Bangtan Gang

Part Six: The Start Of Something New.

        Hey guys im back! I apologize for taking so long but school started back and Ive been sick with mono and a mean case of writers block. Im glad to say ive been getting better and im here with the next chapter of Bangtan Gang! Id like to say thank you for over 500 reads and 13 votes! wow! you guys rock! heres the new chapter! 

My walls went up in flames turning to charred rubble, my mind moving too fast for me to remember the thoughts and the world before my eyes became slowed and quiet, the sounds blurring into white noise. Nothing felt real, and I find myself detached from everything, like watching yourself in a movie. Worried faces and frantic voices called out to me but it was like listening through water, and I couldn't respond.

  Minutes or hours passed by but I wasn't sure which, I felt a pinch in my arm and then everything became foggy and I relaxed. It's just a bad dream, none of this is real I told myself drifting on the cusp of unconsciousness. Everything mixed together until I stopped remembering what happened.

 

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  My body feels heavy and hurts all over, like i'd been in a car accident. My head is throbbing and I can hear sounds around me, muffled voices talking quietly. The light in the room turns the insides of my eyelids orange and I try opening my eyes, they stick in places at first but soon i'm blinking trying to adjust to the bright room i'm being kept in. I try and move, regretting it with my entire being seconds later as my body screams in protest causing me to gasp.

  “Hey shes up” said a voice and I found it slightly comforting although I was still in too much pain to focus on who it came from. A few seconds later I felt someone placing a hand behind me, helping me sit up and I look around my eyes trying to adjust to the room, its the one i've been using. I notice Taehyung standing at my side, probably to one who helped me up, his face is concerned and I find the emotion is strange considering the situation. I notice Jimin next standing by the window watching with a similar expression to Taehyungs. My eyes sting and are sore when I blink, though I don't know why. I remember my nightmare, when I fell and being taken downstairs, but after that my chest tightens ...thats right...my mom is dead. I think and tears prick the back of my eyes as I burry my face in my hands, trying to will the tears to go.

  “Amethyst, do you remember what happened?” I hear Taehyung ask and try to respond but all that gets past my lips is a strangled cry. I keep trying to stop the tears but soon im sobbing and Theres a comforting hand rubbing small circles on my back. I sit that way for a few minutes until I finally take a deep breathe and raise my head to look at them. I probably look gross, snot and tears running down my face but I could care less right now.

  Taehyung takes a tissue from the box on the nightstand and delicately starts to wipe away some of the tears and snot. Id smile if I had energy but I feel like crying again and I will myself to think of anything else so I won't start crying again. I probably seem so pathetic to them, i'm always crying and looking weak. why do you care what they think? Some time passes and I finally compose myself and find I feel a bit self conscious.

   I feel Taehyungs gaze on me and I resist the urge to return it, trying to focus on the comforter, playing with the frayed strings sticking out. When I do turn to look at taehung Im shocked at how close he is, his face only inches away and I can feel his warm breath on my face. He’s looking at me carefully and I stare back not missing his glance as it darts down to my lips as he unconsciously wets his and I gulp at the sudden tension. The moments is quickly ended when Jimin clears his throat and I look away quickly and I mentally scold myself what the hell was that?! was he gonna kiss me?! why do I care?! Here I am wondering if my kidnapper is gonna kiss me when I should be grieving over the loss of my mother!