohye wanted to risk it all for him. 
After what felt like ages of just staring at each other, he finally decided to make a move and lowered himself down. Sohyes eyes showed nothing but concern for herself and horror as she watched his actions. His breath was just fanning over her lips now as her body stiffened. 
"Why can't you look at me the same way you look at him?"
Before Sohye could react his lips connected with hers, forcing the kiss. Making something that was supposed to bring happiness and love into something filled with anger, angst and hatred.