ANGELIC. [KimTaehyung]

l - achilles heel

The morning went as planned, I sobbed in the shower for too long to recollect. I thought vastly about how my existence was ruined. I had caused the deaths of two innocent people. I let myself down by never finishing my studies. I had no clue what would happen to me from this point forward. Death seemed so comforting right now.

If I could just fall asleep and never wake up it would be okay. I don't want to know about myself anymore. What my mother had always spoken about me was true; I was not worth the air that I breathe. I wish she would have finished killing me. She knew how worthless I was the second she laid eyes on me so why didn't she finish it? Honestly, she would have spared so much pain in this world.

But it is too late to think of the past now. I don't know what will happen but I don't want to leave that up to Taehyung. Somehow I had to keep fighting, not for myself but to make his life a living hell.

"Mila, you've been in there for a long time." Taehyung knocked on the bathroom door. The same hands he used to take the life of another. How could he exist in such a state?

I barely registered the fact that I had passed enough time in the shower for him to already be back from work.

I didn't respond. I wanted to continue to think in privacy. The only privacy I ever received here.

There was a startling sound. The door flung open and I panicked.

"Why have you been in here for so long? I was worried something happened to you!" He opened the shower door.

"Leave me alone." I croaked. My naked silhouette was motionless and I hoped for a second he would actually follow my command.

"I've worked too fucking hard for you to do that." He voice was like a wince in my ear. It gripped my brain. His hand moved to my arms as he pulled me up.

"You know what I like most about you Mila?" His question was rhetorical.

"Your fire. The passion that curses you." His hands gripped me so tight I thought he would break the skin open.

"I know you." He whispered in my ear. God I wish he didn't. In many ways he was the only person that could say this.

His lips met my neck and I flinched away. I had forgotten for a second I was completely vulnerable to him. He had never seen me like this.

The space between us was nonexistent. I could feel the valley of him in between my legs, making contact with the soft part of me.

"I've never wanted you more." His lips made contact with my breast as I quietly groaned. He suckled gently yet desperately.

It was peculiar. The man who caused me so much pain was offering me pleasure. It created an opportunity for conflict.

"Do you know what my biggest fantasy was? From the day that I met you?" He broke his contact with my nipple only momentarily to allow the words to leave his mouth.

"W-what?" I croaked. My mind was hazy. I wanted so bad to feel something.

"I've always wanted you to have my babies. Carry them in your womb and deliver them for me. The sweet creature that will grow inside of you will be mine also." I always knew Taehyung wanted a family. He loved kids. He had never made such a confession to me before however.

This was my chance. My chance to hurt him.

"I want that too." All his movements halted. His mouth left me as he stood to look at me.

"You want that too?" He looked at me in disbelief. I smiled sweetly at him and put my hand on his cheek.

"Of course." I brought his hand in mine to my womb and let him feel.

"Right here. I want your baby." He looked like he could cry tears of gold at that moment.

I want to hurt him so bad.

"Really? You're being serious? " he smiled fondly down at my abdomen. He smiled at the idea I was offering him. I was just that to him. An idea in his twisted head.

He wasn't even looking at me.

"Yes, we could have a baby." I smiled and brought my fingers to his chin and lifted his eyes.

There it was. His achilles heel on display for me.

I had never known what he wanted from me until now. He wanted the make believe, the illusion of love. He wanted his pretend family.

I was going to take everything from him.

"I love you." He breathed out before kissing me.

There was one thing Taehyung didn't know about me. A warning sign he failed to yield.

I was not blameless or pure. I am destruction and pain and sorrow and I was going to use everything in my power to hurt him.