Bad At Love . KTH [Completed]

XVIII

Taehyung's POV 

"BUT YOU KNOW MY NAME! AYE! I LOVE, I LOVE, I LOVE MASELF!" I sang (more screamed) the lyrics. My blood was pumping and adrenaline was rushing through my veins, along with some greatly needed alcohol. Panting, I was about to rap, but Yoongi stole the part from me. We all laughed when he did this, of which I just pressed my lips together in embarrassment and continued jamming. It wasn't until Jimin yelled straight in my ear did I hear him. "Yeah Chim Chim?! Hey! Why don't you join us?!" 

"One, I'm working and two-" Before he could argue, I cut him off and shoved a mic in his hand. 

"Yeah, you're my personal bodyguard so when are you not working? And who cares? Don't you miss-"

"Taehyung! Seoyoung's gone!" Jimin yelled into the mic, so loud that the feedback screeched in response. Everyone fell silent. 

"Seoyoung's what?!" I yelled in surprise. 

"She's been gone for over thirty minutes!" All of us immediately glanced at our watches. Holy shit, how wild were we? "Okay, where did she say she was going?" Jimin asked, brushing his hand through his hair in anxiety and worry. I didn't know he cared. I thought he hated Seoyoung. 

"Uhhh, she said she was going to the bathroom!" I suddenly remember. Together, the six of us dash down the stairs, with me in the lead, towards the bathroom, not caring at all when the women screamed when they saw six males burst into the washroom. We kicked open every stall, only to find them absolutely empty. "Fuck!" I yelled, pulling at my hair. My heart pounded anxiously, filled with distress and violence. Where could she have gone? Not really expecting it to work, I pulled out my phone and speed-dialled her number. As anticipated, the line beeped then left me at voicemail. Opening my phone again, I called Jungkook. 

"Hello?" 

"Jungkook! I need you to locate Seoyoung's phone, now!"

"What? Why? What happened?" Jungkook asked. I heard shuffling and the clattering of a keyboard and decided to explain the situation as I made a plan with my hyungs. 

"Okay, let's split up and search the house," I said. 

"I'll get my staff on alert," Jin said, pulling out his phone. I was going to explain the situation to Jungkook when I received a photo on my phone. Jin had airdropped a blueprint of his house and typed who should search which section. For fuck's sake. Why does his house have to be so big? 

"S-Seoyoung's been ta-taken, and I don't- I don't know where- find her, please-!"

"Hyung! Slow down! Take a breath and tell me what happened, slowly." Jungkook said. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes. Seoyoung needs you right now. Get your shit together. 

"Okay. We're at Jin's party as you know. We were in the VVIP section and Seoyoung said she needed to use the washroom, but she hasn't returned for over forty minutes now. She's not answering her phone. I'm worried something happened to her," I explained. 

"Shit," I heard Jungkook curse. 

"What?!"

"I just checked the guest list. Ki Bum's there." 

"Who?" 

"Lee Ki Bum. You know, that bitch's little minion who's obsessed with her." That bitch. It was what we called Eunah, the witch who hurt Seoyoung years before. My blood boiled with rage as I thought about our agreement. If she left her hands off my business, we wouldn't meddle in hers. Looks like she got ballsy and thought she was finally a match for Nightingale. She might've been, but not when she touched Seoyoung. She's as good as dead. Hearing my silence, Jungkook yells, "Yah! Not the time to go hulk mode! You need a clear head! I've located her phone. She's in one of the suites. I'll send you the exact location, and I'm coming over there!" Then, the line went dead. I quickly sent her exact location to the others then sprinted down the hallway. 

Seoyoung's POV 

I woke up with my chest pounding with pain. It felt like it was on fire. I couldn't remember where I was, or why I was here. Everything was dark, I couldn't see a thing. 

"Hello, Seoyoung," a male's voice sneered from somewhere in the darkness. I clamped my teeth together to prevent myself from crying. No, I would not cry. Not today. 

"Who are you?" I asked with all the courage I had. 

"That's not important. What's important is I do my job, and that I do it well." A tiny candle was lit, then another, then another, emitting a slight glow in the room. I blinked and focused on the dim room. A figure emerged from the shadows. A man with a square face, silver hair and sinister grin prowled toward me. It was the man from the bathroom. 

"Y-You. What do you want from me?!" but the moment I tried to yell, a blinding pain shot across my chest again. I looked down and gasped. A deep gash made a line across my collarbone from my right shoulder to the left, dried blood caking the wound. The once breathtaking illusion was in tatters, all showered in blood. My breaths came in quicker as I panicked. 

*The following scene may be disturbing to some readers as it contains sexual harassment and assault. Please skip to the next chapter if you cannot handle such, nothing will be missed.*

"You? Oh, I want just one thing from you," he said, standing inches away from me now. All of a sudden, there was a pull on my dress, then it was yanked from my body, tearing the beautiful gown in half. "You won't be needing this," Rip. He tore my bra from my body, "Or this." With a final haul, I was completely naked. Tears streamed down my face no matter how hard I tried to keep them at bay as I uselessly struggled in my bonds. God, how desperately I wished to shrink into the shadows, to become part of it. I was entirely at the mercy of the disgusting bastard.

"Please... You don't have to do this," I begged. 

"Don't have to do this? That's what you don't understand. I have to do this. It will please my dearest Eunah." Eunah? Why does that name sound so familiar? A cold hand suddenly stroked my torso, going from my abdomen up to my breasts. I cried in disgust and tried to kick him, but to no avail. The bindings were too tight. 

"Please... Stop. No- STOP!" The man had removed his pants and proceeded to grope and touch various parts of my body, grinding himself onto me. Grabbing onto my waist, he tossed me over his shoulder, smacking me hard on my ass before tossing me onto the grand bed in the middle of the room. 

"You'll be wishing you were never born, Seoyoung."

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