the two broken boys.

Chapter Thirty-Four.

"Jungkook?" I said as he entered the car. He looked at me and tilted his head to the side slightly. I would smile, but I forced myself not to. "Why the fuck did you bring a knife on our date?" I said with a frown and crossed my arms.

"Just in case I need to shank someone in their eyeballs." He said with a smirk, and it made me giggle. "Why would you need to?" He grabbed my face and pinched my cheeks. "Because I don't want my beautiful baby getting hurt."

He let go of my face and I blushed. "Now, let's go home sweetheart." He said and started to drive us home. I smiled and hummed softly. I realized that I hadn't checked my phone since we left. I shifted in my seat and pulled my phone out of my pocket, turning it on and smiling. Jungkook was my lock screen.

I put in my password and stared at my phone. Apparently, someone had texted me. I opened up the text, and frowned. I gripped my phone tighter than before, glaring at the multiple texts. 

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Unknown

Hey TaeTae

You miss me, baby?

Taehyung

Who are you? 

And please don't call me TaeTae.

Unknown

Aw, why not?

You used to love me calling you that.

Taehyung

What do you want?

Unknown

You'll find out soon enough.

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I frowned and turned off my phone, biting my lip. I was starting to zone out. The world seemed still, and I couldn't hear Jungkook singing quietly anymore. I bit down harder on my lip, tasting a bit of blood. I licked my lips to get the blood off and I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

What is happening? Who was that? What did they mean 'You'll find out soon enough?' Why did they say I liked being called TaeTae? I despised that nickname with a burning passion. And how did whoever that was get my number? Am I in da-

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I felt a hand on my inner thigh. I jolted back at the feeling of the touch. I started to breathe heavily, and I looked around. We were at the house now. My breathing started to even out again, and I gripped my chest, exhaling loudly.

"Baby? What happened? Did you not hear me?" Jungkook asked, concern laced in his voice. My lips formed a thin line, and I nodded. I was shaking a bit, but he didn't notice. Thank God. "Okay, well, how about we hang out downstairs? Talk about things, maybe play ga-"

"I'd like to go to bed," I whispered and got out of the car. I opened the door and shook my head in disbelief. This fool always left the door open. I heard Jungkook walking behind me, and I heard the door lock. I hurried up the stairs and walked straight past Jungkook's room.

There was one other guest room in the house. I opened the door to it and shivered. The room was so cold, it gave me goosebumps. I shook my arms around and laid in the bed, pulling the covers over me. I was sleeping in the clothes I had worn on our date, so it was uncomfortable.

But I didn't care. My clothes were in Jungkook's room, and that was the last place I wanted to be. I know he was concerned, but I was scared. Scared that he might found out that some stranger texted me. And see that they were calling me TaeTae.

Wouldn't he be mad? Who am I kidding, of course, he'd be mad. I shuddered again, but not from the cold. Just the thought made me scared. I didn't want to deal with angry Jungkook. It would just get me even more stressed. And whoever texted me was making me even more stressed.

I heard the door open, and I quickly closed my eyes. I was pretty good at pretending, so I wasn't surprised that Jungkook thought I was sleeping. I heard his footsteps get closer, and then they stopped in front of me. I felt him kiss my forehead, and I smiled. Luckily, he still thought I was asleep.

"Goodnight, babyboy." He whispered and stroked my hair. I heard him walking away, and closing the door. I knew he was sad. But, like always, I only focused on myself. I heard my phone vibrate, and I quickly shot up in bed, grabbing it and opening the text.

It was a text from that stupid unknown number. I decided not to answer it, and to wait to answer it in the morning. I put my phone on mute and then put it under the bed. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. It took a while, but eventually, 

I drifted off to dreamland.

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A/N

Hey, so I got a new laptop. And I wanted to know if you guys would read another one of my stories while The Two Broken Boys if being written. If you want to read another one by me, you should let me know. I already have a plot down and stuff, and I'm honestly really excited to write it. But, it's up to you guys I suppose. Tell me what you think of me writing a second one! Have a good day/night <3.