Your POV
Alisha, where's Alisha? I open my door and look around but there's no one around. What should I do?
"Alisha!", I call out.
She's on scene in seconds, "Yes Miss."
"Come in.", I say.
"Is there anything wrong Y/N?", she changes titles naturally. It's been a week I've known her well but she understands me as if I'm a text book she's been studying forever.
"I don't think I can do this.", I say.
I'm dressed in the black gown again, red lipstick and subtle eyeliner. I've put on my earring, choker and rings and done my hair too. Everything is done except one thing, my mind's not ready to go forth with this plan. This party isn't to celebrate my nineteenth year, this is a party to celebrate my mum's nineteenth year raising the perfect girl.
"What do you mean?", she asks.
"I'm done being a puppet! Yoongi has the arrangements done for the week after the wedding. He told me yesterday but I need to run away now, not then.", and then I realise what I just revealed and gasp.
"Huh?", she enquires.
"I'm sorry, you weren't meant to here that.", I say quickly to cover up but it only makes things worse.
"Run away?", she says slowly.
I sigh. Should I tell her? "Me and Yoongi are running away a week after our wedding."
"What? Why?", she looks at me, aghast.
"I'm sorry, we have to do this. Neither of us can take all this anymore.", a few tears spill.
She hugs me, "Please Y/N, don't cry."
"You can't tell anyone.", I say.
"I swear I won't. I would be happy if you can get away from here as fast as possible.", she gives me a pinky finger.
I just look at the finger, "You would be happy?"
"I told you, you got this. And you don't deserve this from of torment, I would be happy for you.", she says as she puts her pinky forth again.
I take it, "Thank you Alisha."
I look at myself in the mirror, who is the person who stares back at me? She notices.
"Y/N, hold on for today, please. I swear this will be all over soon if Yoongi keeps to his promise.", she comforts.
"Thank you.", I gather myself up, "I better get going. It's almost time."
"Of course, and I'll be on duty around the hall so if you need me, ask one of the maids.", she informs.
"Ok, I will.", I nod.
She helps me up and I clatter away in the heels as she heads the opposite direction towards the kitchen.
Yoongi POV
I wear my suit, to my surprise, it actually fits quite well.
"All ready?", my bro comes in to my room.
"I think so.", I say as I look around.
"Excited to me your fiancee huh?", he teases.
"Shush.", I say and walk out on him.
I see Mum get ready, Dad's zipping up her pretty white dress. She looks angelic but I know what a devil she can be. The satin material looks so lovely with the white pearl set that Dad gifted her for her birthday. She spots me in the mirror.
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Chess Pieces | MYG & Reader
FanficEither family and obsession or each other and love... They both know they're pieces on the chess board. Y/N's from the Yin family, a powerful figure within the powerful family. And Yoongi's from the Yang family, a member that beholds much potential...