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Chapter 3

~Y/N POV~

No way was I ready to go home yet. It's already dark and I've been out in Seoul all day but I figured most people in Seoul work until 6 or later so possibly Jungkook could be at home by now and I'm stil pissed at him. My lovely happy mood came back and I think if I saw him again, it would ruin my day.

So even if it is dark I decided to stil have a walk around the place, seeing the lights on the buildings, see people already hitting the clubs or going out to eat. It really is that late and I do not want to see Jungkook. He wants me to stay out of his way I will.

The feeling is mutual between us.

I hate him already and he apparently hates me too.

I just thinking about Jungkook gets me all annoyed so I shouldn't be thinking about him right now and should more focus on what's around me.

It's already after 10 at night so now that I think about it and that I have my first day at work tomorrow I should head home and get some sleep. I've already eaten so I'm not hungry so just straight home, shower and then bed. That sounds like a plan.

Checking the map on my phone I was at least twenty minutes away from the apartment so I should be back in no time but made note and even so much as scoffed to myself when Jungkook came back to mind. I will definitely avoid Jungkook if he's still awake.

Stuffing my phone into my pockets as well as my hands I started on my way back home.

This street was pretty much abandoned, no one in sight, very dark and also eerily quiet. I would be okay walking down this street alone if it wasn't for the fact it was so quiet, I don't like it. But I kept walking so I can get home in one piece.

Due to the place being pretty much dead and no sound other than my footsteps I started to hum to myself. Nothing known to anyone other than myself as I just make it up as I go along.

Constantly looking around me just to be sure.

I even look over my shoulder to check if I'm being followed. Nothing sparked me to check but you can never be too sure. Although the moment I did, my entire body froze and my steps stopped.

At least thirty feet away from me, just where I had come from was a tall figure just standing there, motionless. Not even moving an inch as I stare at him in fear which soon faded away into curiosity when this person didn't even attempt to walk towards me or even talk.

"Hey you! Are you okay?"

I asked the stranger, turning around to face him and crossing my arms over my chest and tucking away my hands under my pits.

I received no response.

"Is there something I can help you with?"

The head tilt to the side and the figure took a step closer coming into more light from a dim lit lamppost.

I could see more of him, broad shoulders, black hoodie with his hood up and what was weird enough, was the mask.

The bunny smiling mask staring back at me.

It was weird for sure but this guy was starting to give me the creeps. I mean who wears a mask in the middle of the night with his hood up?

Asking myself that question, my answer quickly came to me when it clicked.

Most especially when I seen the stranger take out a sharp blade from the front pocket of his hoodie and tap the tip of his finger with the point of the blade.

"Hey dude, I want no trouble."

I raised my hands up to show up no harm and that I have no weapons on me but the man didn't move. Only his head tilt the other way this time.

"I-I'm gonna go, you have a nice night sir."

Turning my back to the scary stranger I started to walk away, almost speed walking actually just to try and get far away from that man as soon as possible.

However I picked up pace when I started to hear the door steps rush towards me as if running. Looking back over my shoulder I did in deed find the stranger run towards me, blade still firmly in hand.

Out of fear I bolted.

Now running down the street as fast as I can away from the psycho chasing me. Everywhere I looked I tried to find a way out, somewhere to run to and hide but only when I seen the nearby alley did I decide to make a sharp right towards it and sprint down the alley.

It was dark but just enough to be able to see.

I found a large dumpster and climbed inside it before the man would follow me into the alley. Closing it quickly I tried to be as quiet as I could closing it so he couldn't hear it.

Curling up in a ball, knees to my chest and back against the dumpster I held my hand over my mouth to muffle my cries. I'm so scared, never in my life have I been so scared. I could die here and I'll never see my family again.

I listened out for the footsteps beyond the dumpster but I heard nothing. It was strange, weird in fact I was so sure he was running after me.

But I'm not that stupid, I'm not going to jump out of here straight away. I'll wait.

So I did.

Removing my hand from my mouth, I let out a quiet breath out and leaned my head against the dumpster and closed my eyes.

I just want to go home. I'd rather suffer with Jungkooks presence than be here right now. That asshole is much better than this situation.

After some time, I don't know how long but I eventually started to think it was clear outside. I still didn't move though, I stayed routed in place.

I was actually debating to check whether it's clear or not to go.

But then the dumpster opened up above me with a loud bang and the next thing I knew I was grabbed by the hair and pulled up and over the dumpster as I screamed.

Thrown to the floor I instantly attempted to get up and run again but I was grabbed by the ankles. I screamed again and kicked out which resulted in my left leg getting free from the bunny mans grip and slammed my heel into his face.

I heard him grunt after the loud crack and he stumbled back from me letting go of my ankles all together to hold onto his mask.

Seeing this as my time to run I got up and ran again.

Although I only got as far as the corner before I was grabbed from behind again and dragged back into the shadows.

One hand over my mouth and another pinning a knife to my throat.

The bunny man walked backwards into the shadows until we were submerged into the dark and his back hit the brick wall.

I felt the blade press firmly against my flesh even almost piercing my skin in the process and panting through his gloved hand.

I didn't know what to do, I felt trapped. As much as I wanted to fight off, he would kill me with one thrust of the knife. I would be done for.

Yet this guy pinning me against his chest did nothing.

I could hear his heavy breathing through his mask and his chest heaving up and down behind me but yet he seems.....hesitant?

Why aren't I dead yet?

He has me where he wants me and yet he hasn't slit my throat yet.

Instead he drops the knife to the floor but wraps his arms around my waist firmly.

"Hey! Let me g-"

His hand came back across my mouth again while his other hand remained around my waist but yet he still doesn't speak. Instead his breathing picks up even more heavier when I felt his mask press against the back of my neck and listened to him sniff me.

I froze all over, extremely grossed out that some stranger was sniffing me like this. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

I need to get home.

So I jabbed my elbow into his stomach, freeing myself from his grip and sprinted out the alley and down the street. I ran all the way home, never did I stop running it was life or death for me.

I didn't know what else to do but go home, lock the doors and even windows and go straight to my room curling up on my bed to cry into my pillow.

I would of been killed, I came so close to it and all I have is this cut in my neck from the blade of his knife. A constant reminder if it scars.

I didn't leave the bedroom for the rest of the night, hell I didn't even feel bothered when o heard Jungkook come home two hours later to have a shower and go to his room. I didn't care, all I cared about is that I survived something traumatic and I'll never forget it.

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