Gangsta's crush ( Taehyung And Female Character)

His Betrayal?

(Y/N's Pov)

It was hard to tell the time in this closed dark room where even a ray of light doesn't dare to seep. And it probably was night because now i feel tired and the need to sleep is taking over my rationalize thinking.

But my eyes wouldn't dare to shut because of the unknown fear in a strange place. Anything could happen if I dare to take a small nap. This place could be filled with psychopaths, murders or even worst rapist, and i couldn't take my chances when i don't even know the intentions of my kidnappers.

My last smart logic says that the three men who kidnapped me were just pawns, the mastermind behind this game, is someone more dangerous. I just pray to god that i do not encounter with him in this whole ordeal. 

Another thing which is floating on my mind is the - ultimate boredom. Without my phone, laptop or any entertaining things, it's hard to pass time. At this rate I'll worship my gadgets when I get home. Only if I could get home. 

These kidnappers must have given me some strong sleeping injections as I don't remember anything about the journey from my home to this rotten place when i am a light sleeper. Not even a fragmented piece of memory could revive. Did they use that typical white van? or some chloroform in white handkerchief? 

What more strange was that no one came to check upon me like I don't existed. What's this behaviour! shouldn't they atleast give me water or something to eat. Whom am I kidding? I wasn't there guest but a mere hostage. If they got angry then i would in place of that dead body underneath this cot. 

My throat feels dry like sandpaper that even gulping in fear isn't possible now. But sweats on my body says otherwise thanks to the luxuries air con of this room. My condition is getting worse with every passing minutes. Deep rumbling of stomach becoming more prominent mimicking literal elephants, I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, too engrossed in making cookies. My energy level was too low because of the aftereffect of strong sleeping dosage used on me.

My forehead where I got banged on door's handle had already swelled a bit, making me hiss in pain every often.

My short time here as a hostage had given me some time to think about life, emotions and sentimets. Like those time when people spent unnecessary time overthinking about life decisions in bathrooms.

When they had nothing to do better but to spent their time dwelling on thoughts, imaginations and making scenarios etc. Given my state and condition, my thoughts also run south which I am glad as they possibly could divert my mind from that rotten smell. 

My most of the thoughts are of him after Chanyeol Oppa of course. It's terrifying that the person I trust the most at the moment is him. I trust him that he'll surely save me somehow. It's terrifying! how much I'm missing him and had blind trust on him. He's like my safe house, a state of sanity and i realized that it's more than some silly crush. Like he is a family or something more to whom I can depend on.

Now I am regretting not confessing my feelings to him sooner. It will be my last wish to say those words to him if I possibly die here that 'I love him'

But I have this nagging feeling in my head which is calling me selfish over and over again that i am only thinking about my safety as these men are extremely dangerous and wouldn't think twice before hurting another innocent person.

I don't doubt on Tae's abilities; he's most probably searching for me but he'll get in trouble because of me. These people have weapons with them whereas my sweet taetae couldn't even hurt a fly. I am having second thoughts of leaving those hints behind. I shouldn't have written those as it'll probably drag Tae in danger.