Anguish

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Though it was who I expected, what I saw made me sick to my stomach. His ankles were chained with bruises and cuts scattered around, he had a sickening muzzle on his mouth and was stripped to the bone.

I saw as his eyes pierced me with a hard glare and his eyes a bright yellow. He seemed to be in a distressed state, causing him to not recognize me. "Honey? It's Violet." I called softly, approaching him slowly.

He roared an animalistic growl, making me step back in fear. "It's okay, Taehyung. I'm here to get you out." I said, plan B coming in handy as I sat down criss-cross and giving him a reassuring eye smile. "Though we must get out as soon as possible, I'll wait for you," I said once more, relaxing as he started to get less tense by the minute.

That didn't last long as I heard footsteps outside of his cell, making me alarmed at who it could be. I told Felix to wait in his cell and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't move, knowing this place. The door swung open, revealing somebody I didn't expect at all.

"Hoseok?" I said faintly, standing up and backing up towards Taehyung in a defensive manner. Hoseok simply looked at me with a dull face, reminding me of a stoic robot. We went to middle and high school together and were best friends but out of nowhere he cut me off and never responded to my calls or texts since last year.

"Look, I'm going to need you to go back to your room. I don't want to hurt you." Hoseok said in a bleak way, making my heart ache. "What happened Hoseok? You wouldn't hurt me. I know you." I said, almost in a plead as I gripped my heart in pain.

Hurt me? What does he mean by hurt me? I have to get these hybrids and my boyfriend out of here. "Just...please." He said once more but with a hint of anger in his voice, making me jump from his unusual behavior.

"I need to get out of here. I can't go back. Please no." I said, tears welling up in my eyes thinking of the possibilities of what could happen to me if I went back.

Though, Hoseok did not show any remorse as he grabbed my arms harshly and wrapped them behind my back, causing me to scream. Taehyung tried to grab me, but it was too late as Hoseok dragged me out of Taehyung's cell.

I tried to wiggle in any way I could to try and get out of Hoseok's hold but it was no use. All I could do was look at Taehyung one last time with pained eyes and scream in agony before the door was shut and I was knocked out cold.








*TW: SA*








I woke up again in the same room that I was placed in the first time I got here. I immediately felt the cold air brush against my skin and my body aching in an unusual place. I looked down and saw that I was nude with blood-stained in-between my legs and my ankles shackled to the bed.

I curled up in a ball and thought to myself, why am I so weak? Why couldn't I protect Taehyung or even myself? I had one job and I failed. I let myself down.

I broke down and sobbed to myself, covering my face in shame. I felt as if it was my fault as if I didn't try enough. I didn't try harder to get me and my love out of this.

Though, I was interrupted by the large door in front of me slamming in just to reveal a large panther with blood scattered on its fur. And that was when I noticed that it was who I have been longing for, Taehyung.

He came up to me and didn't mind that I was nude but noticed a weird scent coming from my body and started whining. I knew what he was whining about and I simply grabbed the blanket that was on the bed and wrapped it around myself, trying to cover the triggering blood on my inner thighs.

Taehyung noticed that my ankles were shackled to the edge of the bed and quickly tore them off, nudging me to get onto him. I did and didn't care what was about to happen or what even happened but I just wanted out. I felt as if the world was closing into me and I wrapped my arms around him tightly, sobbing quietly.

- POV switch/tw end

On the other hand, Taehyung was making their escape. Little did Violet know, Yoongi was dead. Taehyung knew what he did very well and this time he had no regrets knowing what Yoongi did to his girlfriend. He stormed out, revealing a bunch of other hybrids scattered outside the building talking to shelter staff in the area.

Taehyung had a hard time communicating because he soon realized that they were both flown to America and he was the only one who spoke Korean in this place besides the girl on his back. On the other hand, Violet was born and raised in America so she knew how to speak English but he didn't want to pester her.

- POV switchback

I looked around when we got outside of the building to see hybrids scattered in blankets and talking to what it seemed to be shelter staff. I don't know who called but whoever did was truly a lifesaver for many.

I took a breath of the outside air and looked around to see familiar signs and cars. Soon I realized I was back to where I grew up, America. I moved to Korea at the end of middle school so I knew how to speak both languages but there was something about home.

It somehow calmed me knowing I was in a familiar country and where I knew my people, making me snuggle on top of Taehyung a little more and my breaths start to relax.

He didn't say anything but instead cocked his head to the right, making me look to where he was indicating me to look at.

I saw a familiar blue car rush in front of the mansion me and Taehyung just escaped and almost run into the sidewalk. The lady who came out of the car was somebody very unexpected.

My grandma.

"VIOLET!!!" She screamed, making me get off of Taehyung's back as she rushed toward me and body slammed me to the floor. I yelped to no avail until I was lifted up by Taehyung, back in human form with one of the blankets the shelter was handing out.

He was quite fast, that's for sure.

My grandma got up as well and had her face looking like a very red tomato, pointing to the man who just lifted me up. "Were you the one who called me?" She said surprisingly calmly but sternly, glaring at him harshly.

He simply nodded his head and stared at my grandma back as if it was a competition.

It made a small smile appear on my face, forgetting about the physical and mental pain that I'm going through.

I've been saved.

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