Third person POV
Jungkook had realised a second too late.
Before he had even managed to let out a loud scream his body made contact with the cold, wet metal of the car.
There was a loud bang and a screech from the cars suddenly halt, then?
Silence.
Jungkook
It hurts so fucking much. What? Everything, my body, my head and my heart. Actually, my heart seems to be hurting the most as the sound was now echoing in my ears yet getting slower.
No really Kook..you've just been hit with a car. Now what?..
I feel like I'm going to pass out, but I don't want to. Even though it hurts, I'm trying to hang on. Somehow, my eyes squinted open, some light now finally filling my small view to see...
A face.
Not only a face.
A man.
A man looking right into my eyes, standing right in front of me and looking slightly...exited? His phone wasn't out, meaning he wasn't trying to save me by calling the police or ambulance.
I blinked a few times, not knowing if what I was seeing was real or not. But, as i saw the road sign above me, I knew where I was.
My eyes were brought back to this man as I squinted at him questionly. As much as I tried, I couldn't speak. The only sound that managed to leave my mouth a small, pathetic whimper.
"-really cute, Alive, just like you like him sir! He's the right boy. Yes, yes, I'm sure! On my way~!" The man exclaimed exitedly. He looked psychotic with his wide grin and twinkling eyes as the sight of my bloody body. Something vampire like but he didn't look like one at all.
Definitely not handsome enough. And looked pretty old whereas vampires can't age which makes them even more appealing-. Now that's off topic Jungkook.
Well anyways, he wasn't a vampire.
Before I could process anything else, I felt an arm under my waist and lifting me by the neck. My head lolled back as all my muscles felt weak and painful. I would have tried to get away, but no matter what I did: my body wasn't responding. I could only slightly move my fingers. Even that needed too much consentration. I'd never get anywhere.
There was no point trying to fight anyway. Might as well give in.
It smelt strongly of cigarettes as I was put inside the vehicle. The only thing that made me sure I was getting taken away was the bang of the door and the rumble of the engine.
I deserve it. I hope Taehyung forgets me. I won't ever be enough for him. He should know that...but of course he won't.
He's a broken kid who no one's really cared for...he doesn't know love. He'll mistake any kindness for love. I probably don't mean anything to him. Yeah. He'll forget me soon. Of course he will...
Maybe I really am just insane. It never happened, I don't know him.
Pain. Everything hurts. I don't want to keep my eyes open anymore. It'll be more relaxing if I just..close my eyes.
Soon, everything fell into darkness, my mind at rest as I lay lifelessly.
______________________________________Um wow. I haven't written in ages I'm sorry guys~ 😭 It's my bday tomorrow so I decided to post if that makes sense? 🤡 Well, I hope this chapters okay cause I feel like it's terrible. And short. 😗 Well...bye!
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