Shadows | JM ( Discontinued )

5. Settling

It had been seven weeks since the move in. The couple had eased into a daily routine of college, assignments, Netflix, sex and take out, in no particular order.

Their friends hung around a lot in the apartment and most of the time was spent sitting and talking, laughing, playing board games ( which they all loved ) or watching movies. The boys all shared an apartment a few streets away and they had a key to the couple's apartment, which was how they had entered the first night. 

Y/N couldn't help but crack a smile every time she thought about the scare that night. The boys had crossed the barrier from friends to family a long time ago and Y/N  couldn't help but feel desperately lonely without them. She was a perfect example of an independent woman in all ways but she always felt uneasy if she went too long without seeing them all.They had initially tried to get an apartment in the same building as the rest of the boys but that didn't happen. So now she sat in her new home which was a little away from the boys place, staring out the window.

Lost in thought about the apartment hunting times and reliving memories with the boys, Y/N was so glazed over that she gasped loud when she felt a pair of hands go around her eyes from behind and block her view of the windows.

Heart thumping, she froze momentarily. With no words spoken, the person leaned forward and buried their face into her hair, inhaling and exhaling deeply. Their breath caused Y/N to feel goosebumps all the way in her thighs.

She knew who it was. It was a Jungkook. It had to be. It can't be anyone else.But her breath quickened as the memory of the previous eyes staring back at her cane to mind. Against her own will, her heart thumped hard and she started feeling dizzy.

It is only Jungkook. Please. It has to be. 

Tears ran down her face while the rest of her body was still frozen in shock. Past traumas of what happened to her and her sister began to run through her mind. It had been too long since it had resurfaced. Jungkook had always helped her calm down, but this time, the way her body was subconsciously reacting to this touch, made her realise that it wasn't Jungkook. 

She begun hiccuping and clenched her fist tight. She should twist away and free herself. She should open her eyes and see who it was. She shouldn't be this afraid of something that happened when she was a child. But she couldn't break free, from her own mind. 

Then the person bent over her ears and whispered, their palms still over her eyes. " Did you really think you got away?" 

She screamed and fell forward, pulling free from the captor's hands. Complete terror gripped her heart as she gasped for breath. She crawled towards the corner of the room, trying to find something to hold onto, to protect herself with. 

That voice, she would know that anywhere. The same voice that had hurt her sister. That had hurt her. That was not Jungkook. 

She looked back at the couch and paused, there was no one around. She stood up with shaky legs, gripping the playstation controller in her hands. It was not much but would suffice for now. But her captor was no where in sight. 

She looked at the main door, it was still locked. Confused and in complete tiredness from fear, she slumped back down against the wall and blacked out.