Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

I slammed my hand onto the alarm, shutting it off. I hate alarm clocks. The sound of it most of all. I have it because it's the only way I remember to wake up in the morning. Plus, nobody else is really here.

I slipped on a striped shirt, black jeans, adidas and a dark denim jacket on top. I was in a good mood and felt confident today, so I decided to post my outfit up.

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12 minutes ago

My phone vibrated, saying that Jungkook liked and commented on my post. I grinned and giggled like a little girl knowing that he noticed my post in the first ten minutes.

Some of his friends from the group noticed my photo too. It felt weird, knowing that they had no idea who Lee Y/N was a few months ago.

I felt extremely comfortable and confident with myself today—which was very rare. I was nervous about what Jungkook would say to me, or if he'll even talk to me without me blushing every two seconds after that close call.

I placed a piece of almost burnt toast in my mouth while grabbing my backpack—I usually leave thirty minutes before school starts since I either get there right on time or earlier. I would ride bus' and drive cars', but the memories do come at random times and I don't want more people to think I'm psychotic.

My thumb slid up the screen, scrolling down my instagram feed. I somewhat stalked Jungkook's instagram and watched beauty videos that gave tips. I don't even use makeup.

I was so engulfed into my phone I didn't notice a vehicle slowly following behind me. I heard a car door slide open as arms grabbed my waist harshly from behind. I screamed, but no one could here me. They covered my mouth with a cloth. I refused to breathe in, knowing what it could do. But my body betrayed me, as the world went dark.

My eyes slowly opened, but I still could not see anything. Where am I? Why am I here? Questions circulate my brain, but they are more questions that cannot be answered to.

"She's gaining consciousness, sir." A male's voice said.

"Where did you take me?" I asked in the most authoritative voice I could give.

"Ah, a feisty one." A hand touched my cheek as I flinch away. "It's not like you would be able to tell them where you are. It's okay though, all he has to do is bring the money."

He? As in, Jungkook?

"Why did you bring me into this?" I asked.

"He would do anything for his princess, wouldn't he?" I assumed the man squatted down and spoke, since I could feel his breath on my face.

I tried to wiggle my hands out of the rope—but it took me a while of struggling to realize that they tied me down using braided rope. I sighed heavily, knowing it was impossible to get out of the grasp.

I could feel something sharp against my neck, I whimpered. "I won't do anything unless you make me, princess. I'm just showing him what he's missing out on." He says, as the sound of a camera shutters.

I played with my fingers, waiting for Y/N to come to class. I debated on texting her, but decided not to since I did not want to sound like a creep.

I expected a rush of footsteps down the hall and an 'I'm sorry I'm late' but I never heard it. Every time I heard footsteps run down the hall I'd look to see if it was her, but every time It wasn't.

I felt worried and anxious at the same time. Maybe something happened. I had a bad feeling about everything, but I couldn't act dumb and jump straight to conclusions.

Jimin-hyung noticed my worry, placing his hand on my back and patting it. "Maybe she's having a bad hair day. Don't worry too much." But I knew he was trying to convince himself as well.

He smiled softly as I nodded. Maybe I will believe that she is okay, but my gut still tells me that there is something wrong. Blocking it out, I continue my day peacefully—without Y/N.

The day ended, but it felt a lot longer. Y/N wasn't here the whole day as much as Jimin reassured me and patted my back, it wasn't enough to make my worry go away.

I groaned when her number went straight to voicemail.

"Hey, let's stop worrying for a bit and get some lunch. I'm starving." Seokjin says.

"You guys can go." I kept my head down, twiddling with my thumbs as I tried to call her again. For all I know she's at a doctor appointment.

"Calling her won't do any good. Just come with us and we'll find out some more info soon." Yoongi said. He's right, I'll wait for her to call me.

I sighed in defeat as I walked to the van.

"She'll be okay." Taehyung said, his hand on my shoulder as he showed his boxy smile.

We went to Holly's and ordered burgers. My mind drifted off into its' daydream.

I remembered Y/N and I coming here for the first time together and everyone stared at us. Was it that odd?

We played 20 questions before our food came and she moaned when she tasted the food. I could tell that she's never been there before.

A bunch of eyes were on us because she made me laugh hysterically, and I don't regret that. I regret nothing with her.

That day changed my view of everything. She changed me.

I got knocked out of my thoughts as my phone vibrated in my pocket.

I took it out of my pocket as I read the notification, scrunching my eyebrows up in confusion.

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