The Vines of Love || Kpop Yandere x Reader Stories [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 6: Just a Toy||Part 2

"Namjoon!" His name gently flowed out of my lips, the tears flooded my eyes making it difficult to see.

He leaned closed and kissed my forehead. I could feel his soft lips against my skin, I accepted his gesture and returned it with a hug. I pushed him inside the room and spent hours trying to catch up. We spoke about our memories and everything that had occurred he listened to every word I spoke and I did the same when he spoke.

2nd pov

"I'm leaving tomorrow. " You stated, he just stared at you, how couldn't he? Even when you cry he found you beautiful.
"I know... And I'm going too."
"What?" You were confused, how could he have known unless...
"Your mother paid me a visit a few weeks ago." He let out a weak smile.

*Flashback*

The living room was pitch black only the t.v gave a small amount of lighting. He was comfortably laying against the gray sofa. It was a weekend, so he was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts, and wrapped with a blanket. He was interrupted by a knock coming from the entrance door. * sight * He looked at the time it was nearly midnight. He got up and turn the lights on. He opened the door finding the last person he wanted to see. She came inside the house without waiting for his response.

"Ugh what is this filth and to think my husband was willing to let you go out with my daughter." This wasn't something new to him, she always criticized him however, it still hurt him to know that he could never be with Y/N.

"Is there something you need Mrs. L/N?" He said firmly.

She walked into the living room and grabbed a photo frame on top of the counter. It was a photo of the three of them, Namjoon, Y/N and her father. She placed it back and glanced at the rest, not one of his parents. Neither did she appear with them. She turned around and made direct eye contact.

"You will no longer see my daughter; I am getting married in three weeks from now and we are moving to Korea. So don't try to contact her she won't be here. " She smiled at the end satisfied with her accomplishment. She did not wait for a response he didn't know how to react. She walked away and closed the door. Leaving him with his thoughts. He was nothing without Y/N he thought to himself. Namjoon couldn't leave Y/N with someone as reckless as her. However, this notice was enough to give him time.

*end of flashback*

"So you already know where you're staying?" You asked concerned for him.

"Yeah, I'm going to stay with Jackson; knowing your mom she prefers the lavish life." He was right she always admired those with power and luxury. I guess that's why she stayed with father.

"It's getting late I better go before she comes."

"I'll go with you."

"No it's fine i brought my bike." I smiled and said goodbye. I walked outside the building and got on my bike, my mind kept on wonder to that day. The pain in my chest began to get heavier, I hate feeling this way.

2nd pov

You were so caught up in your mind that you didn't notice there was a crack on the side of the road causing you to lose balance on the bike.

"Fuck!"

You landed on your knees and they were bleeding along with your palms. Your house was only a block away so you stood up and began to walk while holding the bike. You sensed someone watching you, but you choose to ignore it. You walked inside your house and noticed your mother watching the t.v. she turned to look at you when she heard the front door open. She turned off the t.v and walked towards you.

"Where the hell where you? I was worried sick." You could only roll your eyes.

"Yes, clearly you were worried." You stated while looking at the t.v.

"And what the hell happened to you?" She could only stare at you, small scratches had formed on your face from the fall. She grabbed your hands in order to examine them, but you yerked away.

"I don't see why you care."

"Why would you say that?"

"You're always in your own world you only care about yourself you got married immediately after his death. You didn't even wait or try to ask how I felt. Is it because he has money if that's the case then why don't you just leave me here I'm almost 18." You were struggling to maintain your posture everything seemed to fall down you were on the verge of tears and your anger took control.

1st pov

"I did this for us. He is a nice man who can help us survive; you have no idea how difficult it is to live out there."

"You did this for us?  *Ha* don't make me laugh; you did this because you are not capable of working you want to maintain your image of this elegant woman who isn't real! All of this is because you are so full of yourself; you want life to give you everything no wonder father much have rather leave us than to spend another fucking second in this house!" I shut my mouth realizing what I had said. *slap* I felt a burning sensation against my cheek. I closed my eyes expecting her to hit me again but she didn't.

"Go to your room!"

I turned around not looking back. I walked upstairs to my room and slammed the door. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called Namjoon, I needed to hear his voice.

Date Published: 11.26.19