Journey of Two Best Freinds

Chapter 20

Readers PoV

A mysterious figure dramatically gets out the car. Almost as if he waited for the wind to blow; as he stepped out his long jacket blew in the wind and the mass of material that had been over his face the whole time pushed back ever so slightly allowing any watchers a sight of the bottom half of his face. The stone cold smirk displayed on his lips would send any shivers down someone's spin.

Clicking his fingers six people rushed out the building doors. Grabbing onto Millie who was still on the car floor.  Yanking her out of the car made the back of her head whack the concrete floor, which earned a cry in pain even though she was still unconscious.

The way the shadow of a figure carried on walking leading the way with no glance after the cry showed the figures capability of empathy.

All six men hold on to some part of Millie, dragging her across the gravel to the building. Even though Millie is human and lighter than a feather to any other species, their grip on her was unusually tight. Almost afraid she would slip from there fingers or cautious of any intruders.

Once inside Millie begins to start feeling unconscious due to the constant rough travelling.

Millie pov

The high pitch static sounds were all I heard at first before I could start to make out voices.

The restricting tightness around my wrists is the second thing I felt as I tried lifting them to my ears.

Panic kicking in as I begin to recap the events after I watched Yoongi fall asleep.

*flashback*

The grimy cold to touch hand suffocating me as another wrapped around my waist before I was being yanked out the bed.

I tried to scream only for the hand to clamp down further "he can't hear you" a deep growl whispered in my ear sending shivers down my neck.

This time I tried to wiggle reaching for Yoongi who was laying unfazed, his sleeping face would have been a soft moment to see but at this point, I was already pulled out the window.

*end*

Drip....

Drip....

The noise of water dripping cut me out of the flashback bringing me back to reality. The end of the flashback sparked something in my body to fight whatever it was that was keeping me docile.

My eyes begun to flutter open, the next thing I know a sudden sting in my left check was present as my head whipped to the side my eyes finally sprung open at the impact.

Fear spread across my face I see a figure retrieving his hand which had connected to my face seconds ago.

"Who are you?" I mumble my words out leaning away from the figure as it moved forward

Readers PoV

"All you need to know is I'm your worst nightmare. So don't piss me off" he hissed only to make Millie roll her eyes.

Another hit was made to Millie's cheek making her glare at the man only to receive once another blow this time Millie let her head fall making her hair curtain around her.

"That's what I mean by pissing me off" he murmured

The figure got up from kneeling and walked his way across the room to a throne that was placed in the center of a stage. A stage that was inside a Cathedral. The place looked run down but the detail that had been chiseled into the stone and wood frames still stood out.

The place would have been a beautiful historic scene if it wasn't for the situation Millie was in.

"What are you?" Millie questioned this time, not even giving it a try to get up.